While Director Li was speaking, Yan Han had already stood up, opened an unopened bottle of red wine in front of him, and poured two glasses of wine on the spot.
Seeing his posture, Song Xiang anticipated what he was going to do and subconsciously tugged on his sleeves.
Yan Han clasped her wrist with his backhand, pulled her up, and held her in his arms with one hand.
"Director Rong, you are considered an uncle. I would like to propose a toast to you."
He spoke expressionlessly and almost drank half of the glass of red wine.
He threw away the goblet and handed another glass of wine to Rong Boye, "Can you give me some face too?"
"Mr. Yan, Director Rong is not feeling well and cannot drink." Director Li said with a smile.
Yan Han sneered and cast his gaze to the opposite side, "Director Rong, are you trying to prevaricate this junior?"
Rong Boye stood at the door. Although his face was poor, his posture was upright. He looked at Yan Han quietly and was not affected by Yan Han's aggressive aura at all.
Song Xiang leaned against Yan Han, not daring to breathe. She glanced at Rong Boye, feeling that he happened to be looking at her too.
The next second, the silent man raised his hand, intending to take Yan Han's glass of wine.
Song Xiang could see that Rong Boye really couldn't drink.
Suddenly, Xiang Shuyi made a move and caught Rong Boye's wrist midway.
"I drank this wine for Director Rong."
"In addition to saving people, Dr. Xiang is also responsible for keeping alcohol at bay?"
Yan Han took back the wine and did not let Xiang Shuyi take it away.
Xiang Shuyi smiled, with deep meaning flashing in his eyes, put one hand in his pocket and came closer.
"Mr. Yan, I sincerely advise you to keep a thin line in your life."
"I don't need a doctor to teach me how to be a good person. It's just a glass of wine. Director Rong can't even drink it?"
"Okay." A deep voice.
Rong Boye opened Xiang Shuyi, quickly took the wine glass from Yan Han's hand, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.
With a snap, he put the cup down.
He looked cold and glanced at Yan Han.
"Alcohol is harmful to the body. Even if you are young, it is best to drink less."
After saying that, he glanced at Song Xiang again and said to Yan Han: "You scared your own people."
When Yan Han faced him, he instinctively raised barbs all over his body. When he heard his words, he lowered his head to look at Song Xiang.
Sure enough, Song Xiang's forehead was covered with sweat.
Subconsciously, he relaxed his strength, took out the tissue next to him, and wiped Song Xiang's sweat as if no one else was watching.
When Director Li next to him saw this, he quickly changed the topic, and together with Shao Yingqi, he and Shao Yingqi greeted people into the venue.
Rong Boye drank, his face changed obviously, and he left the box with his jaw stretched.
There was no one around.
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and held Yan Han's hand to wipe her sweat.
"Scared you?"
"No, I'm just afraid that you'll get drunk and go crazy." She curled her lips and pushed him to sit down on the chair.
Yan Han exhaled a breath of alcohol, hugged her waist, and put his face against her belly.
"Bad bitch, what you did just now is bullying an old man."
Song Xiang touched his hair and spoke softly.
Yan Han hugged her, rubbed her gently, and after being depressed for a long time, he said, "He was the one who bullied the children first."
Song Xiang sighed, understanding his suppressed emotions.
He reached out and rubbed his hair.
"Do you feel uncomfortable?" she asked him.
"Don't move, I'll hold you and rest for a while."
"good."
Song Xiang raised his head and looked at the time for a while, guessing that the exhibition was about to start.
Someone knocked on the door again. She wanted to step away first, but Yan Han held her tightly.
The door was opened, Wei Sisi poked her head in, and was stunned for a moment when she saw their appearance.