"I had this drink made just for you. Refusing it... is that your way of disrespecting me, Gong Shao'er?" Jian Rongruo's eyes fell on the glass on the tray. Even before she touched it, the potent stench of alcohol hit her. She'd already had three drinks, each one stronger than the last. The most recent one felt like it was searing a hole through her stomach; it had taken every ounce of her strength