"What are you still standing there for? Pour the wine." Li Junyao snorted lightly, holding her head high. In her eyes, she was the daughter of the Hou Mansion, a legitimate lady from an illustrious family, incomparable to a peasant-born businesswoman like Ji Xinhe. She had every right to humiliate her thoroughly!
Ji Xinhe could already sense Li Junyao's hostility and became alert. She signaled Fuquan, who quickly took a spoon to scoop the wine.
Just as Li Junyao pulled a long face, she glared at Fuquan and said, "You lowly thing, how dare you touch my wine!"
Fuquan trembled in fright and hurriedly put down the spoon, "I apologize for my offense."