Faced with Chun Yucheng's cold questioning, Xu Yunjun was not timid at all. Instead, she arrogantly locked the door.
"You seem to be in a bad mood. I'll drink with you."
Xu Yunjun carried the bottle of wine and walked toward Chun Yucheng with a smile on her face.
She refused to believe that Chun Yucheng had no feelings for her at all.
"Get lost!"
Chun Yucheng swung his hand from his waist and the wine glass in his hand fell beside Xu Yunjun's feet.
Xu Yunjun's shoulders shook a few times from the impact, and she immediately retracted her foot.
She lowered her head and looked down. There was a pool of fragrant wine on the ground, and glass shards were scattered all over the ground.
If she had taken another step forward just now, the wine glass would have smashed into her foot, and the glass shards would have stuck to the back of her foot.
At the thought of this, Xu Yunjun looked at the glass shards in her eyes and trembled with fear.