Although she and Jiang Meng were good friends, Jiang Meng always managed to outshine her in every way, leaving her feeling more than a little resentful. Now that Chen Feiyu had given Jiang Meng the cold shoulder while treating her with special regard, her sense of triumph could easily be imagined.
"I'm not completely devoid of social graces. Besides, you're a great beauty—rejecting a beauty's invitation would be like playing the lute to a cow," Chen Feiyu said with a light, shaking laugh. Inwardly, however, his true thought was that since Hong Yiling had taken the initiative to provoke him, he would play along and see what kind of game she was really trying to pull off.
Hong Yiling grew even more delighted, joy radiating from the corners of her eyes and brows. Handing the celadon wine bottle into Chen Feiyu's arms, she giggled, "My impression of you has really improved. Here, I'm giving this pot of wine to you—twenty-year-aged top-grade Zhuyeqing wine, which is definitely worthy of such a fine setting and pleasant day. Take a sip quickly and see if it's to your taste."
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