"Well, who are you? Why are you taking me out? I can still drink."
Jiang Jiamian, who was forced into the car, didn't know if the alcohol of the wine was starting to kick in, he felt even more drunk than before. The whole car was filled with the smell of alcohol, and his eyes were completely blurred.
Liao Yizhen frowned fiercely. He gritted his teeth, suddenly raised his hand, and pinched Jiang Jiamian's chin, forcing him to look at him, "Jiang Jiamian, look at me, who am I to you? You actually went to another dinner party and got drunk!"
Jiang Jiamian looked at him intensively, as if he was trying to distinguish his face. When he heard Liao Yizhen's fierce words, he couldn't help but raise his hand and slap Liao Yizhen's chest, "Brother, who are you? How dare you attack me!? Do you know that I, Jiang Jiamian, am not someone to be trifled with? Be careful, I will bite you to death!"
Liao Yizhen: "..."