“Stop teasing him and sit down. Let’s talk business!” Seeing how Su Tao wore a wry smile from being touched by Qin Meimei, Yan Jing finally spoke up to relieve Su Tao of his difficulty.

“I haven’t done anything, and you’re feeling heartache already?” Qin Meimei gently pushed Su Tao’s sturdy chest and cast a flirting glance at him. “Hey lad, your figure is pretty good!”

Su Tao was already immune to Qin Meimei’s actions, so he helplessly shook his head. After sitting down, Yan Jing pointed at the glass, which he picked up and took a gentle sip from it.

“Haha!” Qin Meimei burst into laughter. “He fell for it!”

Looking at Qin Meimei in perplexion, Su Tao asked, “Is there a problem with this wine?”

Shaking her finger, Qin Meimei said, “There’s no problem in the wine, but the glass!”

When Su Tao looked at the glass, he smiled wryly. There was actually a lipstick mark on it. It’s no wonder why it felt a little weird when he drank it, so it was the taste of the lipstick. Wearing a weak smile, Su Tao said, “It’s just some lipstick. Jia Baoyu of The Dream of Red Mansions love this stuff, and the taste is pretty good, too!”

With a smile, Qin Meimei explained,...