"Host, Baba is in Room 235 of Hawker Villa."

After the system finished speaking, Fanhua had already changed her clothes and was ready to go out.

Driving all the way away, since Hawker Cottage is a resort in the suburbs, by the time the flowers arrived at the location, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

After Fanhua entered, she went straight to her destination, pushed open the door of the room, and the tip of her nose lingered with a strong smell of alcohol, and what she saw in front of her was the picture of more than a dozen people sitting on a luxurious rectangular table eating, drinking, and feasting.

Some people are drinking and their faces are flushed, some people have begun to drink and move their hands and feet, and several waiters are walking back and forth next to them to serve......

What a lively party!

Miasma!

Fanhua's eyes swept over the greasy men sitting on the top one by one, and recognized that several of them were investment CEOs in the film and television industry.

Finally, Blossom's gaze fell on the only young man under the rectangular table who was close to the door.

Isn't it Jiang Hannian?

His fair and handsome bilateral cheeks had already appeared with two shades of pink, and the resistance on his face was very obvious, but it couldn't match the wine glass that a middle-aged man with a big belly next to him was pushing to his lips.

"Ma'am, may I ask you—" The waiter asked, noticing Blossom's intrusion.

Blossom stopped her from talking, and a glance swept over, and the waiter was silenced.

Seeing that the glass of wine was about to be forcibly poured into Jiang Hannian's mouth, Fanhua had already strode forward, snatched the wine glass, and pulled Jiang Hannian's arm to protect him.

Jiang Hannian never thought that he could go out intact from the moment he stepped here.

But even if he was prepared, he didn't expect the situation inside to be so chaotic, and he couldn't refuse to drink endlessly.

Just as he had resisted the urge to vomit and had to drink the glass of liquor that was about to pour into his mouth, the cold glass that had been brought to his lips was snatched away.

At the same time, a hand unmistakably grabbed his arm and easily pulled him behind him.

Jiang Hannian shook his head and opened his eyes, and what he saw was a neat short hair in front of him, and down was the slender body of the man wrapped in a slender coat.

It's her, Wen Fanhua!

Jiang Hannian's heart was shocked, and his mind instantly cleared.

"You, who are you? If you don't let him drink it, then you drink it for him! "The middle-aged man with a big belly was very dissatisfied that he didn't succeed in drinking.

He stared drunkenly at Fanhua, put the wine glass in front of Fanhua, and gave it away with bad intentions.

Seeing that Fanhua was so young, he didn't take her seriously, thinking that she was a little person with no background and no ability like Jiang Hannian.

Fanhua looked at him coldly, his gaze colder than the snow-capped mountains in the far north.

It's a pity that the middle-aged man who was drunk at this time couldn't feel it at all and continued to be unrelenting.

Jiang Hannian, who was standing behind Fanhua, didn't want to be embarrassed by Fanhua, and when he took a step from behind him, he was about to reach out to take the glass of wine.

Before the tips of his fingers touched the wine glass, his arm was knocked off by the flowers.

Fanhua took the glass of wine, swept her scrutinizing gaze over several important people on the rectangular table one by one, and then raised the wine glass, but not to her lips.

Instead, it fell on a plate full of delicacies from the mountains and seas!

With a "clang", the wine glass slammed heavily on the plate, and the glass was torn apart, and the soup and water on the plate splashed everywhere.

The thick black soup spilled on the people sitting next to him, and almost no one was spared.