With a glass of wine in her hand, Lelia twisted her waist and walked up to us. She bent down and said, "Leanna, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I'd like to propose a toast to you too."

When I was about to raise my glass to clink with her, she shook her hand and a glass of red wine spilled on my white dress without warning, forming a dazzling red stain.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. My hand slipped and I didn't hold it firmly. I splashed it all over your body. I'm sorry." As she spoke, she picked up a napkin and pretended to wipe it...