After thoroughly waking from their alcohol-induced haze, the British man poured a glass for Yixiu. When he was about to pour a glass for Lin Yixun, she shook her head at him.
"I don't drink."
"Beautiful lady, this wine doesn't make you drunk. You can try a little. It's very good." Although the British man's Chinese wasn't fluent, it didn't hinder understanding.
Lin Yixun looked at the swaying red liquid in front of her, feeling some temptation, and said softly, "Just a little."
After pouring the wine, the British man tactfully left. For a moment, only she and Yixiu were left in the entire villa. Without much common language to share, Lin Yixun and Yixiu chose silence, sullenly sipping their red wine.
