"Found it, here." Mo Lingling handed him a charger, her pink lips curling into a sweet smile.
Qin Yi reached out to take it and plugged his phone into the charger.
Immediately after, he picked up his glass and downed it in one gulp.
Watching the empty glass, Mo Lingling's hand gripping the wine glass tightened continuously, and her eyes sparkled with delight.
Fearing to arouse his suspicion, she lifted her glass to her lips and sipped lightly.
She urged in a gentle whisper, "Chu Chen, drink slowly, don't choke."
With Ji Mingqian's coaching, Qin Yi's acting could just about hold up.
He grabbed the bottle, poured himself another full glass, and gulped it down again.
The more he drank, the happier Mo Lingling felt inside.
Suddenly, Qin Yi put down his glass and raised his hand to his forehead.
Knowing the inside story, Mo Lingling's eyes flashed with a triumphant sneer, and she asked with feigned innocence, "Chu Chen, what's wrong?"
