"What's wrong?"

Yang Jie was slightly surprised and looked at the other party's gaze. When he saw that, Yang Jie was stunned and his mouth opened into an O-shaped shape.

"Mr. Yang, it's been a long time since we saw Wu Zhenxiang walk out of the car, then glaring at him, and saying, "Ma Chunqiu, why don't you take out the boxes of white wine in my car?"

"Okay!" Although Ma Chunqiu was unhappy when he heard Wu Zhenxiang's words, he didn't dare to say anything. He had to nod his head timidly, then opened the back seat of the car and brought out six boxes of wine from it.

"Well, you find a place to put it on. Today I will be drunk and Young Master Yang and never return home!" Wu Zhenxiang said awesomely.

"good!"

Ma Chunqiu had no choice but to nod and just moved boxes into the yard, while Wu Zhenxiang had no intention of helping.

"What's going on?"

Yang Jie looked at Wu Cheng in confusion, wondering why the other party brought Wu Zhenxiang over.

"Brother Yang, I'm sorry, I don't plan to bring my brother here either. He heard what Ma Chunqiu and I said, and followed him with shamelessness!" Wu Cheng had to say weakly when he heard Yang Jie's question.

Wu Cheng was also a little helpless. Yang Jie invited him to the party. He was also very happy. He felt that Yang Jie regarded him as his own person now, but he didn't expect his elder brother to follow him.

"Young Master Yang, you're not that interesting enough! You don't even call me when you open a party!" Wu Zhenxiang walked over and hooked Yang Jie's shoulder, like a good guy.

"Uh, didn't you forget this? But we didn't invite Mr. Wu, didn't you also come here with shame?" Yang Jie teased with a smile.

Although he was unhappy with Wu Zhenxiang, the two of them were still "good buddies" now, and they still had this superficial skill.

"Young Master Yang, why don't you help me and Bing'er later? Didn't you say you wanted to help me last time?" Wu Zhenxiang lowered his voice and whispered in a low voice beside Yang Jie's ear.

Yang Jie just smiled at this and said nothing.

"Ma Chunqiu, you're so quick, just a few boxes of wine, so hard! If it were me, I could move in at one time!" Wu Zhenxiang turned to Ma Chunqiu who was moving the wine and said unhappy.

Ma Chunqiu wanted to smash a box of wine directly into Wu Zhenxiang's face, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart and did not do so.

Soon, a few boxes of wine were moved in.

Then Wu Zhenxiang pulled Yang Jie and walked towards the yard of the Su family villa.

"Why are you here? We don't welcome you here!" Su Bing'er's face couldn't help but flash a hint of frost when she saw Wu Zhenxiang coming too.

Su Binger was originally a very polite person. Even if Wu Zhenxiang pursued her before, she would not speak ill of him. However, after the last disfigurement of the hospital, Su Binger felt very disgusted when she saw Wu Zhenxiang.

"Bing'er, I'm not here to find you this time! I'm looking for Young Master Yang. Young Master Yang and I can be said to be acquainted. Now we are good buddies!" Wu Zhenxiang seemed not to notice Su Bing'er's disgusting gaze, and spread his hands, as if I'm looking for Yang Jie, not you, and you have no reason to drive me away.

"Strange hooligan, why have you become friends with this idiot fourth young master?" Su Xueer pinched her waist and looked at Yang Jie fiercely.

Yang Jie had no choice but to smile bitterly, but said nothing.

"Come on, everyone, hurry up and take your seat! It's still late now!" Wu Zhenxiang waved his hand, looking like a host, but he didn't sit down. Instead, he wanted to wait for Su Binger to sit down first, and then he would sit next to the other party.

Yang Jie could naturally see that the little Jiujiu in Wu Zhenxiang's heart pulled a chair and said, "Bing'er, you sit here!"

As he said that, Yang Jie took the initiative to sit on the chair next to him.

Su Binger said nothing, nodded and sat next to Yang Jie.

Seeing this, Wu Zhenxiang hurriedly sat on the other side of Su Binger, but before he could sit down, Su Xueer took the lead.

"Xue'er, this is where I want to sit!" Wu Zhenxiang's mouth twitched slightly, and he had to say weakly.

"Are you stupid? This is my girl's home. If I want to sit, I will sit there. Do you have to worry about it?" Su Xueer said without any purchase.

Hearing Su Xueer's words, Wu Zhenxiang couldn't help but feel silent, so he had to find a new seat and sit down.

