Chapter 432 Give Me some Face, Uncle!

At the end of the meal, Yan Qingsi went to the bathroom again on the pretext, and this time she came back quickly.

Ye Shaoguang was surprised to see Yan Qingsi coming back.

After a while, a waitress came in with a bottle of red wine and two glasses of wine.

Yan Qingsi raised her lips, looked at Ye Shaoguang, and smiled sweetly: "It seems that the meal is almost over, but I haven't toasted Mr. Ye yet. I'm really sorry, but I can't drink white wine. I definitely can't drink red wine, but I can drink a little."

Yan Qingsi reached out and picked up the two glasses of red wine on the waitress's tray.

"I toast Mr. Ye. Thank you for your investment in our play. You won't give your niece this face... Uncle!"

Ye Shaoguang immediately felt that there was something wrong. Yan Qingsi would be so honest?

But the others were making a fuss. After all, they even called out uncle. If you don't give face again, it will be hard to say, right?

Ye Shaoguang nodded: "Okay! Just for the sake of calling you uncle, I have to give you this face."

Ye Shaoguang took the wine glass handed by Yan Qingsi.

Yan Qingsi immediately clinked the glass with him, raised her head and drank most of the red wine in it in one gulp, and said after drinking: "I'm done, uncle, you can do whatever you want."

Others were silent. This was forcing people to finish the wine. However, it was just a glass of red wine. What would happen if they drank it?

Ye Shaoguang was more suspicious. What on earth was this woman doing?

Next, Ye Shaoguang knew something was wrong as soon as he took a sip. There were chili powder, salt, mustard, pepper... and some other messy seasonings in it. Ye Shaoguang was not prepared for the first sip and poured a lot of it in at once. The taste was like an atomic bomb exploding in his mouth.

Ye Shaoguang originally wanted to pretend that nothing had happened and endured the drink, but after two sips, he could not bear it. The spiciness of mustard and chili rushed straight into his nose. Ye Shaoguang coughed violently, his face flushed, and his tears and snot were almost coming out of his coughing. He was in a mess.

Yan Qingsi quickly pretended to be concerned: "Mr. Ye, what's wrong with you? Why is this? You are so polite. You don't have to drink so anxiously. Look, you choked, right?"

When Yan Qingsi came over, she knocked over the wine glass that Ye Shaoguang had put down.

With a clang, the wine glass fell to the ground and shattered, and the wine inside also flowed out.

Ye Shaoguang glared at Yan Qingsi fiercely: "This wine...you..."

Yan Qingsi pretended to be puzzled: "What's wrong with this wine? Nothing?"

She poured herself another glass and took two sips, "No, it tastes good? Did it add water?"

Ye Shaoguang: "..."

He was almost unable to feel the taste of darkness in his mouth. It was the most unpalatable taste Ye Shaoguang had ever tasted in his life, and it was also the biggest loss he had suffered in recent years.

He actually fell into Yan Qingsi's hands, and he didn't expect that Yan Qingsi would use such a shameless method.

Even if this matter was exposed, Yan Qingsi would just say it was a prank, and he would be petty.

But Ye Shaoguang couldn't swallow this breath.

Ye Shaoguang was originally weak, and his daily diet was light. He couldn't eat spicy and irritating food. The glass of wine sent by Yan Qingsi could almost make Ye Shaoguang cough out his lungs.

The violent cough and the various spicy mixtures left on the tip of his tongue in his mouth made Ye Shaoguang almost speechless.