Jun Moyan lifted his eyes to glance at him, then turned his attention to the red wine in front of him.
At his side, Ji Hongyan watched the development of the situation, barely able to conceal her excitement, her hands with red-painted nails subconsciously grabbing onto her skirt.
The corner of her eye kept a vigilant lock on Jun Moyan next to her, just waiting for him to drink.
"Meow~"
Wen Xiao'ai called out to Jun Moyan, her voice not very loud, but loud enough for everyone present to hear.
Jun Moyan looked at the somewhat anxious Wen Xiao'ai, thinking of how this little creature despised drunkards.
"Your elder brother is toasting you," Madam Jun said with an authoritative tone.
"Moyan is injured," Grandfather Jun immediately came out in defense.
"He looks quite healthy to me, and it's just one glass of wine. What could possibly go wrong?"
Wen Xiao'ai turned her head and glared fiercely at Madam Jun.
