Blind man?
Ye Yiheng's handsome brows furrowed, a hint of coldness appearing on his face.
Though he couldn't see her face, the drunkenness was unmistakable in her voice.
How could this woman not even see him standing before her? She wasn't blind like him.
Ha, to drink to this extent, he really had to hand it to her.
Miao Zhu continuously gestured to Leng Yu Yan with her eyes and hints: "Miss, the Crown Prince is really here!"
Leng Yu Yan smiled warmly: "Miao Zhu, aren't you using him to scare me?"
Ye Yiheng: "..."
Was he that scary?
Was he meant to be used to frighten others?
"Miss, you can't drink any more." Miao Zhu took two steps over and took the wine cup from Leng Yu Yan's hand, "The Crown Prince is angry, and the consequences will be dire!"
As she spoke, Miao Zhu pointed toward Ye Yiheng a few steps away: "Look, the Crown Prince is right here."
Leng Yu Yan blinked her shimmering, beautiful eyes, already stained with the color of wine, hazy and blurred.