Jiang Nanshu peered at the bottom of her glass.
Why were there still tiny particles undissolved?
Any observant person could see that something was added, who would drink that?
Jiang Nanshu crouched and searched for chopsticks in the banquet hall, hoping to stir the drink.
After a long while, she only found knives and forks, not a single chopstick.
She casually grabbed a fork and furiously stirred the red wine.
"Nannan, what are you sneakily doing here?" This sudden voice startled Jiang Nanshu.
She turned around to see Jiang Yunchuan in a white suit, eyeing her curiously.
Jiang Nanshu: "..."
With a calm and graceful face, she removed the fork from the wine, "Just washing a fork, no big deal."
Jiang Yunchuan: "..."
It was his first time seeing someone wash a fork with red wine.
After washing, Jiang Nanshu, heartachingly, poured out the tampered wine.
Taking the fork, now redolent of wine, she began to eat a cake.
