He nodded. "Mm. It's fine, I'm here."
He whispered by her ear, his low and hoarse voice was surprisingly gentle.
Xuxu retracted her neck to look at Hu Xiaoxiao, and then she lifted her glass. "Let me offer you a toast."
Hu Xiaoxiao smiled and graciously said, "I wish you and Yan Rusheng a lifetime of bliss together."
"Thank you." Xuxu nodded with a smile, tilting her head upwards and finishing half of the glass of wine.
She had been trying to improve her alcohol tolerance for the past few years. Every time she accompanied him to business engagements, he would often have to drink, and her heart ached to see him drink glass after glass. She wished she could drink one or two glasses on his behalf.
Even if it were only a glass, she would be content.
But she failed time after time.
Perhaps it was psychological, but once she finished half a glass, she would feel her throat burning.
