Mrs. Huang saw that Mr. Huang's face was turning blue, red, and purple, and she was extremely angry even if she didn't give herself an accurate word.
This stinky man behaved like this when he died!
Wasn't she prepared?
What if he had a stroke while drunk and was unable to speak anymore?
She has to leave some protection for herself and her son, right?
Mr. Huang, however, seemed to be angry, holding a bowl bigger than his head and purring.
After drinking half of a big bowl, he felt that none of his internal organs were his.
You want to back down, but a group of people keep cheering.
Mrs. Huang was worried that he would die like this, but she also wished that this man would just drink himself to death.
Mr. Huang drank two-thirds of the drink and couldn't drink it anymore.
Everyone saw it and laughed: "Come on Mr. Huang, it's boring!"
"Well done to Mr. Huang for not embarrassing us!"
"Mr. Huang has a good capacity for drinking. In the past, you always pretended to be drunk at all the major cocktail parties."
Mr. Huang: It’s not like I’m pretending to be drunk.
It's just that he was too drunk and ignored his female companion at night. After all, it didn't fit his romantic image.
So, you have to save some energy to work at night, right?
Seeing Mr. Huang finish a large bowl, he turned the bottom of the bowl over.
Yan Rushan was finally satisfied.
"How's it going, Mr. Yan? Does Mr. Huang keep his word?" Mr. Huang took two steps forward, wanting to get closer to Yan Rushan.
Unexpectedly, Yan Rushan took a step back while protecting Manshu. He was afraid that this drunk man would infect his niece.
When he gave in, Mr. Huang stumbled and almost fell.
The waiter next to him had quick eyesight and helped Mr. Huang.
Mrs. Huang wanted to help him, but she was fierce when she hit Mr. Huang. In fact, she was not very strong at ordinary times.
And because of the high heels I was wearing, I was afraid that I would be implicated by Mr. Huang and make a fool of myself.
Mr. Huang was supported by someone and burped: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Huang has finished drinking. It's your turn next."
Isn’t it cultural exchange between North and South?
I drank it all and apologized. If you accept my apology, you should drink such a large bowl, right?
He stared at Yan Rushan fiercely, thinking: Drink you to death! Drink to death you little bitch!
Yan Rushan smiled and picked up the glass of red wine that Mr. Huang had just handed him: "Since Mr. Huang has done it, I'll do whatever I want."
Damn it!
No one expected that Yan Rushan would be so shameless.
Mr. Huang?
He was so angry that he fainted.
"Mr. Huang, are you drunk?" Yan Rushan did not feel that his behavior was bad at all.
Seeing Butler Yan asking someone to send Mr. Huang and Mrs. Huang out together, he even said seriously: "Tsk, tsk, so, this person must be careful in his words and deeds, otherwise he doesn't know when trouble will come out of his mouth."
"See how Mr. Huang opens his mouth so well. He doesn't know how to speak human words. He even gets drunk after drinking."
The group of old men who didn’t speak nicely just now were left behind: “…”
They seem to know why Yan Rushan wants to play with Mr. Huang. Is the relationship to express his feelings for his niece?
But they were just talking and joking.
He was just eavesdropping, so why did he take it seriously?
Yan Zhan seemed to know what Yan Rushan meant. Instead of stopping him, he even helped him.
After dealing with Mr. Huang's matter, Yan Zhan looked at Manshu and said, "Mrs. Li, Manman doesn't need to worry."
Thanks to Mrs. Li's cleverness, she learned to faint.
Otherwise, after dealing with Mr. Huang, Yan Zhan will deal with her next.
Manshu watched the excitement and shook his head: "I'm not worried. Third uncle, you can go and do your work."