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Mo Xin was beautiful, with a voice just as lovely, and her mesmerizing eyes seemed to speak. Her fair jade hand held a crystal goblet, exuding indescribable nobility and elegance, an enchantment irresistible.

Inside the glass, the amber liquid was like nectar and ambrosia. The fragrance alone was enough to intoxicate.

Beauty beseeching, fine wine preceding.

Zhang Xuan's towering rage unexpectedly dissipated.

For such a stunning woman to publicly implore him—refusing would not only be discourteous, it would tarnish a man's reputation.

"Fine, I agree!" Zhang Xuan said, bewitched, his consent slipping out without a thought.

Zhang Shucheng couldn't help but glance at his son.

Having already been tempted by Yin Haoran's proposition of benefits, Zhang Shucheng saw no harm in agreeing since his son had done so.

He could explain to the guests afterwards that it was merely children's folly.

Not holding it against them would appear magnanimous.