"Haha, Ms. Shen is awesome." Lai Hongyu gave her a thumbs up.
Shen Ning cautiously moved herself further away, maintaining a certain distance from him. She picked up a glass of water and took a few sips, discreetly spitting out some of the wine.
"Shen General, come, let me toast you again, wishing us a pleasant collaboration," Lai Hongyu poured himself another full glass of wine and raised it to Shen Ning.
This time, Shen Ning just sat there and didn't reach for a glass.
Lai Hongyu's hand hung in the air.
"What's wrong? Ms. Shen, won't even give me the face of a toast? Or do I not qualify?" Lai Hongyu's face darkened, and he suddenly brought the wine glass close to her lips, leaning in towards her aggressively.
Shen Ning's fingers clenched, her lips tightened, and she wished she could claw his fat face to pieces.