"You came here with Lan Song, didn't you? Isn't it boring to sit alone? Didn't you hear what Lan Song said? No one leaves sober today. Come on, if you don't drink red wine, at least have some beer!" As the man said this, he filled a glass and handed it to He Zhilan.
He Zhilan had never been in such a situation before. In her past life, she was always scraping by at the bottom of society. Even when she met Liu Jiang, he never took her out, so her life was always simple. She had absolutely no experience with social drinking.
"I'm sorry, but I don't drink." He Zhilan rigidly refused, then got up to return her glass to the table, intending to move somewhere else.
