This way, Qin Shiqing owes her a favor and will naturally feel goodwill toward her.
In full view, Zhang Yuanhang grimaced, picked up the bowl and took a sip, only to find that even the finest wine was unbearably spicy at this moment. Seeing Nanaz pouring more wine into his bowl, he had a bright idea, simply played dead, took two sips, put down the bowl, and fell onto the dining table with a bang.
"Boss Zhang?"
Nanaz called him twice, and Zhang Yuanhang pretended not to hear.
Ding Linna's face showed a look of disdain.
That's it?
You still dare to drink and cause trouble.
Do you even know your own limits?
With Young Master Zhang down, tonight's rowdy dinner was about over, and besides, it was getting late.
Su Zelin made a call to his younger brother to have someone come and "carry him away."
Actually, he knew Zhang Yuanhang wasn't incapacitated, he was probably just playing dead to give himself an out.
"President Ding, thank you for earlier, are you okay?"
