Qin Yin took a bottle of wine from Secretary Jin and said, "Zhang Yong, if you don't want these two bottles of wine, then you can only smash them. Alas, there will be two fewer bottles of good wine in the world."
After she said this, she paused for a while to give Zhang Yong some time to think, then threw the wine bottle in her hand onto the ground with a "clink".
The wine bottle shattered, and the wine spilled all over the ground. The rich aroma of the wine instantly spread everywhere. It was indeed good wine, the fragrance so strong and intoxicating that just smelling it, one would feel slightly drunk.
Secretary Jin looked at the wine smashed on the ground with distress, "Yinyin, you really went through with it."
"If I don't let him smell it, how else can I stir his craving," Qin Yin said softly.
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Yong pulled the door open from inside.
