Yin Shuiling found this second generation heir to be really disgusting, and she used all of her strength to push him away. "Go away!"
She growled these words, but she still sounded coy to them. This could make anyone's heart melt more than Wu Qian's coy, feminine tone. Because Yin Muchen stayed silent for the entire time, the men around the table could not hold it back anymore. Everyone laughed, and someone asked, "Miss Yin, who are you asking to get lost? You are someone selling alcohol right now, and someone wants to buy you. You still dare to say no?"
"That's right, Miss Yin, come over and drink a glass with us." A middle aged man among them stood up, and he had a glass of alcohol in his hands as he walked over to the back of Yin Shuiling's seat. He wanted to force her to drink.
