Yu Yan smirked and waved her glass in her hand. "Do you also learn how to drink wine when you're at a party?"
"No."
"Aw, why not? It's the perfect chance to drink wine and also expand your social circle."
Feng Mian merely sent a glare to Yu Yan. She disliked wine not because she couldn't buy it but because of the taste. After all, it was bitter when it came into contact with her tongue. If not bitter, then it would be sour. As someone who liked sweets, Feng Mian disliked the taste very much.
"Why do you even like wine so much?"
"Why?" Yu Yan placed the glass on the table. Her eyes shone with traces of sadness. "Because it's the best drink that can help me out when I don't have any way out. It might not be able to solve my problem, but it's the method that I can pick because it helps my mind to get away from my problem."
