Chương 865: 865. Island Master Lu felt somewhat upset.

Exactly because of that, his words completely crushed Su Suqin's dignity.

Lin Jingshu's gaze flickered, and then she smiled and apologized, "I'm sorry; it won't happen next time."

After that, she went with him to another table, not at all interested or needing to worry about Su Suqin's expression and mood at this moment.

Lin Jingshu's capacity for alcohol was actually not bad, but there were many people at this birthday banquet, and just Lin Boyi's business friends alone were countless.

Including the Lin family elders' students and other distant relatives, there were at least a hundred tables of people.

Even if she toasted one glass per table, that would mean drinking a hundred glasses of wine. In the meantime, Ming Zhengxun had helped her drink quite a few. When they returned to their seats, it was clear that he was quite drunk.

However, soon after, a servant brought a cup of honey water, "Mr. Ming, here's the honey water you requested."

"Thank you."