"Aunt, please stop drinking!"
In the Shangguan Family's dining hall.
Lin Fan awkwardly looked at Shangguan Min Yue's mother sitting opposite him.
Since she came in, she had only spoken one sentence.
And then she kept drinking relentlessly.
"I'm a woman of a good family, not good with words, I just want to thank you for saving my daughter, so I'll finish this cup!"
Mrs. Shangguan, who had already had five cups, had a flushed face.
She, born with social anxiety, had never sat with strangers before.
Now, her entire body was shaking uncontrollably.
But since her husband had requested,
she could only oblige, even at the risk of her life.
"Please, Aunt, you cannot drink any more... otherwise, it could be fatal!"
Lin Fan hurriedly grabbed her hand.
A two-tael cup, these five cups made up half a kilogram.
For someone who couldn't drink alcohol, that was poison.
"How about... how about... that... that... that... looking at my leg?"
