However, although this was the truth, Yu Anwan wouldn't back down easily. In front of Wen Jin, she would never admit it.
Yu Anwan's delicate and attractive hand gripped the transparent glass. The orange juice swirled inside as she held it. She lowered her gaze, seemingly lost in thought.
Then, with a smile, Yu Anwan looked at Wen Jin and said, "President Wen, did you mistake me for someone else? Coincidentally, I'm not allergic to orange juice, and I quite like it."
Her tone carried a hint of sarcasm, clearly directed at Wen Jin.
Wen Jin sneered, "Then go ahead and drink it!"
He wasn't giving Yu Anwan any face at all. Irritated by his words, Yu Anwan took the glass of orange juice and drank it, determined to show that she truly enjoyed it and wasn't allergic.
Wen Jin stood there, his expression unchanged.
Lu Nanxin and Zhou Shen remained silent, both fixedly gazing at Yu Anwan.
