At this moment, the tea table inside the private room was surrounded by a dense crowd, each person's gaze fixed on the tea table, every expression distinctly different.
Most of the people wore amused expressions, not believing that a high-end club like Eastern Pearl could have counterfeit wine, even more so, they were hoping to see Ye Feng make a fool of himself.
In their eyes, although Ye Feng was capable of fighting, he was still just a man who relied on women, and such a person was not fit to mingle with them!
Unlike the majority, the few girls who had been teasing Ye Feng earlier all hoped that the bottle of red wine was indeed fake because they did not like to see their newly admired hero being embarrassed.
Seemingly sensing the eager emotions of the crowd, the corners of Wan Shaoling's mouth curled up even more. In his eyes, Ye Feng making a fool of himself this time was inevitable.
