Fu Tingyan stared at the cold and beautiful face in front of him, waiting for her answer.
After a long silence, the person said calmly, "You have the wrong person."
Fu Tingyan heard this sentence four times and felt inexplicably frustrated. He looked at the goblet in her hand. Half of the red liquid had already been drunk, and there was still half left. He suddenly reached out and snatched the goblet from her hand, he put it to his mouth, raised his head, and drank it in one gulp, as if to vent his dissatisfaction.
The goblet was just casually held in his hand, so it was easily snatched away by him. She watched as he drank the rest of the wine.
Just then, a waiter came over. Fu Tingyan put the empty goblet into the tray, and then pulled her in the direction of the lounge.
Fu Tingyu was a man and had learned martial arts. He didn't give her a chance to refuse, so she could only follow him.
