Upon hearing Ouyang Molin's plea for mercy, Yang Mini's outstretched hand immediately hesitated.
Zhang Xiaohao glanced at her calmly, then proceeded toward the living room.
He casually took a bottle of XO wine and a crystal glass from the fridge.
Sitting on the sofa, he began to savor it slowly.
As for the feud between Yang Mini and Ouyang Molin, it was no longer his concern.
He had already done everything he needed to do.
Whatever Yang Mini decided, it had nothing to do with him.
About fifteen minutes later, a dejected Yang Mini came over.
Without saying a word, she grabbed the XO wine from the coffee table and started chugging it fiercely.
Zhang Xiaohao glanced at her calmly, neither stopping her nor advising her to drink less.
Very soon, she had finished the entire bottle of XO wine.
Crack!
Having emptied the XO wine, Yang Mini applied force with her palm, smashing the bottle to the ground.
Instantly, the bottle shattered into a pile of glass shards.
