“What would you like to drink?” Ying Xingjue asked Wei San as he stood up.

“Anything is fine.” Wei San leaned back on the sofa, crossed her legs in front of Ying Yuerong, and was happy to have just received ten pieces of material.

Ying Chenghe, sitting next to him, felt a little sour. His cousin didn’t ask him what he wanted to drink, and didn’t even glance at him.

The more he thought about it, the more bitter he became. Ying Chenghe turned his head and stared at Wei San, his gaze like a knife.

Taking advantage of the moment when Ying Yuerong lowered her head to send a message, Wei San raised her hand and pressed down on Ying Chenghe’s face, blocking the jealous and sour look in his eyes, and forcefully turned his head to the side.

Wei San glanced at Ying Xingjue and clicked her tongue; there were far too many drinks in their refrigerator.

It’s so nice to live in a wealthy family.

Ying Xingjue stood in front of the bar, opened the drink, poured it into a glass, and brought over a tray. He placed a glass of orange juice in front of Wei San and handed the rock sugar pear juice to Ying Chenghe.

Wei San has no dietary restrictions except for the strawberry-flavored nutrient solution, so she took it, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking it, she realized that it wasn’t just simple orange juice; it also contained some nutritional supplements, which gave her a feeling of being full of energy.

“Do you want more?” Ying Xingjue asked when he saw Wei San finish her drink in one gulp and stare at the cup thoughtfully.

Wei San immediately handed the glass to Ying Xingjue, who took a large bottle of beverage from the bar and poured her a full glass. After Wei San finished drinking, she handed the glass back to him, and Ying Xingjue silently continued pouring.

Seeing the two’s actions, Ying Yuerong frowned slightly. This Wei San was far too shameless. What normal person would do such a thing?

Let’s look at Ying Chenghe again……

He hung his head, clutching the cup filled with rock sugar pear juice, almost in tears.

He was so moved, so very moved.

Years have passed, and his cousin still remembers his favorite drink.

Ying Chenghe was secretly moved to tears, already self-satisfied that his cousin actually thought highly of him, but was only indifferent to him because he had to maintain his super 3S aloofness. For example, he himself…… always maintained the demeanor of a scion of a noble family in order not to embarrass the Ying family.

However…… he’s shameless now.

Ying Chenghe was so focused on holding his cup carefully that he didn’t see his cousin next to him pouring Wei San her fifth cup.

“In the next day or two, the media may come to interview you. I hope you guys will control your mouths,” Ying Yuerong said with a hint of intimidation. “Xingjue has had two episodes of illness, but he has never hurt anyone like this before. This time, it is clearly someone who has framed him.”

Wei San tilted her head back and finished the orange juice in his glass: “It’s no use for you to tell us this.”

Ying Yuerong’s brows remained furrowed. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Wei San point at the drink in Ying Xingjue’s hand and say, “Give me this drink, and I’ll in front of the media……”

Wei San raised an eyebrow at Ying Xingjue, then raised her hand to her mouth and pulled it from left to right.

Ying Xingjue lowered his eyes, a very faint smile appearing on his lips. He bent down to close the cap and handed the bottle to Wei San: “Can we keep this a secret now?”

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