Wen Mian didn't see the message and naturally didn't know the tricks these people were playing.
But it was only when Wen Mian arrived at the scene that she realized something was wrong.
Someone proactively approached Wen Mian.
One drink after another was poured down, making Wen Mian's head start to feel dizzy.
If it weren't for these people, Wen Mian would never have come to such a place.
Nor would she suddenly drink recklessly like this.
"Miss Wen, have another drink," someone said.
Wen Mian waved her hand, already feeling a bit drunk at this point.
"No, I can't drink any more," she replied.
At that time, Wen Mian really wanted to keep her distance from others.
There wasn't a single trustworthy friend by her side.
If something were to happen to Wen Mian, who would help her?
Wen Mian lowered her head and pushed the wine glass further away.
She carried an attitude of wanting to ignore everything around her.
"I'm sorry, I can't drink too much," she said.
