Su Nan glanced at Lin Yue, who was in this posture, his drunken eyes lingering playfully on Bao Shaojin, noticing that the expression on his face was indifferent, poised in a manner of "you clean up the mess you made," Su Nan took a deep breath.
"What, you still don't know?" Su Nan asked with a punchable look.
Lin Yue raised his hand and tightly grabbed Su Nan's collar, his fist clenching tightly, "Where did you hear this news?" Lin Yue asked through gritted teeth.
"This..." Su Nan's eyes drooped, he breathed rapidly, "Take it easy, choking me doesn't do you any good."
Lin Yue looked at Su Nan's extremely androgynous face, suppressed the anger in his heart, and then loosened his grip on him, "Alright, speak."
Su Nan adjusted his sitting posture, picked up the glass of wine and was about to take a sip, when it was snatched away by Lin Yue.
