Xia Zhi held her wine glass in front of Song Wanyi, blocking her path.
Song Wanyi had come along with the Song family elders today. Perhaps she felt guilty, as she had not come over to greet everyone. Seeing the bustle on this side only now, she finally couldn't restrain herself and came over.
Faced with the suddenly appearing Xia Zhi, she asked coldly, "What do you want?"
Xia Zhi gave her a smile, "Nothing much, just wanted to have a drink with you. Please, do me the honor." With that, she extended the glass toward her.
Song Wanyi furrowed her brows, "You're pregnant, I will not drink with you." Having said that, she tried to walk past Xia Zhi.
Xia Zhi, unconcerned, arched her eyebrows in a smile, then called out to her, "Miss Song, wait a moment, could you help me?"
Song Wanyi turned around, puzzled, only to see Xia Zhi slightly bending over, reaching out her hand to her in a pained expression.