Hearing this, Yan Rusheng's eyes looked in the direction of the door, and his face couldn't help but turn a little colder.

Jiang Zhuoheng was wearing a smoky gray shirt with a tie still hanging around his neck, and the smile on his face was mixed with a hint of exhaustion, and he looked like he had just come out of work.

Just like Yan Rusheng came in just now, someone immediately greeted him.

"You came later than Yan San, Yan San was punished three glasses just now, you can watch it yourself."

Not everyone in their wealthy circle is as busy as Yan Rusheng and Jiang Zhuoheng, most of them are usually idle rich N generations.

There is also no shortage of red aristocrats, whose ancestors have carried guns and killed enemies on the battlefield.

Jiang Zhuoheng looked at the two people who were attacking him left and right, and said with a smile: "I won't do it myself, so you can help me do it." ”

"To be fair, double it." Someone suggested.

Immediately someone raised their hand in agreement, "Yes, double it." ”

Three cups doubled that is six cups, Jiang Zhuoheng smiled helplessly, "Isn't it okay not to drink?" ”

The buddy next to him patted him on the shoulder with a wicked smile, "It's Ah Heng, you are an understanding person." ”

"Okay." Jiang Zhuoheng nodded, walked to the sofa and sat down.

As with Yan Rusheng's treatment, the brothers brought the wine glass to him, and waited by the side like a maid, pouring her wine.

Six glasses of wine, he drank in a row, and he didn't eat a single bite halfway.

After drinking the last glass, the applause and applause in the box were thunderous.

Boy, pretend to ~ force!

Everyone was coaxing, and Young Master Yan sat quietly on the side, staring at Jiang Zhuoheng who had drunk six glasses of wine with disdain.

can only be brave for a while, if he really competes, his amount of alcohol will throw him a few streets.

Everything is inferior to him, I really don't know why that stupid woman is so blind, guarding him such a superb and unmoved, and she has just opened her love for that lady-like guy.

also gave up studying abroad for him, and I never forgot him for three years.

Thinking about it, he secretly let out a cold snort from his nose, reached out and picked up the wine bottle, poured himself a glass of wine, and raised his head to drink.

It was obviously a strong drink, but when he drank it, it seemed to be sour in his mouth, and it poured acid into his stomach.

Ming Ansheng, who was sitting closest to him, saw through his thoughts, leaned into his ear, and asked funny: "Say, didn't you bring Lifelike over tonight, are you afraid that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl will meet?" ”

The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?

Yan Rusheng's face sank when he heard this, and he squinted at Ming Ansheng, "Ming Ansheng, are you looking for death?" ”

actually said that his daughter-in-law and the ladyboy were the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?

Even if the stupid woman is a weaver girl, the cowherd should be him, and he can't turn the ladyboy.

However, Ming Ansheng guessed correctly, he really didn't want to let Lifelike come over tonight, because this kind of party, there will definitely be Jiang Zhuoheng, and he doesn't want them to meet.

So when he asked her, he was really afraid that she would nod.

"Hey, hey, guess who I was out there."

Lu Yinan went out to answer a phone call and came in, as if he had discovered a new continent, and excitedly called everyone's attention to him.

Someone joked, "Who? Are you good-looking? ”

"It's a good old man." Lu Yinan grinned, not at all in line with his image of Sven.

After a pause, he suddenly looked at Yan Rusheng and continued: "But it's not mine, it's Yan San." ”

Hearing this, everyone can guess who it is with their toes.

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