Just because Gu Yue hesitated for half a minute, Wu Yang directly dragged her out.
The woman returned to her seat, stood beside Hu Xuanling, and looked at Xia Wan'er with ill intentions.
Xia Wan'er knew everything that was happening before her eyes, but she had no intention of paying attention to it.
Ever since she saw Shangguan Qiao's face that was exactly the same as Murong Qiao's, she felt as if she had fallen into an abyss, with the devil's hand strangling her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe and unable to move.
In fact, as early as when she came to this world and became the modern Xia Wan'er who looked exactly like herself, she should have known that there would be a day when she would meet other people.
I just didn't expect it to come so soon...
Shangguan Qiao looked at the shock still in Xia Wan'er's eyes and said with a wry smile, "Is there something on my face that scared you? No, you're still as handsome as usual."
As he spoke, he touched his face.
It was because of his teasing that Xia Wan'er clearly saw that there was no small black mole on his wrist that belonged to Murong Qiao.
In addition, his tone and voice were completely different from Murong Qiao of the Great Zhou, so Xia Wan'er was able to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Teacher Shangguan, I didn't mean it." She weakly placed her hands on the table, but didn't dare to look up at him. Looking at the mess in front of the table, she felt a little guilty.
"What? Do you think you can get away with it by pretending to be pitiful?" Hu Xuanling was not in a hurry now. She sat back and looked at her and said.
Cicheng glanced at her sideways and coughed.
Hu Xuanling immediately restrained her expression and straightened her back, acting like a good girl.
Ignoring Hu Xuanling, the clown, Xia Wan'er pursed her lips. She was still not sure whether the Shangguan Qiao in front of her was related to Murong Qiao.
But judging from the other party's attitude towards him, there seemed to be nothing unusual.
She took a deep breath, and the expression on her face returned to its previous calmness.
She took a new cup, poured herself a glass of wine, stood up straight and faced Shangguan Qiao, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shangguan, I didn't have time to say hello to you last time we met. Today I have the honor to see you so closely, but I didn't expect that you are even more handsome in person than on camera. I was not prepared and was shocked by your handsomeness. I'll drink this glass as a punishment for myself, and please don't take my unintentional mistake to heart."
After finishing the call, Xia Wan'er drank the wine in the glass and turned the glass over in a cool manner.
Shangguan Qiao didn't expect her to be so sincere, and she was drinking 60-proof vodka, which even he could only take small sips.
He wanted to wait until Xia Wan'er finished speaking before stopping her, but by the time she finished speaking it was too late.
Compared with Da Zhou's wine, this wine was not strong at all, it just tasted like plain water, and she felt like she could drink another hundred glasses.
"It's nothing. In the end, you were attracted by my handsomeness. I have to take full responsibility for this matter." Shangguan Qiao's throat tightened slightly. He stretched out his hand to stop her, but hesitated.
At this moment, there were two blushes on her face, but her eyes were brighter and more lively than usual.
"Then I'll drink a glass as well as make amends to you." Shangguan Qiao smiled dotingly, raised the wine glass he had been holding, and drank it all.
He didn't know if it was because of the bright light, but he felt that the person in front of him was very beautiful with bright eyes and white teeth.
She smiled sweetly again, and before he could react, she had already poured the second cup.
And raised it towards Cicheng and the others: "I want to toast with this cup—"
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the screen, and then a familiar voice interrupted Xia Wan'er's words: "Am I late?"
(End of this chapter)