Even if she had the favor of the magistrate, how long could it last?
Mo Ruyue saw the pride and confidence on her face. She raised her eyebrows and said indifferently, "I don't drink."
As soon as she finished speaking, a soft sneer came from beside her. That was not what she had said when the magistrate and some officials had toasted her that night.
The woman's face instantly darkened. She stared at Mo Ruyue unkindly and said, "Lady Qin wasn't like this when she was drinking at night. Do you not want to drink, or do you not want to give me the face to drink with me?"
"Since you already know that I've drunk, you should know that I can't hold my liquor anymore. The magistrate has allowed me to stop drinking, but you still want me to do you a favor and drink your wine. Are you not taking my alcohol tolerance seriously, or are you not taking the words of the magistrate seriously?"
Mo Ruyue retorted unhurriedly.