"Brother Yang, you didn't even bring me Xiaozhu with you when you drink. Isn't it too unfaithful?" At this time, Xiaozhu's voice sounded from the villa.

After the little guy finished speaking, he saw the table full of wine, and his eyes lit up. He hurriedly ran over and jumped on Yang Jie's shoulder.

"Mr. Yang, am I drunk?! Why do you see a squirrel talking? No, I didn't even drink wine!" Wu Zhenxiang saw a little squirrel who actually spoke, and his mouth opened into an O-shaped shape, his eyes full of disbelief.

Wu Cheng and Ma Chunqiu also looked at Xiao Zhu sitting on Yang Jie's shoulder incredible.

"You heard it right!" Yang Jie smiled slightly, opened a bottle of wine, handed it to Xiao Zhun, and said, "Drink less, I'm drunk, I won't take care of you!"

"Brother Yang, you underestimate this little brown too much. This little brown is not drunk for a thousand cups." said Xiao Zhun.

Hearing Xiao Zhun's words, Wu Zhenxiang couldn't help but show disdain and said, "Young Master Yang, this little guy you raised is quite good at bragging!"

"Haha, what if we make a bet?" Yang Jie said with a smile on the corner of his mouth and narrowed his eyes.

"What are you betting on?" Wu Zhenxiang was originally a good gambling player, and when he heard Yang Jie's words, he was eager to try.

"Let's do this! Xiao Zhun will give me 100,000 yuan every time he drinks a bottle of wine. How about it?!" Yang Jie asked with a smile.

"Okay, no problem!" Wu Zhenxiang didn't believe that a little squirrel could drink at all. Hearing Yang Jie's words, he agreed readily and continued: "Young Master Yang, what if this little guy can't even drink a bottle of wine?"

"What do you think of? Why don't I give you one million?" Yang Jie asked with a smile.

"Young Master Yang, what are you saying? Do I seem to be a shortage of money?" Wu Zhenxiang curled his lips and continued: "How about this? If this little squirrel can't even drink a bottle, you can change your seat with me?"

Wu Zhenxiang said, subconsciously glanced at Su Binger beside Yang Jie.

"No problem!" Yang Jie agreed readily.

Su Binger pinched the soft flesh on Yang Jie's waist with her hands. Yang Jie was so painful that she burst into tears, but there was still a dignified smile on her face and she said nothing.

Su Binger knew that Xiao Zhun could drink alcohol. The last time her father treasured a box of wine was drunk by the other party...

"Xiao Zhuang, it's up to you. Don't lose. Then I will introduce you to a few female squirrels!" said Yang Jie.

"Brother Yang, I don't want a female squirrel! I don't want Binger!" Xiao Zhun said seriously, then he took the white wine handed over by Yang Jie, and started drinking it.

Wu Zhenxiang originally thought Xiao Zhuan could drink beer, but he didn't expect that the other party would choose to drink white wine, and he couldn't help but feel even more disdainful.

A bottle of white wine is not to mention a little squirrel. Even a normal person can't drink it, right?!

But soon the scene that Wu Zhenxiang didn't expect appeared. In just a few seconds, a whole bottle of white wine was seen.

"Himmer..." After drinking a bottle, Xiao Zhun burped, touched her round belly, picked up another bottle of white wine, handed it to Yang Jie, and shouted: "Brother Yang, I will never return from drunk today! Let's continue!"

Yang Jie shook his head helplessly, but he still opened a bottle for Xiao Zhuan again. The other party still looked at the bottle and started drinking it.

In this way, after several consecutive times, Xiao Zhun had drunk more than ten bottles of white wine, her belly was bulging, and she was shaking when she walked, which was very cute.

"..." Wu Zhenxiang almost turned around and ran away when he watched from the side.

A bottle of 100,000 will be gone in a while. Even if the Wu family has money, it is not like this!

At this moment, Wu Zhenxiang wanted to slap himself two big mouths. This was a big deal. If I had known, I would have not made a bet with Yang Jie, and I would have lost millions in vain...

"Brother Yang!" Xiao Zhuang picked up a bottle of wine drunk and handed it to Yang Jie, "Continue!"

"Okay, you've drunk a lot today, why don't you forget it?" Although Yang Jie knew that Xiaozhu's wine was good, there were more than ten bottles of white wine. He was really afraid that he would die if he drank it!
Chapter completed!