"Manager Shui, aren't you making this a bit too difficult for people?"
Shen Yuyan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in her heart, and looked calmly at Shui Xiong,
"Let's do this then, to show my apology for being late earlier, I'll drink a glass first, and later I'll toast to you all again. What do you think about that?"
"Sister Shen...!"
Zhao Jing, standing beside her, promptly became anxious.
She was very clear about Shen Yuyan's tolerance for liquor, which was probably around half a liter of baijiu.
If she really drank this glass on an empty stomach now, she would definitely get drunk later.
However, before she could finish speaking, Shen Yuyan had already waved her hand to cut her off, "Little Jing, don't worry about me, I know my limits."
"But..."
Zhao Jing seemed to want to say more, but Shen Yuyan did not give her another chance to speak, instead turning to Shui Xiong and Bai Pojun,
