Qin Yuelan still hasn't figured out why Su Rui's eyes flashed that sparkle. All he saw was that he raised his neck, drank all the red wine in his goblet, and then wiped his mouth with the white towel on the dining table.

"This wine is really good."

As he spoke, he folded the white towel in his hand and put it in the corner of the table.

Even Qin Yuelan, sitting opposite, did not see it. The center of the white towel was soaked with a piece of red wine.

"Drink less, your body is still recovering." Qin Yueran frowned.

Su Rui smiled and said, "It's all right. I'm...