To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

"Assistant Luo, let me toast you." Jiang Zhe smiled and raised his glass. "You've helped my dad a lot at the company, so this is a toast on his behalf to thank you."

Luo Qingyi glanced at him, picked up her wine glass, and took a small sip.

Of course, Jiang Zhe also took a sip.

Jiang Zhe poured himself another glass and raised it once more: "This glass is a toast to the friendship between our two families."

Luo Qingyi only took a sip.

Undeterred, Jiang Zhe kept finding excuses to toast, one glass after another.

He remembered that Luo Qingyi's alcohol tolerance wasn't very good in her previous life; she would start to feel dizzy after just two glasses of red wine.

This was something he learned by chance in his previous life. He heard that Luo Qingyi got drunk after only drinking a little over one cup at that banquet, and then that bastard Jiang Jinhuan got his way with her.

Now his chance has come. All he has to do is get her drunk, then take her home himself, and the rest will fall into place naturally.

But today, Luo Qingyi's behavior made him increasingly uneasy.

She had already drunk six glasses of red wine, and there was no sign of drunkenness, not even a change in her complexion.

Her clear, cool eyes remained as clear as water, and her expression remained calm and composed, as if she were drinking plain water, not wine.

Jiang Zhe, on the other hand, felt dizzy and lightheaded, and was even a little unsteady on his feet.

"Assistant Luo, another drink—" Jiang Zhe, skeptical, was about to pour more wine.

Luo Qingyi reached out and gently pressed the rim of the cup.

"That's about enough, Young Master Jiang." Her tone was calm but left no room for argument. "I have work to do tomorrow."

Jiang's father, standing nearby, added, "That's about enough, let's stop here!"

He seemed to have seen through his son's thoughts, but since Luo Qingyi had clearly expressed her refusal, he couldn't force her, after all, she was his capable assistant.

Jiang Zhe was stunned.

He subconsciously glanced at the empty wine glass in front of Luo Qingyi, then at her completely sober face, and a huge sense of confusion and panic welled up in his heart.

wrong.

That's not right.

She wasn't like this in her previous life. Perhaps out of jealousy, he actually went to ask about that matter that day.

That day, Luo Qingyi really only drank less than two cups of wine before she got drunk, and Jiang Jinhuan had to take her home.

But now, when did her alcohol tolerance become so good?

He looked up at Luo Qingyi, trying to find any trace of drunkenness on her face.

Unfortunately, Luo Qingyi's eyes were very clear, even clearer than before she drank alcohol.

Luo Qingyi stood up, picked up her briefcase, and said to Jiang Guodong, "Mr. Jiang, it's getting late, I'll head back now. I'll send the revised proposal to your email tomorrow."

Jiang Guodong nodded: "Okay, be careful on the road."

Luo Qingyi turned and walked out.

Jiang Zhe immediately stood up: "Assistant Luo, you've been drinking, you can't drive. Let me give you a ride."

Luo Qingyi didn't stop walking or turn her head, saying, "No need, Young Master Jiang, you seem to have drunk more than me! I already called a designated driver!"

After saying that, she pushed open the door and walked out.

Jiang Zhe was about to chase after them, but Jiang Guodong frowned and said, "Alright, they said there's no need to see you off. Sit down."

Jiang Zhe gritted his teeth and could only watch helplessly as Luo Qingyi's figure disappeared through the door.

He stood in the living room, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

No, something's not right.

In her previous life, Luo Qingyi clearly didn't have such a high alcohol tolerance.

He was unwilling to give up and got up to walk outside again.

Jiang's father frowned slightly and sighed almost imperceptibly.

Jiang's mother said, "Qingyi is quite capable. With her around, Xiao Zhe's life will be much easier!"

Jiang's father said, "But today it seemed that Qingyi didn't have any feelings for Xiaozhe. We can't force this, and we can't let Qingyi become dissatisfied!"

Jiang's mother said, "What I mean is, you should try your best to create opportunities for the two of them to date!"

Jiang's father said, "Of course, I will do my best to plan for Xiao Zhe!"

At this moment, Luo Qingyi walked through the living room, pushed open the door, and went down the steps.

A night breeze blew in my face, carrying the cool scent of early autumn.

She walked steadily out of the courtyard.

At that moment, a muscular figure was already standing next to his car.

Luo Qingyi looked at the man with a hint of surprise in her eyes, "Jiang Jinhuan?"

The light from the streetlamp fell on his face, making his thin features stand out even more.

His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing a section of his muscular forearm.

His eyes were exceptionally deep and exceptionally quiet.

Those were eyes that had been repeatedly battered by life, yet remained clean.

"Jiang Jinhuan? You need something from me?" Luo Qingyi came to her car.

Jiang Jinhuan said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm just a designated driver who takes orders!"

Luo Qingyi was taken aback: "Jiang Jinhuan, you work as a designated driver?"

Jiang Jinhuan never expected that his first fare for a designated driver job today would be right at his own doorstep.

Luo Qingyi's gaze swept over Jiang Jinhuan from head to toe, then fell on his fingers.

His fingers had faint black oil stains on them.

Jiang Jinhuan's face flushed red, and he quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands: "I was in a hurry just now, so I didn't wash them properly!"

Actually, those oil stains have seeped into the skin, so they're not easy to wash off.

After wiping his hands, Jiang Jinhuan hurriedly took out white gloves and put them on.

Looking at Jiang Jinhuan's cautious demeanor and recalling his behavior during the meal, Luo Qingyi seemed to understand something.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she turned her head thoughtfully to look in the direction of the villa before shaking her head slightly.

Luo Qingyi took out the car keys from her bag and handed them to him. Jiang Jinhuan quickly took the keys and opened the car door.

After Luo Qingyi got in, he went around to the driver's seat and started the car.

The engine gave a deep roar, and the headlights came on, illuminating the path ahead.

The car slowly started moving, its taillights gradually disappearing into the night until they vanished at the end of the road.

Jiang Zhe rushed out of the villa in a hurry.

He originally intended to go and show off to Jiang Jinhuan, but he inadvertently saw Jiang Jinhuan and Luo Qingyi talking at the gate.

His eyes instantly turned red, but he was too drunk to walk steadily and staggered as he tried to rush out.

But when he came out, Jiang Jinhuan had already left with Luo Qingyi.

His eyes were fixed on the direction where the car had disappeared, his eyes churning with resentment, anger, and deep fear.

That face, which was originally quite handsome, was now twisted into something almost ferocious.

"Impossible..." he murmured, his voice hoarse as if squeezed from his throat, "This is impossible... How could she... How could she choose him to deliver it? This is impossible, I'm clearly the heir to the Jiang family!"

In her previous life, it was Jiang Jin Huan who gave it to her.

In this life, he had already taken the lead in choosing the family business, and he had already pushed the marriage trap onto Jiang Jinhuan.

But why did she ultimately end up with Jiang Jin Huan?

"Why!" Jiang Zhe slammed his fist on the iron gate, making a dull thud.

Jiang Zhe took a deep breath, suppressed his agitation, and made a phone call. He then instructed someone to follow Jiang Jinhuan and Luo Qingyi.

At this moment, Jiang Jinhuan was driving in Luo Qingyi's car, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

He wasn't familiar with Luo Qingyi, and given his personality, he naturally didn't know what to say.

Besides, he's a designated driver now, so it's not good to say too much.

Luo Qingyi suddenly spoke up, "I thought you would be the one to inherit the family business this time, since a marriage alliance with the Song family would be a better choice!"