Xia Siyu stood outside the door and peered through the crack to see the female second lead getting up radiantly, delicately holding her glass, "Bo Yan, they want me to drink with you, or else I have to down three cups. Today's your birthday, you wouldn't want to see me get punished, right?"
If it were any other man, they might have immediately stood up to drink with her. It was just one cup after all, and nothing more.
But Bo Yan just smiled, "Sorry."
Someone beside them urged, "Xiaobo, just have a glass with her. It's a rare occasion, your birthday; let's all have some fun."
Bo Yan looked up at that person with an indifferent expression and still didn't budge. Someone else chimed in, "Come on, have a drink!"
"Yeah, look at how Xiaoxu is feeling wronged over here."
Bo Yan just smiled, raised his own glass to clink with the female second lead, and took a sip, "Thank you for your wishes."
Still, he refused to drink a nuptial cup.
