C1191 First Come First Served

Lee Zhi suddenly furrowed his brow as he sat there.

Lan Xiaoxiao hadn't drunk much wine that evening. She was well aware that the fruit wine produced by her family's stronghold, although not particularly potent, could quickly go to one's head if consumed in excess. And if she were to become inebriated, who would attend to the guests?

She had been discreetly watching Lee Zhi's expressions