0136 Who dares to touch her, just try

"Su Ran, what are you trying to do?"

Xu Jie broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, feeling as if his wrist was about to be crushed by Su Ran.

Wen Peipei snapped back to reality and, seeing the scene unfold, her expression darkened instantly.

"Xiao Ran, what are you doing!"

Su Ran turned a deaf ear and picked up another glass of wine from the table.

"Didn't Young Master Xu want to drink the wine I offer? Here's my toast to you."

A tightening gripped Xu Jie's heart, "No need, you… let me go quickly…"

The more he struggled, the tighter Su Ran gripped, and the sweat on his forehead grew more profuse.

"Don't be polite, please!"

Su Ran ignored him and forcefully poured the wine down his throat, gripping his chin. Although some spilled, most of it was involuntarily swallowed by the man.

"How is it? Don't be shy, Young Master Xu."