"What fine wine..."
Even Xia Jin, who had tasted countless fine wines, couldn't help but let her eyes light up. She cast aside the subordinate's image she had been deliberately maintaining, tilted back her snow-white neck, and drained the cup in one go, appearing quite heroic.
"You'Er, fill the General's cup."
Jiang Lan, who was leisurely sipping his own wine, watched this unfold. The smile on his lips deepened as he gave the order.
You'Er did as she was told and stepped forward to refill Xia Jin's cup.
"This wine is something that should only exist in the heavens."
Her gaze was brilliant. She drained the cup once more, a crimson flush appearing on her fair, clear cheeks. Then, she narrowed her eyes slightly, as if savoring the wine's aftertaste.
Jiang Lan chuckled. Noticing You'Er's longing expression, he handed his cup to her.
You'Er took a delicate sip, her eyes instantly lighting up as she whispered, "It's delicious."
