"Drink some milk and don't get rid of your stomach."

Feng Yu can see An Lan's degree of spicy appetite. He was a little worried that An Lan would eat and would feel bad if it hurts.

"It's okay."

After saying that, An Lan still took a sip of milk obediently.

"By the way, Wanrou have any plans for you next?"

After eating and drinking, An Lan looked at Wanrou with some curiosity.

"I have arranged for someone to relocate the store window."

Feng Yu continued a sentence at the right time, and it was a simple task.

Wanrou looked at Feng Yu and An Lan gratefully. She thought about it carefully, and then responded softly.

“I want to continue to make the brand bigger and stronger.”

It's very simple. She wants to have absolute strength and no longer be threatened.

"This is very good! Then do you want to enter the entertainment industry? You can personally build awareness for the brand."

It is obvious that An Lan still did not give up on the goal of building Wanrou into a top star.

"Come on, keep drinking!"

After three rounds of wine, the elder brother, who had always been steady, had a slightly drunk face. An Zhongjie raised his glass and looked at Feng Yu opposite him. His tongue seemed to be knotted and he said it out like he was swallowed.

"Come on! Whoever is afraid of whom?"

How could Feng Yu admit defeat? He shook his hand and poured a full cup, and drank it all in one go.

When An Zhongjie saw how he was willing to fall behind, he also raised his head and drank a lot. Neither of them gave in. Gradually, a warm dinner turned into a wine-making party for them.

Wanrou, who had eaten her fill early, looked at the scene in front of her with a little awkwardness.

"An Lan, are they okay?"

She looked at An Lan with a nervous look on her face. She seemed to have been used to it.

While helping Yanyan wipe the corners of her mouth, An Lan waved her hand to signal Wanrou to avoid being nervous.

"It's okay, they just want to take the opportunity to drink two more drinks."

He had already seen Feng Yu's trick. His brother loved wine, so Feng Yu deliberately took out the long-time fine wine to attract his brother. Naturally, Feng Yu hid the fact that he was greedy for the cup, but he looked embarrassed that he could not disappoint.

She didn't like Feng Yu to drink too much, as it would not only be bad for her health, but also left with an unpleasant smell. Therefore, An Lan explicitly prohibited Feng Yu from getting drunk, and she could only taste a small sip.

Now it seems that Feng Yu may have been suffocated, An Lan felt like a mirror in her heart, but when she thought that her brother was happy, she didn't care much, so she showed a calm look without rushing.

"Let's go to the living room and let the two of them continue to drink enough."

An Lan looked at Wanrou with a gentle expression, then got up with her and went to the living room to rest.

Yanyan took this opportunity to run back to the room and study her favorite code. It’s great that Aunt Wanrou and her uncle came. My mother has no time to care about her and she is free!

At that time.

In the living room, An Lan went to the room to prepare for information about Wanrou's entry into the entertainment industry.

"Come on, see what this is!"

An Lan's voice was thrilling, and she could not hide her good mood.

Wanrou took a small box of some weight. She opened it curiously and saw that it was full of information.

Models, actors, singers, etc., a series of industries that she can develop, and the advantages and disadvantages are clearly marked.

This surprised Wanrou slightly. She didn't expect that An Lan had done so much for her, as if she was just waiting for her to agree, and everything that happened afterwards was arranged, and she didn't know what to say.

An Lan put his hand gently on Wanrou's shoulder.

"Don't be burdened, this is something I like. Some information is not very detailed, but since you agree, I will fill in all the information."

She is full of confidence in Wanrou, not only because Wanrou has a unique beauty that can match the stars in the entertainment industry, but also because Wanrou is admirable and will definitely do it well if she wants to do it.

Wanrou, who was not yet sure at the beginning, had come into contact with the detailed information prepared by An Lan for her, and she felt real. In order to go higher and live up to An Lan's expectations, she planned to try it seriously.

"I decided, I will do a good job!"

"Of course, you can!"

An Lan smiled all over her eyes, and she was sincerely happy to see Wan Rou, who was full of fighting spirit again.

......

The next day.

An Zhongjie, who woke up from the guest room, walked out with a painful head covering his painful head. He was completely clean and could not remember anything.

"Brother, are you awake? Come and have a sobering soup."

Seeing that his brother woke up, An Lan took care of him and came to the restaurant.

An Zhongjie approached and found that Yanyan and Wanrou were already enjoying breakfast, while Feng Yu was drinking hot soup with pain.

"Uncle, are you drunk too?"

Yanyan blinked her childish big eyes and asked obediently.

"Yes."

An Zhongjie scratched his head and was questioned by his little niece. He felt a little embarrassed.

"My mother will hate it when my uncle drinks."

Yanyan said seriously and exaggeratedly, and then pointed at her father.

"Look, Daddy is disliked by Mommy."

Wanrou burst out laughing. She hadn't noticed that Yanyan was actually a child who was a little kid, and she spoke one by one.

"Wife, my head hurts so much!"

At that time, Feng Yu had no longer had the appearance of a cold president. He looked painful and looked like a hangover. He hugged his wife and started acting coquettishly.

"Who made you drink it all the time, deserve it!"

An Lan had no intention of pitying Feng Yu at all. Yesterday, he was drunk and unhappy. She asked the housekeeper to arrange for Feng Yu to go to the guest room to sleep alone.

Look, Feng Yu, who just woke up, was trying every means to negotiate his wife.

"No, my wife, it really hurts."

Feng Yu had no intention of seeking face at all. He hugged his wife's slender waist tightly and did not let go if he could not be forgiven.

Yanyan shook her head in disgust, looking like she knew she would have known this before.

Wanrou widened her eyes. This was the first time she saw Feng Yu who showed weakness to An Lan. Apart from being shocked, she could no longer find any other adjectives.

At that time, An Zhongjie looked at this scene with a strange look on his face.

For some reason, a hint of disgust appeared in his eyes. In his impression, Feng Yu always said something, how could he become so weak?
Chapter completed!