Not paying attention to Mu Shen, Jun Zixuan glanced at the wine glass in front of him that was filled to the brim.
Mu Shen's eyes widened as he followed his gaze.
Jun Boyan frowned, "Brother, we can sort the matter. You don't need toโฆ." The rest of his words remained in his throat as he watched his brother picking up the wine glass and downing it one go.
Jun Zixuan closed his eyes as the sweet taste of the exquisite wine glide from his tongue down his throat. The image of her talking to that 'ugly' guy flashed in his mind.
When he reached here, Jun Zixuan had sent Steward Gu back to the Ren Mansion so it meant he was going to drive by himself, Mu Shen thought.
"Xuan, you can't drive, you are drunk," He said, looking at the man who was walking towards the Bentley in the parking lot.
Jun Zixuan paused and turned around. "Do I look like I am drunk?" He asked, pointing at his face.
