But then she picked up the wine and smelled it, and the man beside her was eager for her to drink it.

Song Sifan wanted to take the glass of wine, but he felt that Maomao wouldn't be so easily fooled. Besides, she probably didn't want to see him right now.

He watched for a while and saw that the cat was just talking to the man, bringing the wine to her lips several times, and then taking it away, which made the man anxious and kept banging on the table.

"What's wrong? Are you nervous?" the cat asked the person next to her, puzzled.

"Yes, how could I not be nervous talking to a big star like you..." the man said, but what he was really nervous about was why the cat hadn't drunk any alcohol yet.

"Relax, celebrities are human too," the cat said casually.

The man smiled. "Why aren't you drinking? Don't you like the taste?"

The cat shook its head, looking dejected, and said, "What's the point of drinking if you're not drinking together?"

The man was delighted. "So that's how it is. It's all my fault. How could I let the lady drink alone? Bring me a glass of whiskey."

The cat asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why don't you drink a cocktail?"

The man said, "I prefer whiskey." Actually, it's because it's faster; mixing drinks is a waste of time.

Cat said, "I think mixing drinks is pretty simple. How about I mix you one?"

With that, the cat put down its glass, walked around to the side, and went behind the bar.

The man paused for a moment. "Brewing is difficult, Kitty. There's no need to go through all that trouble. Besides, a bartender's things are personal items; you can't just touch them."

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than the bartender said, "It's okay, use whatever you like."

Not only can he use his things as he pleases, but he can even mess with this boat! This guy is incredibly audacious to have such filthy thoughts about the cat.

He could already foresee what would happen to this man after the Second Master arrived.

At this moment, the cat looked at each of the cocktails and smelled them. As a perfumer, she was naturally very sensitive to the smells of these drinks.

She picked up a glass, twirled it in her hand with such grace, it was hard to believe she was a complete novice! And as she shook the ice, the silver glass slipped from her hand, sliding down her arm to her other hand, making the bartender's eyes light up!

This person is a professional!

The man was also drawn to the cat's graceful movements. He looked at the cat in amazement and said, "Cat, you didn't learn how to mix drinks, did you?"

The cat poured some crushed ice into the blanket. "No, isn't this simple?"

She continued to mix in other drinks, and her series of fancy moves amazed everyone.

Finally, she poured in the red wine, and the original color in the glass suddenly revealed a bewitching red hue.

The cat added a lemon slice at the end, then pushed the wine toward the man, saying, "Please."

"This wine smells...quite nice. Does it have a name?"

The cat shook its head. "No, this is a drink I made especially for you."

The man, brimming with a sense of superiority, handed the cup of "Fish and Bird Love" to the cat, saying, "Now, we can both drink it, right?"

Cat nodded, but still looked at him expectantly, "You drink first, and see how my first cocktail is."

Who could bear the expectations of a beautiful woman?

The man readily agreed, tilting his head back and taking a sip. The exquisite flavor slid across his mouth, filling all his senses. He shuddered, as if he were in a dream, and felt so comfortable that he wanted to groan.

"This wine is amazing...!" the man said in disbelief. He hadn't had high hopes, but the taste was unexpectedly good!

Suddenly, the bartender became curious as well.

"Your turn," the man said.

The cat held the wine glass but didn't drink it. She just looked at the man and smiled, and her smile grew brighter and brighter.

The man was initially quite pleased with himself, but gradually he realized that she didn't seem to be smiling at him, so he immediately turned around!

A hand patted him heavily on the shoulder, and someone sat down next to him. "Having a drink?"

The man stared blankly to the side, then nodded anxiously, "Yes... Second Master, what brings you here?"

Of course he knew Mu Jin! How could anyone on this ship not know her! But he dared not look at Mu Jin, afraid of saying the wrong word. It was said that if he angered Mu Jin, the consequences would be dire!

Mu Jin said casually, "It's lively downstairs, what kind of wine did you order for her?"

Mu Jin took the glass of wine directly from the cat's hand and placed it between the two of them.

At this moment, everyone looked in this direction.

The man swallowed hard. Should he speak? Did Mu Jin not recognize this wine? Although ordering any kind of wine here wasn't unusual, he still felt a little flustered at the thought of exposing his intentions to everyone.

"This wine is called... 'Fish and Bird Love'."

"A good name." Mu Jin nodded appreciatively. "Is it good?"

"It's delicious."

Mu Jin beckoned the bartender over, "Since you like it so much, come here and make him ten cups of Fish and Bird Love."

The man trembled in fear. "I won't..."

Mu Jin patted his shoulder again, "I rarely treat people to drinks, are you not giving me face?"

The man quickly shook his head, "How could I dare to disrespect Second Master? It's just... it's just that this wine..."

One cup is enough to knock him out, let alone ten! He'd be dead after drinking that much!

Mu Jin, however, seemed oblivious and urged the bartender, "Hurry up. If you keep dawdling like this, I'll replace you. I don't like people who lack service spirit."

The bartender broke out in a cold sweat. This guy, Second Master, is torturing others; don't involve him...

In order to keep his job, the bartender set out ten glasses and quickly mixed drinks.

In less than two minutes, the ten cups of "Fish and Bird Love" were finished.

"Second Master, it's ready."

Mu Jin looked at the man beside her, "Don't strain yourself, drink up."

The man reached for the cup, steeling himself. "Fine, I'll drink it! It's better than offending Master Jin."

But just as he touched the glass, he heard the cat's cheerful voice, "Ah Jin, he's already drunk the drink I specially mixed for him. If you let him drink so much, he'll get drunk."

The man looked at the cat gratefully. Even though everyone knew that drinking so much of the Fish and Bird Love drink would make him drunk to death, no one would have said a word for him. Only she spoke up. He couldn't help but feel proud of his charm. He decided that once he won her over, he would give her more benefits.

"You, specially, mixed the drink for him?" Mu Jin looked at Maomao, his tone gradually becoming more serious, his lips curling up as if he were smiling, but it was a little hard to understand what the big boss was smiling about.