Then a silence followed. Song Qingchun was probably trying on Qin Yinan's present. Finally, Su Zhinian heard Qin Yinan say, "Come, I'll help you."
Then Su Zhinian could hear clearly the sound of Qin Yinan's shuffling footsteps and the catch in Song Qingchun's breath when Qin Yinan got close to her.
Su Zhinian froze.
"CEO Su, your glass is full…" Someone close to him had noticed the wine was already overflowing out of Su Zhinian's glass.
The comment seemed to fly over Su Zhinian's head, and his hand that was holding the bottle continued to pour.
"Mr. Su?"
"CEO Su?"
"Su Zhinian…" Tang Nuo, who was sitting beside Su Zhinian, reached out to take the wine bottle and grabbed a handful of napkins to pass to Su Zhinian. "What are you doing? What's on your mind?"
"It's nothing," Su Zhinian replied vaguely as he came to; he did not explain himself.
