The man chuckled lightly, "Then whose date are you?"
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned, unsure of how to respond.
"See, you’re not speaking again. Alright, alright, I won’t ask. Sing a song, sing a song..." The man handed the microphone to Qiao Mo and then addressed everyone, "Co on, let’s give a round of applause. We must support the beautiful lady when she sings."
Soon, the room quieted down.
The eyes of both the n and won fell on Qiao Mo, seemingly eager to support her performance.
Qiao Mo looked at the microphone that was forcibly given to her, frowned, but showed no intention to sing, and calmly placed the microphone on the coffee table, "I can’t sing."
As soon as she spoke, the man’s expression turned sowhat sour, obviously unable to maintain his composure.
"Just sing anything," the man spoke again, with a hint of displeasure in his voice.
"I’m sorry, I really can’t," Qiao Mo refused again.
The man seed to be restraining his temper, smiling as he passed a glass of whiskey to Qiao Mo, "It’s okay if you can’t sing, just take a drink as a forfeit."
"Yes... drinking will do too!" Soone chid in imdiately.
Qiao Mo looked at the glass of wine in front of her and instinctively glanced towards Fu Nancheng, who was watching her with half-closed eyes, showing no intention of speaking up for her.
Qiao Mo withdrew her gaze and didn’t reach for the glass in front of her, "Sorry, I can’t drink."
At this mont, the man’s face truly couldn’t hold up, and seeing the mocking glances from those around him, he said unsympathetically, "Miss, you’re disrespecting . What, do you look down on , Sun Yuhao?"
The man reeked of a strong sll of smoke and alcohol, and sitting next to her was sowhat overwhelming.
Oddly enough, even the sll of smoke was nowhere near as pleasant as his faint scent.
"I’m sorry, it’s not that I’m disrespecting you; I get drunk easily, I really can’t drink." Seeing that he wouldn’t give up and that everyone in the room was staring at her, Qiao Mo had to explain once more.
"Heh, you can learn to drink! No one is born knowing how to drink! After a few tis, you’ll pick it up!"
"I really can’t drink," Qiao Mo truly didn’t want to drink. She hadn’t eaten much since getting up early this morning, and earlier, she planned to eat after finishing the dress. Unexpectedly, Yan Yiheng ca over, and now with an empty stomach, this strong drink would probably do her in.
"I say, Young Master Sun, it’s clear the lady isn’t interested in you, can’t you understand that?"
Sun Yuhao’s face turned sowhat unpleasant, but at this mont, he beca aggressive, supporting one hand behind Qiao Mo’s back, forcibly bringing the glass of liquor to her lips, and began pouring it down.
There’s no way Qiao Mo would agree, raising her hand to shove the glass away, "Get lost! I’m not drinking!"
In the struggle, half of the whiskey in the glass kept splashing around, with the amber liquid rolling like waves.
Sun Yuhao refused to give up, seemingly only able to regain a bit of face if Qiao Mo drank the glass, but Qiao Mo was never soone to accept things passively.
She grabbed the glass and overturned it.
The glass instantly toppled over onto Sun Yuhao, spilling the amber liquid all over him, and he shot up angrily, glaring at Qiao Mo, "Stop pretending to be innocent! You ungrateful thing!"
The private room fell silent at once, and the won who had been laughing earlier all went silent.
The n mostly showed no sympathy, as no one would offend their business partners or ’friends’ for a woman.
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