Su Nian's defiance further confirmed Zheng Haoyu's thoughts, making him grip her waist even tighter. "If I let you go, what are you going to do?"
If Su Nian could explain clearly to Zheng Haoyu at this moment, he probably wouldn't resort to any extreme measures. Unfortunately, Su Nian was a hard nut to crack herself, "I want to drink."
Drink?
With one arm around Su Nian, Zheng Haoyu picked up a cup from the table with his other hand, not even looking at it before handing it to Su Nian, "Drink it."
Su Nian was silent. She was only mentioning drinking as an excuse; all she wanted was for him to let her go.
With a teasing smile, Zheng Haoyu challenged, "What's wrong, afraid to drink?"
"Humph, who says?" Su Nian raised her wrist, grasping the delicate cup with one hand, and poured the entire glass of whiskey down her throat. The spicy taste made her choke, causing tears to well up in her eyes.
With cup in hand, she challenged Zheng Haoyu, "How's that? Refill my cup!"
