Watching Fu Shiyan and Ji Zhihan's faces turn green as Lin Nuannuan rebuffed them, Shen Feiwan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Fu Shiyan regarded Shen Feiwan with a cold gaze.
Shen Feiwan coughed and took the initiative to drink with Lin Nuannuan, "After all that talking, let's have some drinks to moisten our throats."
Lin Nuannuan quickly picked up her glass and happily began to drink with Shen Feiwan.
The two of them acted as if they had just won a small victory and were celebrating.
"We should drink too," Zeng Zhen hurriedly tried to lighten the mood.
He was also holding back a laugh.
Who would have thought that Fu Shiyan and Ji Zhihan, the super-rich and handsome second generations recognized by their circle, would be left speechless by a woman.
The meal was quite lively.
By the end of it, everyone had drunk a fair bit.
But they weren't completely drunk, just pleasantly tipsy, which was a comfortable state to be in.
