The dishes were halfway eaten when Shang Jin finally brought the wine she had brought. She went straight to Feng Jiao's side and said with a smile, "Feng Jiao, you must be the one to drink this first glass."
Feng Jiao, who frequented all kinds of drinking parties and loved tasting fine wines, felt his vanity satisfied when Shang Jin brought him the first glass to drink.
"Very good," Feng Jiao raised his own glass, "here, pour me the wine."
Under normal circumstances, had anyone spoken to Shang Jin like that, she would have slapped them, but today was a special case, and she had to endure it.
"Certainly," Shang Jin said with a smile on her face, "I will pour you the wine right now."
She poured Feng Jiao a full glass and then half a glass for herself. "Feng Jiao, how about we down it in one gulp?"
Feng Jiao, who enjoyed savoring fine wine, thought it a pity to down such good wine in one gulp, but since there was plenty left, he could take his time with the rest.
