Chi Zeyao looked at the woman who was blocking his way again, and his expression was a little unsightly.
Han Yunxi raised the wine glass in front of Chi Zeyao, opened a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, and smiled purely.
"Looking for wine? I have it. But you've just recovered, so it's not advisable to drink too much."
Han Yunxi's gaze was very straightforward and frank. If Chi Zeyao didn't wear glasses, if the glasses didn't show that the glass of wine contained medicine, and even the molecular structure of the medicine showed the name of the medicine, maybe in two days he would have forgotten the woman who just offended his wife.
But this woman had unconsciously offended his wife just now, and now she still wanted to use such indecent means, which made him a little intolerable.
Chi Zeyao sneered, and the refined and gentle eyes just now felt instantly injected with ice skates, which made Han Yunxi tremble with fright.
While thinking about the meaning of this sneer, a tigress-like woman suddenly appeared in front of her, snatched the wine from her hand, and pinched her face.
Han Yunxi only felt a sharp pain in her cheek, and before she recovered, her mouth was squeezed open. Immediately afterwards, a gust of sweet red wine poured into her mouth, flowed down her throat, entered her esophagus, and poured into her stomach.
"What are you doing?"
Han Xinrui has been paying attention to the situation on Han Yunxi's side, seeing that Chi Zeyao is not angry, Feng Jimian next to him is violent and rushed over immediately.
After all, it was Feng Jimian who was wrong first, and she was the one who picked things up first, so as an older brother, he also had to prop up the Han family's facade for his younger sister.
Even a small escort of the other party dared to treat his sister like this. If he didn't stand up, then wouldn't the Han family's face be completely humiliated.
Unexpectedly, before the others got close to Feng Jimian, they were frightened by Chi Zeyao's cold look and swallowed all their words.
Chi Zeyao's gaze was simply too frightening.
When Chi Zeyao scared Han Xinrui, Feng Jimian had already pushed Han Yunxi to the ground.
Han Yunxi didn't expect Feng Jimian to be so powerful. She wanted to push her but failed, but she pushed her down instead.
There was a table with a lot of pastries behind her, and after being pushed so hard, Han Yunxi bumped into the table.
After knocking down a lot of pastry, it bounced back and fell to the ground.
Originally, many guests paid attention to Chi Zeyao's side. Those who didn't pay attention now also attracted everyone's attention because of Han Yunxi's scream and the sound of the pastry cup falling to the ground.
But Feng Jimian still refused to let go, after Han Yunxi screamed and fell to the ground, Feng Jimian directly smashed the empty cup in her hand on Han Yunxi's forehead.
Suddenly, the cup shattered, and a stream of bright red blood flowed out from Han Yunxi's forehead.
"Yunxi!" Han Xinrui was stunned by Feng Jimian's brutality, and couldn't help shouting.
It was only now that Han Yunxi recovered from the stupefied writing.
She reached out her hand to touch the blood that was flowing on her eyelashes, and when she saw that her hand was full of blood, she not only stopped screaming, but quickly came to her senses, looked at Feng Jimian, and asked pitifully, "You...why did you do this to me? Did I do something wrong?"
With just one sentence, the eyes of many guests looking at Feng Jimian changed.