"Bang".

Lin Fanyue almost lost her grip on the teacup in her hand and stood up quickly, "Sister Junyue..."

Lin Fansen's face froze.

Song Junyue's dark pupils were slightly startled.

Song Qingrui said with a smile: "I happened to be here to discuss something with Sister Junyue in the afternoon, so I came over together. Anyway, we are just a few acquaintances."

"Sister Junyue, sit down."

Lin Fanyue quickly pulled out a chair for Song Junyue.

But Song Qingrui pulled Song Junyue away, sat on it first, and then said: "Sister, sit over there, this is where the food is served."

Lin Fanyue immediately patted her head, wondering why she had neglected this point.

"Stop taking pictures, you'll be stupid if you take any more pictures." Song Qingrui joked with a smile.

"You are stupid." Lin Fanyue glared at him.

So the seats at the round table changed, and Lin Fanyue and Song Junyue sat between Song Qingrui and Lin Fansen.

It seemed that only Song Qingrui and Lin Fanyue were talking at the whole table. Lin Fanyue suddenly remembered something. Song Junyue seemed to be his brother's girlfriend in college.

So...so embarrassing.

But Song Qingrui didn't seem to realize there was any problem at all. He started ordering the dishes in a good manner, and took the initiative to chat with Lin Fansen about some topics between men. He also talked about work and asked Song Junyue to say a few words.

After the wine was served, Lin Fansen took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and said, "Mr. Song, Qing Rui, I would like to propose a toast to both of you, especially Qing Rui, thank you for your help to Mr. Lin."

Song Junyue raised the cup with a calm look, then took two sips.

"Brother, you're welcome, we are all a family." Song Qingrui toasted with a smile on his face.

"Let me have a drink with you too..."

When Lin Fanyue also wanted to get a cup, Song Qingrui glared at her, "No, you drink it. Who will drive when we go back later?"

"Okay." Lin Fanyue put down the cup resignedly, "I'll take you back together later, and you can drink to your heart's content."

"Okay, with your words, I feel relieved. Brother, we won't get home until we get drunk tonight." Song Qingrui looked at Lin Fansen enthusiastically.

He kept saying "brother" to Lin Fansen almost as if he had an extra brother.

After the food was served, Song Qingrui clinked glasses with Lin Fansen and made a toast.

"Brother, I wish you a better career."

"Brother, you are not young anymore. I wish you get married soon and have children. Come and have a drink."

"Brother, come on, don't just eat the food, have a drink."

Lin Fansen's original intention was to thank Song Qingrui. Seeing that he always respected him, he had to find ways to return the favor. This was another kind of culture at the wine table.

"..."

Lin Fanyue looked confused, just watching these two grown men keep toasting in front of her, and a bottle of wine with more than 50 degrees of alcohol quickly bottomed out.

Song Qingrui smiled and said: "I haven't been so satisfied after drinking for a long time. Brother, let's have another bottle."

Lin Fansen: "..."

Can he say no? Really, I never noticed that Song Qingrui was such a good drinker.

So, a new bottle of wine came, and Song Qingrui pulled Song Junyue along with him this time. After drinking a few drinks, under the light, Song Junyue's cold face had a touching alcohol halo.

Lin Fansen glanced at it, narrowed his eyes, and started drinking it himself without Song Qingrui pouring it down this time.


Chapter completed!