Mu Yan, under the gaze of everyone, walked up to Jiang Jingheng and softly said, "Thank you."
Jiang Jingheng looked at her but said nothing.
Zhao Xiyue, thinking that Mu Yan's gratitude was insincere and displeased Jiang Jingheng, explained, "Mu Yan has a gentle personality, don't mind her. Come on, let's have a drink."
She took the drink from the server's hand and handed it to Jiang Jingheng.
Jiang Jingheng did not take it and said indifferently, "I don't drink alcohol."
"Young Master Jiang, it's Xiyue's birthday today, you should give her some face," Zhao Xiyue's good friend Hu Jiao urged.
Jiang Jingheng slightly frowned, appearing somewhat impatient.
Hu Jiao immediately fell silent, not daring to continue.
Zhao Xiyue, understanding his temperament a little, smiled and said, "It's my fault, I forgot you don't drink."
She put down the wine glass, looked at the time, and said, "It's almost eight o'clock."
