After saying that, Ni An turned and left.

Xia Kexing clenched her fists, her eyes bloodshot as she stared at Ni An's retreating figure, anger rising within them.

"You don't know what's good for you!"

She meant well by reminding Ni An not to be influenced by bad company, but Ni An, instead, mocked her.

It's like a dog biting Lü Dongbin—they don't appreciate a kind heart!

Xia Kexing glared at Ming Yao with a sinister look, her eyes sharp as knives, as if she wanted to tear her to pieces.

Just as Mingyao was about to drink, she suddenly felt a chill in the air.

She frowned, shivered involuntarily, and then rubbed the goosebumps that had risen on her arms. It was getting late and a bit cold.

In the blink of an eye, Mingyao's hand was empty again.

"Huh?" She reached out to snatch it, but Pei Siyu had already drunk the wine in her glass.

Mingyao: "..."

So, he can't even get a drink here himself, and Mingyao has reason to suspect that Pei Siyu is shielding her from drinking.

But why?

Mingyao squinted, staring intently at the man in front of her, her heart filled with suspicion.

Why would Pei Siyu shield her from drinking for no reason? Was he worried about her?

Her thoughts were in disarray for a moment, and her heartbeat became erratic.

"President Pei, please continue drinking."

His colleagues rarely saw Pei Siyu drink like this, and they kept offering him more wine.

Pei Siyu had already drunk quite a bit, and his usually cold and aloof face was flushed red from the alcohol. His phoenix eyes, which were always piercingly sharp, had also become hazy under the influence of alcohol.

Mingyao frowned. Pei Siyu, who was always self-disciplined and reserved, shouldn't be drinking so unrestrainedly.