Chapter 121: Are You Waiting for Your Sponsor?

"Lin Qian, you... you..."

Get the hell away from me!

Swearing almost slipped out, but Liu Yang had to muster all his strength to hold back the words he was about to say.

With his face contorting, he turned his head away and took a deep breath, barely maintaining a smile as he stood up and feigned support for Lin Qian, "Miss Lin offers a toast, I must drink, let's go for it."

The man's hand lightly rested on Lin Qian's shoulder as he downed the drink in his glass in one gulp.

Lin Qian's brows slightly furrowed, resisting the urge to knock his hand away and took a sip of her drink.

Old man, she didn't believe that the strong garlic taste in her mouth wouldn't knock him over.

"Manager Liu, you sure can hold your liquor. Please, take a seat, I'll pour you another glass."

As Lin Qian reached for the wine, she avoided Liu Yang's hand and deliberately leaned close to him to talk face-to-face.