"Dad, what are you doing? Give me back the wine."
The wine was suddenly snatched away. She looked at her empty hand and realized that her father had followed her out of nowhere.
She mumbled and jumped over to snatch it back.
Bang! The bottle of red wine was smashed onto the ground, and the fragrance of the wine instantly filled the air.
"If you are my daughter, you are not allowed to use alcohol to burn your worries."
His voice was so dignified.
"When did I drown my sorrows with alcohol?"
Looking at the wine bud on the ground, she sat on the stone chair helplessly. She looked at the stars in the sky and sighed.
"Then what are you doing now?"
Ming Dan asked.
"Me…I'm heartbroken... I'm just casually mourning…"
"Mourning for what?"
Ming Dan disagreed,
"If you like it, then go and snatch it."
These words stunned Ming Ruoxi. She turned around and looked.
"Dad, what did you say?"