Tang Song was slightly startled, then burst out laughing with a "Pfft!"
Naturally, he knew it was a reference from the movie From China with Love. But coming from Bei Yuwei, paired with her deliberate imitation of a Hong Kong-accented Mandarin and her excellent acting, it was unexpectedly hilarious.
"Go on, laugh. I'm serious, you know." Bei Yuwei tilted her head and lightly poked Tang Song's arm with her fingertip.
As a highly gifted singer, she had extremely precise control over her voice.
While speaking, she had deliberately adjusted the resonance in her mouth, nasal cavity, and chest, causing a noticeable change in her vocal tone.
Cheng Qiuqiu, sitting across from them, had not recognized Bei Yuwei.
"How much?" Tang Song went along with the joke.
"Emm..." Bei Yuwei pretended to think for a moment. Under Tang Song's astonished gaze, she picked up the draft beer in front of him, lifted her mask slightly from below to reveal the faint outline of her lips, took a small sip, and set it back down.
"There, now we're even!" Bei Yuwei blinked her exposed eyes, a hint of flirtation and provocation in them.
Tang Song wore an odd expression. Pointing at Cheng Qiuqiu across from them, he smiled. "That beer belongs to Qiuqiu. Drinking it without her permission is rather rude."
"Ah?" Bei Yuwei froze for a moment, embarrassment flashing through her eyes. "Sorry, Miss. I'll get you another one."
"It's fine. I don't mind." Cheng Qiuqiu forced out a smile, her hand beneath the table tightening slightly as she tried to calm the turmoil in her heart.
Bei Yuwei seemed to notice Cheng Qiuqiu's unusual reaction, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She picked up the draft beer in front of Tang Song and swapped it with