Only in Front of Qiao Mianmian

She was drinking the yogurt that the waiter had just sent over. It was strawberry-flavored and especially delicious.

Suddenly, Lin Wanwan came over to toast her.

And she said so much.

A 16-year-old girl was rather cute. She even said that she wanted to know her and be friends with her.

Qiao Mianmian felt that it wasn't appropriate to reject her.

She looked at the wine glass left in front of Mo Yesi and was about to pick it up when someone grabbed her hand.

She blinked and looked up into a pair of dark and charming eyes.

"Didn't I tell you not to drink alcohol?" The handsome man held her hand and put the wine glass aside.

"Uh…" Qiao Mianmian was stunned. "But, she wants to toast me. I…"

She couldn't possibly not drink it.

If she didn't drink it, people would think that she wasn't willing to give the other party face.

"That won't do," Mo Yesi said domineeringly. "I said not to drink it, not even a drop."