Inside the private room.

Watching the middle-aged man approaching step by step, Shen Chuxia and Jiang Yuhan instinctively shrank back, but they had already backed into a corner with nowhere else to retreat.

The middle-aged man held a glass of wine, looked at the two of them, and said with a sly smile, "Two lovely ladies, don't say I didn't give you a chance. I'll give you ten seconds to drink this glass, and then we can talk."

"Isn't going out supposed to be fun? Why make it unpleasant? Don't you agree?"