How long can a glass of wine last?

Anyway, Danzhe had been drinking all night long, from the time the bar opened until it closed in the early morning.

Yes, it was just a glass of wine. Dan Zhe sat on the bar counter, fixing his gaze on Jian You, who was pouring drinks for the customers. He dipped his lips into the wine, let his tongue lick a bit, savored the taste, put it down, and waited for about five or six minutes before picking it up again. He took a sip and set it down once more.

In the eyes of outsiders, such actions are called - troublemaking!

Why did you come to the bar in the first place? Are you here to play pretend like a little kid?

However, with a blank expression on his face combined with that arrogant temperament, no one dared to strike up a conversation with Dan Zhe. Those who came to the bar were all people who could read others well, so they might have thought that Dan Zhe was some young master from a prestigious family.

That night, Jian You lived in a state of intense pressure. No matter what he did, he could always sense a blatantly obvious gaze fixed strongly upon him. Although harmless, it was still quite unsettling...

When the bar was about to close, Dan Zhe found Jian You and expressed his intentions.

"I don't have any money." Shan Zhe Mu's face remained stoic, speaking sincerely, "When I descended to the mortal realm, I didn't ask for any money from my subjects."

Jian You: "......"

In the end, it's simply because you don't have money, right? Not only do you lack money, but you also come up with such grandiose excuses to try and get others to help pay.

For Jian You, buying a glass of alcohol was not a difficult matter. Even if he was poor, he could still afford it. However, the actions of this young man made Jian You somewhat dissatisfied.

In school, there are often some students who do unnecessary things to mock and trample upon him, in order to highlight his low status.

Yes, in a prestigious school like this, people like Jian You who solely rely on their grades to get in are the least respected.

Jian You's gaze towards Shan Zhe changed. He felt that Shan Zhe was one of those boring people who were brought here to ridicule him.

Even so, Jian You silently settled the bill for him.

Spending money to ward off disaster probably means exactly this. If he causes a scene in the bar, he might get fired... and then there won't be another place willing to pay him such a high salary.

I thought everything would be fine this way. However, when Jian You walked out of the bar, she saw a teenager squatting at the entrance with a slight frown on her forehead.

Shane stood in a squatting position, looked up at him, and said, "You finally came out. It's so cold."

"...You were waiting for me?" Jian You shook his head disapprovingly. "What are you trying to do? I can't give you anything. Similarly, if you're here to mock my destitute life, as you can see, this is who I am, needing to work in order to support myself."

Dan Zhe quietly listened to him belittle himself, his watery eyes twinkling slightly in the darkness.

"What did you say?" Shan Zhe's voice was devoid of any emotion. "You are a person favored by God."

As the words fell, Jian You's gaze suddenly became resentful. "What God? Who is really God? I don't need those lofty talks, and I don't need God's favor either. Right now, all I hope for is to have enough to eat, to be clothed, and to live an ordinary life!"

After finishing speaking, Jian You turned around angrily and walked forward in big strides.

Shanezhi watched his figure disappear into the distance, with a flicker in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he followed suit.

- Fool, I am God, I will definitely favor you.

Distrust is to make him let go of his guard through prayer and influence.