"Mu Shen ......" Ye Mujing handed over a handkerchief and whispered to reassure Ye Mu Shen, "The overall situation is important, don't make trouble." ”

Ling Shang sneered and slapped Ye Mujing's hand.

Ye Mushen didn't expect to be slapped away by Ling Shang like this, and his elbow hit the table, dipping his sleeve of soup.

Handkerchiefs fall to the ground.

Ye Mujing was stunned, and her eyes turned red.

Zhou Yinchen keenly noticed Ye Mujing's confusion in one step early and night, and hurriedly got up to pick up the handkerchief for him personally.

"Ah Jing, your clothes ......" Zhou Yinchen pointed to Ye Mujing's sleeves, and then pulled him up, "Look at your usual steady and generous, why can't you control your sleeves like you did when you were a child...... I'll take you to clear it up. ”

Ye Mu Shen was poured hot wine by Ling Shang, and the anger in his stomach was also calmed by Zhou Yinchen's rare and sincere concern.

This tanhualang has a careless attitude towards anyone and everything, but he is famous for loving his nephew, who is only four years younger.

"Ling Shang—" Zhou Hao's tone was heavy, "That's how you treat the old man's righteous son?" ”

"Isn't that what you mean, Master Taifu?" Ling Shang responded with a smile and poured another glass of wine on Ye Mushen's head.

Ye Mushen's eyes were stung by the wine again, and his throat couldn't make a sound.

"Joke! When did the old man say this? Zhou Hao's hand wearing a jade wrench made a shocking sound on the table, "Ling Shang, don't think that the old man doesn't know, you are actually ......"

"What am I?" Ling Shang raised his eyebrows, "Master Taifu is old, did he remember something wrong?" ”

Ye Mushen really couldn't understand what kind of dumb riddle these two were playing.

He was poured two glasses of cold wine by Ling Shang, and his heart was also cold.

After getting used to the stinging of the wine, Ye Mushen got up and prepared to change his clothes.

He bowed to several high-ranking and powerful ministers at the table, shook his shirt, and wanted to leave.

"Slow down—" Zhou Hao dragged out his voice, "Your friend toasts you, and you at least know how to exchange courtesies." ”

Ye Mushen stubbornly looked at Taifu Zhou's eyes, "What does my father-in-law mean ......"

He also glanced at Ling Shang.

This guy's face is obviously drunk red at the moment, and his slender body is also quite shaky, weak and weak.

Zhou Hao's voice was as deep as thunder, his gray eyebrows were crossed, and the wrinkles on his face were engraved with some sinister thoughts-

"Ye Mu ginseng, it's not that the old man deliberately embarrassed you.

"But what do you say, you are also the presiding officer of the old man's birthday ceremony, not to mention that you are still the old man's righteous son.

"Today is the 60th birthday of the old man, and an outsider dares to be so unreasonable to you in public......

"Isn't it too disrespectful to the old man?"

Ling Shang sneered and said nothing.

The other two ministers at the table, who were evenly matched with Mrs. Zhou, pretended to be deaf and dumb and stared at the play on the stage.

"Father-in-law, Ling Shang is my friend," Ye Mushen laughed dryly twice and saluted again, "We never pay attention to any courtesy and exchange between us...... I still have some things, so I'll go down first. ”

"It's not. You and I are not friends. Ling Shang said coldly.

He stretched out his arm and stopped Ye Mushen. His hand holding the empty wine bottle was pressed against Ye Mushen's chest, unintentionally causing the Tsundere Hall Master's head to be congested again.

Ling Shang looked ahead, his tone indifferent, "What Lord Taifu said is that it is the fairest to exchange courtesies. ”

"You ......" Ye Mushen used all his strength to reluctantly and calmly pull off Ling Shang's hand.

He clutched Ling Shang's red sleeve with one hand and clenched his fist with the other, "Ling Shang, you're drunk." ”

"I'm not drunk." Ling Shang smiled conceitedly, "Are you as old and confused as Taifu?" ”

In the blink of an eye, Ling Shang let go of the wine bottle in his hand.

The golden jade wine bottle fell to the ground with a thud.

Ling Shang paused word by word, "Ye Mushen, you and I are not even friends for a long time. ”