Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire

17: Chapter 17 Eighteen Layers of Hell 17: Chapter 17 Eighteen Layers of Hell However, it was actually the first time he had seen someone like her, with her clear soup and plain noodles, her unadorned face, petite and pure like a student.

Everyone’s gaze fell on An Ruo, unable to bear their burning eyes, she could only lower her head and demurely look away.

Tang Yuchen was very familiar with this place; he could be said to be its king.

Here, he needed not deliberately greet anyone, behaving as he pleased, his every move was full of the demeanor of a ruler.

An Ruo sat with him on the leather sofa, although she appeared calm on the surface, in reality, she wasn’t very confident inside.

She knew she should not have come to this place, yet she had stubbornly followed along.

The waitress prepared two bottles of ’88 red wine for Tang Yuchen, the rose-colored liquid poured into the tall glass, emitting a splendid glow.

Tang Yuchen picked up the glass, shook it by his lips, then suddenly pressed the cold rim of the glass against An Ruo’s tender lips.

“Drink it.”

An Ruowei hesitated slightly then carefully tried to avoid it, “I don’t drink.”

The man’s dark gaze fixed on her, his lips curved in a shallow smile, yet he did not speak.

his scrutiny, An Ruo

glass, but Tang Yuchen

she had no

the most mellow wine felt spicy

antagonized her, tilting the glass and pouring large gulps of

she finished the last

large hand fell on her back, gently stroking, as if helping her catch

it was from the choking or from

a glass of whiskey for himself, half a glass,

“Try this one.”

Ruo quickly shook her

faint smile on his face, “An

“But…

anymore, I’ll get

of, I’m here, no one will dare to touch you if you get drunk.” Of course, except for

eyes flickered

drinking just one more glass could regain the An family’s partnership, it seemed like a good

“Fine, I’ll drink.”