Suddenly caught in Ren Yao's spotlight for a toast, Mu Yan felt like she'd been conscripted.
She understood Ren Yao's awkwardness and didn't really want to help her out.
However, with so many people watching, if she refused, rumors of her arrogance would quickly spread in the entertainment industry.
In the fiercely competitive entertainment circle, there might be someone here who doesn't like her.
With a smile, Mu Yan said, "I'm also pleased to meet Sister Yao. As a senior, I should be toasting you instead."
As she spoke, she reached for her wine glass.
Unfortunately, the glass was taken before she could grasp it.
"Mu Yan can't drink; I'll drink this on her behalf," Lin Jiamu intercepted the glass, looked at Ren Yao, and downed the drink in one go.
Mu Yan stared at him blankly. It wasn't necessary, just a drink.
Instinctively, she glanced at the man beside her, his eyes downcast, lost in thought, seemingly detached from the surroundings.
