Startled, he turned his head and was caught off guard by a man in a white shirt walking over from the side hall. He was carrying a bottle of red wine in his hand. He casually straightened his shirt collar, revealing an attractive collarbone.,It seemed as if he hadn't heard what Aunt Song had said. Lu Hanchuan walked over, took a glass, and poured himself a glass of red wine.,Just as I was thinking how to brush this matter aside, the measured footsteps of a calm person approached.。