As soon as the words fell, Xia Yinian casually took the two glasses of red wine from Yu Wanqing's hand.
"Today is the opening day of Uncle and Third Young Master's Cosmetic Group. I should toast to Uncle, why should I toast to you?"
She glared fiercely at Yu Wanqing, and Xia Yinian handed one of the glasses of red wine to Gu Beicheng.
"Uncle, I wish your Group prosperous and thriving!" Xia Yinian's loud voice rang out again.
She looked at the man in front of her, her face showing no signs of unease.
Ever since arriving next to Xia Yinian, Gu Beicheng's eyes had been fixed on the little girl.
Meeting the girl's gaze, the chill in his body seemed to dissipate.
Gu Beicheng had just stretched out his broad palm to take the wine glass when Xia Yinian picked up her own glass and clinked it against his.
"Cheers!" She slightly tilted up the corners of her mouth and raised the glass.
