"I'll have both glasses. Manman doesn't drink." Wen Yun directly took the drink in front of Lu Manman, extremely protective.
Mo Yuanxiu smiled and glanced at Lu Manman.
The Lu Manman of the past would have been touched by how protective Wen Yun was of her. But now, she was simply rendered speechless by how disgusting she found it. She was about to take her glass back when an idea struck her, and she looked up at Mo Yuanxiu.
There was a hidden intention in Mo Yuanxiu's eyes.
Did this man enjoy such psychological warfare?!
Lu Manman's sweet voice was extremely gentle as she cooed, "Yun, don't get drunk."
What she meant was that she had agreed to let him drink on her behalf.
"Don't worry." Wen Yun was also extremely gentle.
Mo Yuanxiu nonchalantly picked up his glass and clinked it with Wen Yun's.
He downed his glass of red wine.
Wen Yun had no choice but to empty his glass.
