Mu Donglin wasn't in the best of moods, and his desire to antagonize was beyond words.
No one had expected him to make such a remark.
Alas, no one could say anything about it.
Slightly embarrassed, CEO Yang was quick to intervene. "Eldest Young Master Mu, Miss Li is a lady and can't hold her drink. Why don't I…"
"You wish to drink on her behalf?" Mu Donglin shifted his icy gaze onto the man. "What's your relationship with her?"
CEO Yang was stumped for words.
Li Beinian drew back her lips briefly and then finished her wine.
It wasn't as though she couldn't hold a glass of wine.
Still smiling pleasantly, she said in a teasing tone, "Eldest Young Master Mu appears to be in a bad mood today."
"On the contrary, I'm in quite a good mood." Mu Donglin looked indifferent, as always. Then, sounding a little more relaxed, he suggested, "Especially when I look at you drinking. Why don't you have a few more glasses?"
