Yun'er ignored Lan Jing's "provocation," poured a cup of wine, leaned her body towards Ye Fan, and with a fragrant breath, she said, "Young master, please taste the wine."
Ye Fan didn't need his nose to sense that there seemed to be something added to the wine, something similar to the Disperse Skill Powder.
"But this is my toast to you, young master." Yun'er was a bit anxious, her face showing some embarrassment, she slightly nodded and said, "Could it be that you want me to personally feed you this cup of wine?"
Perhaps it was the unique charm of a courtesan, Yun'er's every move seemed to aim to attract men's attention, but in Ye Fan's view, her artificiality and pretense were too obvious, making him dislike it.
He glanced over at Li Zhaojun, who was smiling at him, seemingly interested in how he would handle the awkward situation.
As for Min Shang, her expression was much more indifferent, only staring at him with widened eyes.
