However, this kind of clear soup noodles is not decorated with powder, petite and pure, and looks like a student girl. This is the first time I have seen it.

Everyone's eyes fell on An Ruo. She couldn't stand their scorching gazes, so she could only lower her head and keep her eyes shut.

Tang Yuchen is very familiar with this place, and he can be said to be the king here.

Here, he doesn't need to say hello to anyone deliberately. He does his own way and his every move is full of kingly style.

An Ruo sat with him on the leather sofa. Although he was very calm on his face, he actually had no confidence.

She knew that she shouldn't come to this place, but she still stubbornly followed her.

The waitress prepared two bottles of 1988-year-old red wine for Tang Yuchen, and the rose liquid was poured into the goblet, emitting a magnificent light.

Tang Yuchen picked up the wine glass, put it on his lips and shook it, and suddenly pressed the cold cup edge on An Ruo's pink lips.

“Drink it.”

An Ruo was stunned and then carefully avoided, "I can't drink."

The man stared at her with a dark look, smiling slightly at the corner of his mouth, but not speaking.

Under his gaze, An Ruo was defeated.

She raised her hand and wanted to take the wine glass. Tang Yuchen avoided her hand and pressed the edge of the glass back on her lips.

With a small mouth slightly opened, she could only drink with his hands. No matter how mellow the wine was poured into her throat, it had a spicy smell.

Tang Yuchen deliberately opposed her, poured her cup and poured her big mouthfuls of wine into An Ruo's mouth. She frowned and mumbled and drank. After drinking the last sip, she suddenly turned off and covered her mouth and coughed violently.

"How does it taste?" The man's big hand fell on her back and gently stroked it, as if helping her to calm her breath, as if it was an ambiguous hint.

An Ruo shook his head, not sure if he was choked or drunk, his fair little face turned slightly red, "I can't get used to drinking."

The man curled his lips and smiled, poured a glass of whiskey with his own hands, half a cup, no more or less, but the alcohol content of this half cup was very high.

“Try this again.”

An Ruo hurriedly shook his head: "I can't drink anymore."

Tang Yuchen shook his wine glass and smiled faintly: "An Ruo, don't you want to get back An's cooperation?"

"But... I'll get drunk again."

"What are you afraid of? I'm here. No one dares to touch you even if you get drunk." Of course, except him.

An Ruo's eyes flashed slightly, and she felt a little moved.

If you just drink a glass of wine, you can get back the An family’s cooperation, which is also quite cost-effective.

"Okay, I'll drink."

Tang Yuchen suddenly smiled and shook his head: "You have been thinking about it for too long, and I have changed my mind."

He clapped his hands, and immediately a waitress brought eighteen test tube wines.

The wine in the eighteen test tubes has different colors. Under the light, it is colorful and reflects a dazzling and seductive light.

"This is the characteristic of Mingdian, but the name is not good, it is called the Eighteenth Hell, but the taste of drinking each wine is wonderful. If you finish this, I will agree to continue working with An's family."

Tang Yuchen said calmly, but An Ruo's face turned pale.

The Eighteenth Level Hell, listening to this name makes people feel chilled.

If she drinks these wines, she will definitely die.

"I'll drink them all for five minutes, otherwise you will never have a chance." The man curled his lips and smiled with a terrible smile, a little bad, and a little bad intention.

An Ruo knew in her heart that this was really her last chance.

Taking a deep breath, she took off a test tube and tilted her head and drank it in one breath.
Chapter completed!