After my divorce, I was targeted by the queen of bad movies.

Yang Mi narrowed her fox-like eyes. She glanced at him first, then looked at Jiang Ye.

Sweetie, what do you mean by this?

You want to take Jiang Ye's investment rights from me?

Are we still best friends?

However, Yang Mi also knew that Jing Tian had been asking Jiang Ye for a song, and it was clear that he was doing the same thing as Huang Daming: investing money in Jiang Ye.

Jing Tian actually wanted to be the financial backer himself.

Jiang Ye didn't think too much about it: "Let's wait for it to go live. After it goes live, we'll probably need angel investment. I'll definitely talk to you guys first then. But I'm not sure how much potential this app has. We'll have to see how it performs after it goes live."

When talking about his professional skills, Jiang Ye's face became much more confident.

Although Yang Mi was somewhat dissatisfied that he still invited Jing Tian, ​​she also understood that if an app wanted to be operated well, the amount of money needed might not be small.

She has some spare money, but not too much, since female celebrities have too many expenses.

He can't compare to Jing Tian, ​​that big shot.

Jing Tian suddenly felt something strange.

She felt this seemed to be a signal.

Thinking back to the chilled lychees from before, and this dinner invitation, she vaguely felt that Jiang Ye's real intentions were not about the wine, but about her.

Women tend to overthink.

Of course, men tend to overthink things too.

However, since Huang Daming brought up the topic, she was a little unsure.

So after mentioning it briefly, she quietly buried herself in her food.

Ugh, it tastes really bad.

I specifically made room for this in my stomach.

No wonder seven companies went bankrupt in one year.

Your boss is here, and you're still making such terrible food.

This is the simplest hot pot ever!

David was munching and complaining as he ate, while Huang Daming was already urging him to drink again.

Yang Mi knew she was in trouble the moment she saw this situation.

She knew that Jiang Ye had a low alcohol tolerance.

Huang Daming couldn't handle baijiu (Chinese liquor), but he could drink red wine and beer like crazy. He kept pouring Jiang Ye drinks, and she noticed that Jiang Ye's eyebrows were almost furrowed into a deep frown.

Jiang Ye had just drunk a few glasses of wine on behalf of An Xiaoxiao; if he drank any more, he'd probably black out.

This time, Yang Mi didn't wait for Jiang Ye to ask for help. She directly took the wine glass from Jiang Ye's hand and said, "Brother Ming, Brother Ye is almost done drinking. I'll drink with you."

Huang Daming was shrewd and immediately noticed something amiss. Combining this with the various scandals that had been circulating recently, he smiled and said, "If you want to drink for me, you'll have to drink a toast together first."

Yang Mi blushed deeply: "Ming-ge, stop fooling around."

She glanced at Jiang Ye and noticed that he seemed a little dazed, his handsome face flushed, whether from shyness or from drinking.

Jing Tian also looked at the two of them, thinking to himself, whether Jiang Ye has feelings for Yang Mi or not, it all depends on this glass of wine.

If you drank it, then you're just overthinking it.

If you didn't drink...

Hmm, you won't refuse to drink, will you?

This is a great opportunity to drink a toast with Yang Mi!

What an opportunity so many men dream of!

"I'm not making a fuss. After we drank the nuptial wine, I won't drink with Brother Ye anymore, I'll drink with you instead."

Huang Daming's eyes were full of mockery, and he was secretly pleased with himself.

Today, please call me Huang Yue Lao (Old Man of the Moon).

Moreover, if things go smoothly today, Yang Mi probably won't be angry about the arrangements for this premiere anymore.

Sigh, what can I do? I love my wife so much.

It's tough for Da Ming too.

Who can understand the pain of being blinded by love?

……

Jiang Ye was already a little tipsy by this point.

He used to be a programmer and rarely socialized.

Later, I drove fast and stopped drinking.

Now that he's in the entertainment industry, he understands that he can't help but drink.

Moreover, Huang Daming took the initiative to give An Xiaoxiao the opportunity to intern on the film crew, so it was impossible not to toast her.

So he was trying his best to drink more, but he still couldn't hold on any longer.

After all, their foundation was weak.

If the dream world can give you singing and acting skills, can it also give you drinking capacity?

I wonder when I'll dream about a movie or TV series that lets me drink a lot.

If that's the case, does that mean martial arts would also work?

Many actors have real skills. Wouldn't it be even better if they could learn martial arts?

Jiang Ye's mind got more and more excited as he thought about it. If this were true, could he learn all sorts of industry skills in his dreams in the future?

A culinary genius? A racing genius? A marksman genius? A martial arts master?

It's really possible.

Unfortunately, lately I've been dreaming about terrible movies with incomplete plots, let alone any special skills.

I hope the dream world will bring me more surprises.

Just then, Jiang Ye suddenly heard Huang Daming mention the nuptial cup, and he quickly waved his hand, saying, "No, no, wouldn't that damage Sister Mi's reputation? It's inappropriate, it's inappropriate."

Upon hearing this, Yang Mi's face turned even redder.

This time I was angry.

You blockhead, do you really not want anything to do with me?

I was just praising you, but now it seems you're just a blockhead.

Jing Tian stopped eating the fish ball.

Really not drinking?

This is Honey!

Isn't this the ultimate dream for you men?

Even when he was drunk, this man tried his best to control himself and avoid having any scandals with Yang Mi.

Could it really be what I'm thinking?

Jing Tian's pretty face suddenly flushed slightly.

No way?

Did that chilled lychee really have some special significance?

Is this man giving himself a straight answer?

Jing Tian felt a little flustered.

……

Huang Daming was also a little unsure.

What's going on?

Could it be that the concubine is willing, but the man is not?

Or is it just that you're thin-skinned?

Huang Daming thought he had found the right answer. He was prone to fooling around when he was drunk, so he said loudly, "It's just a toast, there are no outsiders here, come on, let's drink it quickly."

Yang Mi also lost her temper.

I'm shielding you from drinks, and you're still being overly polite and won't let me get enough of you. Is my dear Yang Mi really that annoying?

The girl from the capital city picked up her glass and placed it in Jiang Ye's hand: "Brother Ye, if that's how you put it, then I won't drink for you."

An Xiaoxiao sat to the side without drinking a drop of wine, as she had to drive back later.

However, seeing Huang Daming making a scene with her brother-in-law like this, she was a little worried. But she knew that she didn't have much right to speak at the dinner table, and if she did, she would have to drink for him. So she turned her anxious gaze to Jing Tian.

Jing Tian felt inexplicably flustered after being glanced at by her.

Why are you looking at me?

Let me drink for you?

I have a very low alcohol tolerance.

However, remembering the chilled lychees that the other party had specially sent, she hesitated for a moment before saying, "Brother Da Ming, let me drink this for Brother Ye."

Yang Mi was surprised that Jing Tian had interfered, which puzzled her, as Jing Tian generally didn't like drinking.

However, with Jing Tian speaking up, she had a way out, so she let go of Jiang Ye's hand: "Brother Da Ming, my sister and I will drink with you."

Seeing that Jing Tian had already joined in, Huang Daming dared not offend him, so he could only smile and say, "Come on, let's drink."

Looks like I won't be able to play matchmaker tonight, what a pity.

Although Jiang Ye was a little drunk, he still politely thanked Jing Tian: "Thank you, Sister Tian."

Yang Mi raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you going to thank me?"

"Thank you, Honey Sister. Let's go back together later, Honey Sister. I promised to show you my precious baby."