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However, Li An'an refused to leave. She turned around and grabbed a glass of red wine from a passing waiter, and gulped in down hurriedly.

Yang Xia was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. The woman was drinking, and drinking would only make things worse. Fortunately, she found Fu Yiheng in the crowd.

"CEO Fu!" She waved.

"Why don't you stay with An'an! She's in a bad mood. Go dance with her. She seems to like dancing!" Yang Xia suggested.

The wine glass in Li An'an's hand was taken away. She looked away, feeling a little unhappy.

The lights in the banquet hall dimmed, probably to create the atmosphere.

The wine stain on Fu Yiheng's garment had already been wiped clean. His lips were pursed under the mask, and he didn't look too happy.