"Qin Tian, thank you... thank you..."
Hearing Qin Tian's words, Murong Fei felt an unparalleled warmth in her heart, but she had apparently drunk quite a bit earlier and her eyes were somewhat unfocused now, not clearly hearing much of what Qin Tian had said.
She filled her wine glass with red wine and stood next to Qin Tian, drinking sip by sip, her gaze resting on him, her beautiful eyes blurred...
Qin Tian just watched her, not stopping Murong Fei from drinking.
After all, it was red wine, and it didn't matter if she drank a little, nor did it matter if she got drunk.
He knew that Murong Fei must have been extremely busy and tired recently, under tremendous stress. Drinking a bit now to release some pressure was good; after letting go, things would get a bit easier later on.
Qin Tian pulled Murong Fei to sit down on a sofa nearby. They didn't speak, just sat together. Qin Tian glanced sideways at Murong Fei, who was drinking with a smile on her face.