Just as Anhao was still hesitating because of the glass of wine in her hand, she suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder. Minister Zhao's hand was placed on her shoulder in a panic, and he smiled as he whispered into her ear,""You dare not drink the wine Uncle Zhao gave you?"
Chief Zhao was clearly smiling, but his voice was filled with obvious pressure and a habitual sense of superiority that forced the people around him.
Anhao held her wine glass tightly and suddenly turned to look at Gu Tianming. However, Gu Tianming also glanced at her coldly.
That glance was clearly a warning to her. They had already come this far. If she dared to ruin his place at this time, he would definitely make her suffer.
She didn't know if the wine was drugged. Anhao wasn't used to drinking white wine, and the pungent smell of the white wine masked other smells. She couldn't tell if there was anything in the wine.
