The screams of the sister group were particularly loud, and the men who joined the fun also ended up drinking.

Duan Qingxin and her bridesmaid had nothing to do.

As early as the wine glass was shaking, Chen Fanyin pulled them back a few steps, and the scattered wine did not even touch their skirts.

"What are you doing?!"

The woman in the short skirt sitting on Yin Zhou's lap jumped up, blushed, and stared at Chen Fanyin fiercely.

While shaking the glass fragments off her skirt, she said to Yin Zhou softly: "Brother, what kind of friends are there in her family? Are you here to attend a wedding banquet or to smash the venue?"

Chen Fanyin glanced at her: "Your throat was squeezed by the door?"

"How did you speak?!"

"Speak with your mouth." Chen Fanyin answered very seriously, "You can't accept it differently from you?"

“…”

Chen Fanyin ignored her, glanced at the circle of embarrassed people, and attacked Su Mu behind her.

Su Mu immediately realized it, picked up the white wine that no one had drunk on their table and ran over.

Chen Fanyin took the wine bottle and turned around and smiled slightly at Duan Qingxin: "Qingxin, wait a moment, I apologize first."

Duan Qing was confused and let Su Mu drag her and two bridesmaids to their table to sit down.

Chen Fanyin walked towards Yinzhou with a bottle of wine.

She stood in front of him and showed Yin Zhou the first smile since he met him.

"Sorry, Young Master Yin, I accidentally swept your interest," she unscrewed the bottle cap and directly put a whole bottle of white wine in front of Yin Zhou. "Come on, keep drinking, don't get angry because I'm not angry."

Yin Zhou looked at the big bottle of white wine and laughed jokingly, and cold sweat slid down his spine.

He wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare, not just because of Jing Zeheng.

He felt that her smile seemed to be saying: If you don’t drink it, I’ll get it.

"Who are you? Why join in the fun?"

"Our wine is toast to the bride! What did you ask Mr. Yin to drink?"

The female voice was so quarreling.

Chen Fanyin's eyes swept across their faces one by one, and his smile became stronger and stronger.

She waited patiently for them to make a quarrel almost the same, then looked at Yin Zhou: "Mr. Yin knows that Qingxin can't drink, but he can't refute the face of the guests, right? So you can only drink this wine for Qingxin."

The woman with a short skirt reached out and wanted to grab the bottle of wine in Chen Fanyin's hand. She flashed easily and glanced at the woman with a short skirt and said, "Does this lady want to drink for Mr. Yin? I'm sorry, this is probably not suitable. Mr. Yin's wine is because Qingxin is his wife. The couple is reasonable and legal. Why are you... "

The woman in the short skirt looked ashen: "I am his friend!"

"It's just a friend," Chen Fanyin covered her lips and chuckled, "I thought you were Miss Yin when I heard you speak up with your brother."

The woman in the short skirt wanted to talk, but Yin Zhou pushed her aside.

He smiled dryly and said, "Miss Chen, don't be angry, my friends just like to joke, how could they..."

Chen Fanyin lowered her eyes and looked at the bottle of wine in her hand, and slowly said, "Mr. Yin looks down on the wine I handed over? Then I'll let Su Mu come over?"

Yin Zhou smiled awkwardly: "What, why...?"

"Brother, don't pay attention to this woman! She..."

"Shut up!" Yin Zhou glared directly, "Don't make trouble!"

After he finished his roar, he made up his mind and took the bottle of wine from Chen Fanyin, smiled and said thank you, and did not forget to greet the others: "I've done the wine I love!"

He just fucked the bottle, and his sister group was anxious than the other. There were more scenes and tears fell down.

"Cough cough cough..." Yin Zhou was choked after taking a few sips and had to stop.

The white wine wet his collar and looked very embarrassed.

He was about to explain a few words to Chen Fanyin, but turned around and found that she had left long ago. He was standing next to Mr. Zeng and talking to Duan Qingxin!

He held the bottle of wine, didn't want to drink it, and didn't know if he could let it go, so he was so entangled.

"Lao Zeng, your little apprentice is much more neat than you! I like this kid," the white-haired old man next to Mr. Zeng looked at Chen Fanyin with a smile, "Girl, are you interested in learning Chinese painting from me?"

Chen Fanyin put away his thorns and stood up and smiled, "You are so stupid. I'm afraid I won't learn any fur in ten years."

"This child is so good at speaking! Lao Zeng, please agree to let the child learn from me, hurry!"

Mr. Zeng looked at him with complicated eyes: "Don't you regret it?"

"I will regret it if I don't accept this apprentice!"

Mr. Zeng turned to Chen Fanyin directly: "Hurry, Yinyin, while Brother Duan doesn't understand you, hurry up and become a disciple!"

The white-haired old man named Duan Li, is Duan Qingxin's second grandfather. He is the most famous master of Chinese painting in the world and is also Zeng Lao's best friend. Even when it was his granddaughter's wedding, he came to sit with Zeng Lao.

Duan Qingxin’s wedding design order is Mr. Zeng who Duan Li found.

Seeing that his master looked serious, Chen Fanyin immediately cooperated and poured a cup of tea and served: "Master, please use tea."

"Hey, hey! OK!"

Duan Li smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, took a sip of the tea, and fumbled on his body for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable gift, so he simply took off a string of sandalwood beads on his wrist and stuffed them into Chen Fanyin's hand.

He said: "Good boy, if anyone dares to bully you in the future, please mention me. I see who is not very eyebrow dares to bully you!"

He finished speaking and Yin Zhou was back.

He didn't finish the bottle of white wine, but his face was still red and his steps were shaking a little.

He wandered to Chen Fanyin and said, "Miss Chen, if nothing is wrong, I will continue to toast with Qingxin."

Duan Qingxin was sitting in the seat before Shen Fanyin, her face was still not very good, and her two bridesmaids stopped her tears.

Chen Fanyin glanced at them and looked at Yin Zhou who was obviously drunk: "Qingxin is heavy and is so tired today, why don't you go by yourself?"

With the help of alcohol, Yin Zhou became much more courageous.

He said: "Miss Chen, I will give you face, but you are just a guest. If you have too much control, it will be rude, right?"

Chen Fanyin: "Sorry, I shouldn't have been in charge of a minute ago, but Qingxin is now my niece. Do you think I can control it?"

Yin Zhou looked confused and woke up most of the time he was drunk.

Duan Li clasped his fist and pressed his lower lip, cleared his throat, and his voice became much colder: "Yin Zhou, are your children making trouble too much?"

Yin Zhou's cold sweat instantly wet his shirt and the wine completely woke up.

He quickly said, "Grandpa Second, you misunderstood. They just like to joke. Don't think too much!"

"The so-called joke is enough to make both parties feel funny." Duan Li shook his head and suddenly pointed at Chen Fanyin, "Oh by the way, Yin Zhou, this is my little apprentice. You should call me aunt."

Yin Zhou: “…”

When others get married, they can receive a lot of blessings and red envelopes.

He was different, he received an aunt.

When his sadness was so strong that he could not extricate himself, Chen Fanyin slowly made another blow: "So, can I control it?"

Yin Zhou looked at her smile and regretted it.

What is his purpose for this day?
Chapter completed!