"Ye Fei, you..." Song Xi became anxious upon hearing this.
Every person present was a well-known and respectable tycoon in Jiangzhou.
Now Ye Fei had publicly offended Zhou Tianhong. If word got out, who would want to buy the wine and liquor Ye Fei was selling in the future?
Ye Fei took the red wine and looked at Song Xi with a face full of affection, saying, "Although I'm a loser, I'm not so low as to let my woman stand up for me and accompany others in drinking on my behalf!"
Zhou Tianhong, who had been watching the spectacle with amusement, suddenly looked extremely grim when Ye Fei burst out.
His gaze towards Ye Fei filled with rage.
"You little punk, what did you just say? Have the guts to repeat what you just said?"
Ye Fei stared back coldly at Zhou Tianhong.
"Are you hard of hearing?"
"Alright, I'll say it again. You're not worthy of having my wife drink with you!"
Zhou Tianhong, who had been sullen, turned even bluer with anger at these words.