The two of them sat at the dining table, and it was then that Qiao Rui realized that somehow, a bottle of red wine had appeared on the table without her noticing.
She froze and looked at him.
Pei Liyan picked up two tall wine glasses and placed them in front of each of them, one for each.
The man personally poured her a glass of wine.
Qiao Rui remained silent, watching him raise his glass. "Come, let me toast to you!"
"Toast to me?" Qiao Rui was stunned for a moment. "Why toast to me for no reason?"
"Because you're a beauty!" His gaze was fixed steadily on her, his long fingers gently swirling the glass of red wine.
Qiao Rui couldn't decipher any emotion in the man's eyes.
She simply felt that tonight, Pei Liyan seemed rather enigmatic.
Especially after he had received a phone call from Fang Mo and stepped out before returning—he appeared somewhat peculiar.