"Sir, your wine."

Feng Xuan was stunned, staring blankly at Feng Momo, not even noticing when Hao Gao brought the wine over.

Seeing this, Hao Gao pursed his lips and scratched his head before walking away.

Feng Xuan snapped back to reality, saw the wine on the table, picked it up, and took a few gulps. Smacking his lips, he said, "Momo, are you serious?"