Li Xinxin looked at Shu Yimo with a somewhat apologetic gaze and was about to say something when she saw Shu Yimo pivot on the tip of her foot and start walking to the side, her hand picking up the half glass of red wine on the table…
"Mr. Shu!"
Zhu Yuanying seemed to anticipate Shu Yimo's next move. His eyes flashed, and he immediately called out in alarm!
'Splash——'
The clear sound of liquid echoed, and before anyone could react, a strong fragrance of wine wafted through the air. When they looked at Shu Yimo again, they found that her front, from the chest down, was drenched, with the reddish liquid dripping down the hem of her trench coat.
"Mr. Shu!"
Li Xinxin was shocked and hurriedly responded, taking a tissue to help Shu Yimo wipe it off.
