Ye Wanwan grinned. “Ge, give it to me, eh.”
Ye Mu Fan frowned. “What do you want it for?”
Ye Wanwan: “I’m drinking it!”
Ye Mu Fan stared at her, alarmed. “YE WANWAN! Don’t try to bluff! Are you planning to get that wild man drunk so he’s easier to tackle?!”
Ye Wanwan: “…”
…
Alas, Ye Wanwan still snatched that bottle of red wine from Ye Mu Fan then happily hummed on her way back to Jin garden.
“Baby, I’m home!”
Si Ye Han was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a chess board laid out on the coffee table. Upon hearing her voice, he placed a chess piece down lightly and lifted his gaze, looking towards her.
Ye Wanwan changed her shoes while exclaiming excitedly, “Hehe, darling, let me tell you something – I acted like a little white flower with a bitter fate and pissed Liang Mei Xuan and Ye Yiyi off so badly this evening. I think the Oscars owes me a little golden man…”
She rambled away when Si Ye Han caught sight of something in her hands. “What’s that you’re holding?”
Ye Wanwan suddenly felt a little guilty. “Uh… it’s wine…”
Si Ye Han knitted his brows – of course he knew it was wine.
Ye Wanwan skipped over and coaxed him, “Don’t frown – things went so smoothly for my first task in the company. Shouldn’t we at least drink and celebrate?”
Si Ye Han’s expression was cold. There was no room for negotiation as he said, “The contract.”
Ye Wanwan replied, “Fine fine fine, I know the contract stated I’m not allowed to drink, but I’m in a good mood and really want to drink a little. I swear I’ll only drink a little!”
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