After Wu Yifan walked over, he directly pulled Xia Tianhe out of the crowd.
Quickly, the three of them found a table and sat down.
"What do you need from me?"
Although Xia Tianhe was drunk, he recognized his enemies – Wu Yifan and Father Wu at a glance.
"It's nothing, I just thought it's so coincidental and wants to buy you a drink. Xia Tianhe, you don't seem to be in a good mood. Did something happen?" Wu Yifan took the initiative to pour alcohol for Xia Tianhe with a smile on his face.
Xia Tianhe frowned slightly, "I think you should be the one who is in trouble, right? Who beat you to this point? With your Wu Family's background in East China Sea City, some people still dare to do something with you? Then I'm afraid that the other party's background is also very powerful, right?"
The mockery in his voice was completely visible.
If it were to change in the past, Wu Yifan would definitely be furious when he heard it.
