"Angel, there's a saying in China that things don't happen more than three times. How about another drink?" Bai Zhiqing elegantly said to Angel.
Lu Tianxing was completely stunned at this moment. What kind of game was this? He knew Bai Zhiqing's drinking capacity; it wasn't exactly abstinent, but it was limited. After all, red wine is still alcohol, and while it doesn't seem as intoxicating, its aftereffects are significant. With Bai Zhiqing drinking like this, she'd inevitably get drunk sooner or later.
Lin Yafei, on the other hand, looked at Lu Tianxing with a strange expression. As a woman, she understood women's thoughts better than Lu Tianxing, so while he couldn't grasp Bai Zhiqing's intentions, Lin Yafei knew clearly.
