Jessica's smile stiffened on her face as her eyes blazed with fury, staring at him.
Andrei stood awkwardly to the side, not knowing what to do. Huo Qi was shocked by Ao Chen's actions. At a time like this, to actually say such words—what was he thinking?
Others didn't know and thought he wanted to crash the wedding.
Jessica's smile was forced, "Ao Chen, no wonder Huo Qi doesn't like you. You're really asking for it, too much."
Ao Chen subconsciously looked toward Huo Qi. Huo Qi wasn't looking at him but staring straight ahead, uncertain, his fingers tightening around the champagne glass, his complexion flashing with contemplation and discomfort, "Sorry, I drank too much."
Drank too much after two sips of champagne?
Jessica didn't persist or cause Ao Chen to lose face. She simply smiled and, arm in arm with Andrei, walked away.
