After I Became a Weak Girl, I Made My Debut

Chapter 48

The waiter walked in, and after taking a step, he suddenly felt a tense atmosphere. As he approached, he said, "Hello, your drinks..."

He placed the tray down and began setting out the glasses.

As he turned around to get the wine, he was taken aback! Having worked at the Maya Hotel for several years, he had seen many wealthy and influential people. But today, why were so many of them gathered here? Were they hosting an industry summit? That couldn't be right, as many of these people worked in entirely different fields.

The waiter was still in a daze.

Jiang Su had already stepped forward to take the wine bottle and pour the wine, as if she were hosting a grand banquet.

"Want a drink?"

Before anyone else could speak, a nervous Yang Yu was the first to respond, "I-I'll have a glass first." He needed that liquid courage!

If it couldn't make him braver, it could at least get him drunk enough to pass out, sparing him from facing this situation!

Jiang Su acknowledged with a "Hmm," and personally handed the glass to Yang Yu.

Yang Yu took it and drank a mouthful.

As he was still swallowing, Cheng Yue pulled out a chair, sat down with a commanding presence, and said in a low voice, "How can someone without hands be introduced here?"

Yang Yu froze.

He looked around stealthily and realized that everyone was watching him.

Jiang Su's first glass of wine was in his hand. Yang Yu suddenly realized this and didn't know whether to spit it out or continue drinking.

Yang Yu hurriedly stood up, "Sorry, Miss Jiang, I'll pour you a glass. Here, Miss Jiang, please." He quickly put down his glass and poured it back to her.

But the atmosphere didn't improve.

It seemed... even pouring Jiang Su's wine was the wrong move.

Yang Yu was on the verge of tears.

He was still too young and new to the circle, always dreaming of becoming an overnight sensation like Jiang Su on a talent show.

He had never thought about anything else!

He had no experience with this kind of "hostility"!

Cheng Yue pursed his lips, "...I'm thirsty."

Jiang Su tilted her head.

Cheng Yue said, "That glass he poured."

Jiang Su found this a bit odd.

Yang Yu, however, saw this as a chance to redeem himself and quickly brought the glass to Cheng Yue, "Mr. Cheng, please."

Cheng Yue gave him a cold look.

This guy is quite a bootlicker... would Jiang Su even be interested in someone like this?

Cheng Yue drank the wine, his expression finally easing a bit.

Yan Yucheng also understood Cheng Yue's meaning.

Others might fear Cheng Yue, but he didn't.

Yan Yucheng laughed, "Mr. Cheng doesn't pour his own drink?" That was a subtle jab, implying Cheng Yue didn't have hands either.

Cheng Yue calmly replied, "My hands are too expensive to move."

Yan Yucheng: "..."

Yang Yu: "..."