Zhuo Junyue's face showed no difference, he smiled faintly and put some food into her bowl.
"Baby, it's okay, I just wanted to try it first, to see which dish tastes better, go ahead and eat."
Ningyan heard him say this and didn't think much of it, she nodded, "I'm already hungry."
Zhuo Junyue watched her eat, glanced at the two glasses of wine, "Baby, you keep eating, I'll go change the wine, I'll be right back, this wine doesn't taste good."
Ningyan felt a bit puzzled, she had just taken a sip and thought the wine was fine, quite fragrant actually.
However, thinking about how picky her little uncle was, it was normal for him to have high standards, so Ningyan didn't think too much more of it.
Zhuo Junyue took the two wine glasses and walked out, when he turned around, his whole face seemed to darken, as if it were the calm before the storm.
He took out his phone, dialed a number lightly, "Check immediately, see who drugged my wine, who gave him such guts?"
