"You…" Su Ruoxuan looked at Chen Tang with a face full of resentment, so angry that she was jumping on the spot.
Just now, she had thought Chen Tang was really jealous and didn't want to see her getting cozy with Zhou Ziyang, so he intervened to stop their toast.
But Su Ruoxuan never expected that Chen Tang stopped them because he suspected the beer didn't smell authentic?
A hopeless and clueless straight man!
Zhou Ziyang retrieved "his" own glass and exchanged glances with Zhang Qingmeng, a hint of suspicion in their eyes. But since Chen Tang's hands had not appeared to make any moves just now, Zhou Ziyang, even if suspicious, couldn't pinpoint anything.
"Nutcase!" Zhou Ziyang gave Chen Tang a disdainful look, then turned to Su Ruoxuan with a smile, "Ruo Xuan, let's drink!"
Ding dong!
After clinking glasses, Zhou Ziyang tossed back his drink in one gulp. Su Ruoxuan, fuming, did the same and slammed her glass down on the table.