At this moment, a young man who had never spoken stood up, holding a glass of red wine and looking at Li Xin, smiling as he spoke.
About 23 young people, wearing a silver "colorful" suit, tall and slim, with long golden hair, looked very handsome.
As soon as the young man stood up, all the voices immediately ceased. One by one, they put away their smiles. No one dared to stand up against Li Xin anymore.
Xu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed this person was quite talented.
Li Xin hesitated, feeling at a loss. As a woman, she clearly felt the intense possessiveness in his eyes.
As long as it was hot, that was enough. After all, over the years, she had seen many such eyes, but she felt this guy seemed more intense.
"Xin Yao, why are you still surprised and not drinking with Han Shao? Han Shao toasts you; it's your good luck."
Liu Lanxin looked at the still-dazed Li Xinyao and quickly reminded her, his eyes full of expectation.
