"Crash!" Just after Bai Yun and Ling Mengyao finished their drinks, Ling Mengyao felt a wave of dizziness in her head, and the wine glass in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.
In the next moment, Ling Mengyao's body leaned directly on the chair, and her beautiful eyes carried a hint of haze.
Looking at Ling Mengyao's state, Bai Yun's face changed slightly. He was not a fool; on the contrary, he was very smart, so at this moment, he also understood what was going on.
Just a moment ago, he had thought that Wu Chengming had no good intentions, but now it seemed that he was right. The wine they were just poured definitely had something wrong with it, although Bai Yun didn't see how Wu Chengming managed to do it.
