Su Yuanpeng felt his little sister was a lost cause.
He had clearly told her the wine was fake, but she was just too stubborn, insisting it was real. She wouldn't even let him have a single sip.
"Little sis, you can't hold your liquor. Don't drink too much at once."
"I know!"
Although Su Wanqing agreed, she didn't find the wine strong at all. In fact, it was sweet on the tongue, without even a hint of a burn.
She downed all the wine in a few gulps, destroying the evidence.
Su Wanqing muttered, 'Doesn't even taste like wine. That idiot, Xiao Chen, must have been scammed.'
She stood up and opened the door. "I've tasted it. It's real wine, no problem."
"I'm going to cultivate now. You watch the door for me and don't let anyone disturb me."
Su Yuanpeng didn't believe her for a second. "Little sis, with your tolerance, if that were really Spirit Wine, you'd be under the table by now."
