Yi Jian held up the engraved silver cup and watched Zhuo Ran pour the wine for Zhong Qing. His indifferent expression remained unchanged. He just moved his thin lips slightly, then raised his own cup and drank it indifferently.
All.
But after he drank, he raised his head and looked at Zhuoran with a cold look in his eyes.
In fact, he didn't know if he was being too preoccupied.
I always feel that...Zhuoran's attitude towards Zhongqing is very enthusiastic.
Enthusiastic, a little too much.
He naturally knew that Zhuoran and Zhong Xin had been childhood sweethearts since they were little. They had already decided on this marriage when they were still in their wombs.
However, he also knew that from childhood to adulthood, Zhong Xin was always present wherever Zhong Qing appeared, and Zhuo Ran would also be there.
Zhuoran filled Zhong Qing's glass with wine, then raised his own glass, touched it with Zhong Qing, turned his head, looked at Zhong Xin, and then said to Yi Jian: "Let's have a drink together."
Yi Jian leaned there lazily, her eyes were light and indifferent, and she didn't speak.
Zhong Qing raised the cup and wanted to drink it, but Yi Jian reached out and held her wrist: "Don't drink."
Yi Jian's tone was very shallow, but there was a touch of courage.
Zhong Xin and Zhuo Ran were already wary of Yi Jian, but now that he spoke like this, the smiles on their faces faded, and they could only agree with Yi Jian and said: "Zhong Qing, how about you change the fruit wine?"
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Zhong Qing's smile also stiffened. She turned her head and looked at Yi Jian, and then at the cautious expression of her second sister. She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in her heart, and she quietly removed her wrist from Yi Jian's.
He gently slid his hand away and said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter...just one drink, you can't get drunk. It's rare that Zhuoran and the second sister are here today...just follow me."
Yi Jian's eyes were very pale, and the dark pupils were like a pool of stagnant water. They were very quiet and fell on Zhong Qing's body, which actually created an icy coldness.
Zhong Qing was used to Yi Jian's unpredictable temperament, and knew that he seemed angry at this moment. She thought he was unwilling to let her drink the wine, so she curled her lips and said, "Look at you, you are always
This scared Zhuo Ran and the second sister..."
There seemed to be a hint of accusation hidden in her tone. Yi Jian paused and slowly took his fingers away from her wrist.
