Fang Zhenyi could not understand this no matter what.
Yu Yuehan obviously had not trusted Nian Xiaomu earlier on, but why had his attitude changed all of a sudden?
She stared blankly and did not move from her position. She could not believe it.
Upon seeing this, Nian Xiaomu walked forward with the wine glass in hand, placed it conveniently in front of Fang Zhenyi, and said, "I am kind, so you can use this glass to drink. I am afraid you wouldn't be able to take it if you drank from the bottle."
"…"
Fang Zhenyi looked at the pair who seemed to echo each other. She felt like a dancing clown.
However, she was very clear about the contents of the wine.
With clenched fists and gritted teeth, she stared fiercely at Nian Xiaomu.
If it were not for Nian Xiaomu, Young Master Han would not have wanted to fire her at all costs. As a result, she would not have taken this risk.
