After Jin Yan Chen finished drinking the wine, An Ya Qi put down the undrunk wine cup. She picked up a napkin and lightly wiped her lips, probingly calling out: "A'Chen?"
Jin Yan Chen felt dizzy, his vision blurred. Just what was going on with him? His alcohol tolerance wouldn't be so low.
"Ah Chen? "A'Chen?"
The voice came from afar, but he could not tell which direction it came from