Qing Ya hurriedly shouted, "Brother-in-law, my suitcase is very heavy, can you help me for a bit?"
"No." Ye Hua took a puff and said indifferently, without turning his head at all, he walked straight into the bar, leaving alone the stupefied Qing Yutong. This brother-in-law of mine is too formidable, responding in ways that are unexpected.
"I want to drink this glass of yours." Qing Yutong pointed to the glass of wine that Ye Hua had mixed.
Ye Hua pushed the glass of scarlet color wine that was in his hand towards Qing Yutong, "This glass of wine had been spiked by me, if you are not afraid, you can drink it."
"Tsk, as if I would believe that." Qing Yutong said in disdain and picked up the glass of wine, intending to drink it in one gulp.
