As soon as those words came out, Li Zaijun: "…!"
Her face turned red and then white, she simply didn't know what to say.
Watching him raise the hand holding the bottle once more, she directly went up and snatched it:
"What are you drinking for? I've already told you, you can't drink too much. And be clear with your words, how do I have other men around me? Don't you know who's always by my side? It's only ever been you!"
She was truly infuriated by him.
Here he was, making something out of nothing.
She held onto the bottle tightly, and since he didn't dare to really use force, she ultimately snatched the bottle from him.
Shen Lin gazed at her, probably from standing in the wind for too long; his clothes were a bit disheveled, and his eyes were dry and red.
He looked at her, his lips slightly moving:
"But you're so harsh to me. Do you really like me? You're gentler to that man than you are to me."
Li Zaijun: "…???"
