Are you sure you want to divorce me?

"Han Dong? Han Dong? I'm already so sincere, you can't lose face!" Wen Wenyao was a little unhappy. He had never seen a man who drank a glass of wine so procrastinatingly, and his contempt for him was even worse.

Han Yufeng raised his head in a daze, only to realize that he had unknowingly fallen into his own thoughts and neglected the person in front of him.Seeing the little guy frowning slightly because of his dissatisfaction, he suddenly smiled, and really drank the red liquid in the glass, because he drank it in a hurry, and there was a trace of it flowing down the corner of his mouth to his chin.

Due to the light and angle, Wen Wenyao hadn't been able to see his face clearly, only now did he realize that his face was really pale, and he was sweating profusely, but he didn't know if it was the heat or...

But Wen Wenyao didn't think too much about it. He has never been a person who cares about others. At this time, he was finally refreshed when he saw someone, and he became interested in an instant. Buckle down.

"Han Dong, this second cup, I respect your lecture this afternoon, I have benefited a lot."

"Don't dare." Han Yufeng hesitated for a while, but still took the wine Wen Wenyao handed over, and drank it all in one gulp.I don't know if it was Wen Wenyao's illusion, he felt that the face of the person in front of him was paler, but he was still gentle and elegant, with a decent smile.

Wen Wenyao hated seeing him like this the most.

"The third cup, please take care of Han Dong in the future."

"care?"

"What? So Dong Han doesn't know? My father intends to let Dong Han be my teacher and teach me how to run a company."

"..." This Han Yufeng really doesn't know, he and Wen Yehua have only met each other a few times, why did he choose him?

He couldn't help but smiled wryly, "Wen Dong also thinks highly of Han."

"So should Mr. Han drink it or not?"

"..." Han Yufeng weighed it in his heart, and finally decided to drink it.

He thought to himself, this young master of the Wen family might have gotten into a fight with him today, but he didn't know where he offended him?

"Since Mr. Wen is so interested, how can he not accompany him to the end?"

At this time, there were no more, no less, four glasses of wine left on the tray.

Han Yufeng and Wen Wenyao each took a cup and drank it down.

Wen Wenyao stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip, "It's cold, but red wine always keeps people warm, doesn't it?"

"Boss Wen is wrong. Baijiu is what really warms the body and mind."

"Um?"

Before Wen Wenyao could taste the meaning of his words, Han Yufeng pushed him so hard that he almost fell to the ground.When he realized that he was about to curse, he saw Han Yufeng staggering towards the stairs.

"Han Dong! Han Dong!"

Wen Wenyao yelled twice symbolically, but got no response except to turn other people's eyes to himself.He didn't want to care about it at first, but he recalled his pale face and dripping sweat for no reason in his mind, and there was some secret worry in his heart.

"Wen Yao, what's wrong?"

"Shi Yan! Why are you here? Are you in good health? Can you come out? Walk around! I'll take you there! My dad and the others are all here! I heard that it will be..."

But Jiang Shiyan's attention was not on him, he looked in the direction of the stairs suspiciously, and hesitated, "That was... Han Dong?"

"You don't care who he is. Shi Yan, we haven't seen each other for a while, now you're paying attention to others?"