Mai Ji wanted to cry, wanted to go home, wanted his mom...
Foreigners can handle red wine, but they're terrible with white liquor. At this moment, Mai Ji didn't care about Nalan Suqin's other poses; he just prayed to leave alive, which would already be God's blessing!
However, seeing Nalan Suqin's stern gaze and thinking of the generous reward, Mai Ji steeled his heart, took a deep breath, and downed the glass in one gulp.
"Mr. Mai Ji is quite straightforward. According to Huaxia customs, we drink in three rounds. Come on, let's have two more glasses." Lin Fan filled Mai Ji's glass again with white liquor.
Mai Ji gritted his teeth and forced himself to drink two more glasses. His face started turning red, and he looked like he was about to pass out, swaying back and forth.
"This little thing isn't drunk yet? Daring to drink with Nalan, fooling me with her! See how I'll deal with you!"
