After a hasty meal, Mi Jing picked up the wine glass on the table, wanting to drink some alcohol to suppress the anger surging in her chest. But before the glass reached her lips, her hand was grabbed by a large hand, stopping her mid-motion.
What is he doing? Not allowing her to drink?
Mi Jing looked up at Shen Lingxing, her bright eyes filled with confusion.
"Chen drank from this glass."
Shen Lingxing's deep and captivating eyes met Mi Jing's puzzled gaze. As he spoke, he removed the glass from her hand and placed it back on the table, then picked up another unused glass and poured a small amount of wine.
"Drink this one." Shen Lingxing smiled faintly as he handed the glass to Mi Jing.
Without a second of hesitation, Mi Jing took the glass and downed the wine in one go.
"Cough, cough..."
She drank too fast, causing Mi Jing to choke. She put down the glass and covered her mouth, coughing.
"Drink slowly." Shen Lingxing gently patted Mi Jing's back, reminding her.