Now, the only thing they can choose is to listen to him, pick up the wine glass, and drink the red wine mixed with ingredients.

It would be better if you vomited to death than Mo Junhao.

He trembled and picked up the wine glass and sent it to his mouth, and cold sweat kept coming out on his forehead.

They bite the bullet and took a small sip. Just this sip, their hair immediately stood up, and before they could swallow it, they started vomiting out.

"If anyone spit out the wine I made myself, I would be very upset."

The wine they were about to vomit back was scared by Mo Junhao's faint "warning" and swallowed it all.

His eyes looked at Mo Junhao's cold and handsome face in pain. There was no emotion on his seemingly calm face, but the natural aura exuded an undeniable momentum.

His eyes were deep and sharp, and he looked at the three men in a sinister manner.

Seeing them swallowing the wine in pain, Mo Junhao's thin lips slightly raised a cruel curve upwards.

His eyes quietly glanced at Han Zhiqing, who was standing beside him with no words and a pale face, and his heart was locked in a daze again.

These trash people dare to bully him Mo Junhao.

His woman, even he couldn't bear to move half of her hair, would they dare to let her drink such a thing?

When Mo Junhao thought that if he hadn't appeared earlier and asked her to really drink such a glass of "poisonous wine", a little bit of fire appeared in his heart.

Doesn’t she know what kind of wine this glass is? When she becomes so obedient, she will do whatever others ask her to do?

Her eyes were slightly furious and angrily pulled back from her face, and once again cast towards the three people who had finally finished drinking. Her cold eyes moved slightly, and her thin lips bent again:

"Thank you for giving me face."

"It should...it should.uh..."
Chapter completed!