Still Not Getting Lost?

The atmosphere at the table was heated. Guo Bo glanced at the time. Strange, why didn't Xian Yijun come back after being in the bathroom for so long?

He got up and wanted to go out to take a look, but he didn't expect to see Xian Yijun in the hallway of the bathroom. There were a few broken bottles beside the feet of the hated woman from earlier. She was also holding half a stack of other wines. She angrily pointed at Xian Yijun's nose and cursed. "Hey, you, can you stop walking without making noise? Break my wine again, you know these bottles of wine are very expensive! Give me money! Eight thousand!"