Wei Wenlan picked up the wine glass and took a sip. It was indeed fine wine, with a sweet fruity aroma. The alcohol content wasn't high, but after drinking thirty-six glasses, one would only then realize whether it was intoxicating or not. Those with low tolerance might feel tipsy after just three to five glasses.
Bai Xingwen also looked completely enamored and indulged, clearly showing that the two of them were lovers of wine.
Ah Chen picked up her wine glass and downed it in one gulp.
The aroma was there, but she wasn't into it, so she just drank it like water. It didn't make much difference to her.
Wei Wenlan and Bai Xingwen were focused on savoring the fine wines, not in a hurry to finish them, intending to taste each glass slowly. They didn't notice how Ah Chen drank glass after glass like it was water, without even blinking.
