Zhao Hanchen is indeed a catch, but he's too unpredictable and hard to please.
It'd be much more beneficial to be with Gu Fan'an.
"Mr. Gu, I'll toast to you." The woman's delicate hand lightly held the wine glass, offering it to Zhao Hanchen's lips, her eyes sending autumnal signals: "If you drink this glass, consider it giving me some face."
Gu Fan'an smiled and took the woman's wine.
He said, "Drink this glass?"
"Yes... Mr. Gu," the woman drew circles on his chest with her fingertip: "You wouldn't refuse to save face, would you?"
"Save face," Gu Fan'an smiled, and the next moment, he splashed the entire glass of wine on the woman's face: "Isn't this giving you face?"
Only then did the woman realize something was amiss. Her complexion turned deathly pale as she knelt on the ground in a hurry.
Her lips quivered, and she didn't even dare to wipe the wine stains from her face, her beauty marred.
