After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

Wen Zhi said sternly to him: "A full cup represents full sincerity."

Shang Hexing: "Grandpa is famous for not getting enough food and salt. Don't embarrass yourself and pour some out."

Wen Zhi's eyes were bright and there was no trace of drunkenness at all. Even his voice was pretty: "Just because you can't drink, doesn't mean I can't drink. Don't look down on me."

Shang Hexing laughed angrily: "Are you serious?"

Wen Zhi nodded.

Shang Hexing took back his hand: "Okay, you go."

Wen Zhi said he would go and walked up to Mr. Han with the glass of wine.

When Mrs. Han came just now, his displeasure with Wen Zhi was all on his face.

At this time, Wen Zhi went to propose a toast to Mr. Han, and it was clear that he hit his head on the muzzle of a gun.There were many people at other tables who were watching the show, and they also wanted to see what kind of tricks Wen Zhi had to do to please Mr. Han in order to marry into a businessman.

Old Mrs. Han raised his eyelids and glanced at Wen Zhi, not wanting to pay attention.

Wen Zhi stood next to Mr. Han. After thinking about it, he called him: "Old Chief."

Mr. Han didn't look good on Wen Zhi and didn't say anything.

Wen Zhi stretched out his hands and raised the wine glass in front of Mr. Han: "Old chief, actually I have a lot of heartfelt things to say to you."

Mr. Han was startled by Wen Zhi's sudden move.

Wen Zhi added: "I also know that no matter what I say, you won't want to hear a word of it, so it's better not to say it. I'll do it first out of respect."

After speaking, Wen Zhi drank the glass of wine in his hand.

Mr. Han was stunned for a moment at this passionate and refreshing scene, thinking to himself, didn't they say that the little girl He Xing was attracted to, Yangliu Fufeng, was too weak to take care of herself?

Is this called weakness?

Wen Zhi put down his wine glass: "Look, old chief, I've finished my drink."

Old Mrs. Han glanced at it and drank it all in one gulp, but he still had a bad expression: "This wine is strong. If you can't drink it, don't be brave. If something happens, some people will blame me, an old man, for being mean."

After saying that, he glanced at the person sitting opposite him intentionally or unintentionally.

The person sitting opposite was none other than Shang Hexing, with a half-hearted smile on his lips. He quietly watched Wen Zhi and his grandfather 'dealing' with each other without saying a word.

Wen Zhi said, "Don't worry, I have a good drinking capacity. I can still drink ten more drinks." Mr. Han raised his eyebrows.

Opposite him, Shang Hexing's eyebrows twitched, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Wen Zhi took the bottle of wine in front of Mr. Han and said, "Let me have a taste."

The corners of Old Mrs. Han's mouth twitched: "Taste?"

Shang Hexing was about to get up and stop him.

But Mrs. Han was quicker and reached out to hold down the bottle of wine: "That won't work."

Wen Zhi suddenly realized something and immediately said, "I'm sorry, old chief, I'm rude."

Old Mrs. Han sneered: "Oh, you still know that you are rude."

Wen Zhi whispered: "I know you don't like me. No matter what I do, it will be disrespectful."

Mr. Han snorted heavily: "It's good to know."

The little girl is quite sensible and self-aware.

It seems that it will save you trouble to send it away in the future.

Even if this little girl doesn't look very smart, I'm afraid I have to arrange a good place for her to go when she is dismissed, otherwise she will be easily deceived.

Wen Zhi had already returned to Shang Hexing and sat down. She secretly asked him, "Did I perform well just now?"

Shang Hexing nodded.

Wen Zhi didn't dare to act coquettishly, so he had to poke him with his hand: "Is it really good?"

This poke touched Shang Hexing's heart. His heart was as soft as anything. He squeezed her hand and said, "Wen Zhi, I can feel that you are taking our relationship seriously."

Wen Zhi pursed his lips and remained silent.

She drank two glasses of wine in a row, and the smell of alcohol on her body was very light, mixed with the smell of perfume, so that Shang Hexing couldn't help but want to kiss her now.

He held back and repeatedly groped her hand with his fingertips: "Grandpa is a very important relative to me. You are willing to take the initiative to go to him, which means that you are also working hard to come to me."

After saying that, he asked her: "Wen Zhi, can I understand this?"