This time, Qin Shanyuan found himself in a dilemma. He looked at Liang Jiaying, feeling all wronged. He pursed his lips and asked, "Do I really have to drink them?"
The maidservant smiled and said, "Young master Qin, don't use the honey trap with Jiaying. It's no use. You must drink!"
Qin Shanyuan took a deep breath. "All right."
He picked up the white glass and sniffed it. There was nothing special about it. He pinched his nose and opened his mouth. He drank it in one gulp. The liquid didn't slide down his throat before he spat it out.
Qin Shanyuan almost cried. "It's damn lemonade! It's 100% lemonade! You guys are too cruel!"
Liang Jiaying pursed her lips and smiled. "Although it's a bit sour, but it's good as an appetizer. You can eat more in the afternoon."
Qin Shanyuan heaved a long sigh and took another glass. This green color wasn't a good sign.
"Is this poison?"
