"Mr. Chu, shall we drink up?"
The eldest son of the Jiangnan Li family, Li Hongda, had taken a sudden interest. He raised his wine cup towards Chu Mo, his eyes carrying a faint glimmer of admiration and approval.
When Chu Mo had proactively offered a toast just now, Li Hongda seemed distracted and responded perfunctorily. It was unexpected that he would now initiate a toast.
Chu Mo's wine cup in front of him was already upside down, and originally he had planned to stop there. However, considering the unusual interest of the eldest Li son, Chu Mo did not refuse. He turned his hand over and picked up the wine cup, then slightly raised his eyebrows towards Yang Duoer opposite him.
The white porcelain wine pot was right beside Yang Duoer. Although Chu Mo could easily reach over and pour himself a drink, Yang Duoer, the daughter of the Yang family, had filled his cup the previous few times, so naturally, this time shouldn't be any different.
