Gu Lian and Lu Zechen struggled for a long time. When they went out, the guests on the boat had almost left, and only Song Xiang and his party were left.
Wen Shaoyi was about to leave, but was stopped halfway and was "invited" upstairs by Awen.
At around ten o'clock, Lu Zechen pulled Gu Lian out of the room and bumped into Song Xiang and Yan Han who were going upstairs to have dinner.
They were all adults, and Song Xiang could understand Gu Lian's state at a glance.
Lu Zechen opened a large box on the top floor and called Yu Tianyu and Wang Fuxue.
After entering the door, Wen Shaoyi was already "invited" to the sofa mountain.
Song Xiang and Wang Fuxue walked at the end, looked at each other, and smelled the meaning of the Hongmen Banquet.
Wen Shaoyi stood up, greeted Yan Han and others in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, and finally nodded to Song Xiang and Wang Fuxue.
The men sat down, and Lu Zechen waved his hand and ordered a bunch of wine to be served.
Wen Shaoyi had a smile on his face, knowing that the person coming was not good, but he had no intention of panicking at all.
"What does this mean?" Wang Fuxue leaned into Song Xiang's ear and asked.
Song Xiang glanced at Wen Shaoyi, landed on Wen Shaoyi's tie, stared at the lapel pin, and was amazed.
"The jealousy is overturned." She whispered to Wang Fuxue.
"By the way, where are Yingzi and Brother Shiheng?"
Wang Fuxue took a sip of juice and whispered: "I went to find Yingzi at night, and Lan Jingyu opened the door."
Song Xiang breathed in, with a gossipy light in his eyes, "What then?"
"Then?" Wang Fuxue smacked her lips, "I would like to know the next. Then, I have to be willing to let me see it."
Song Xiang: "..."
"Shiheng didn't see him, so he was probably with Xiao Sheng. Gee, those two are really weird, their relationship is lukewarm." Wang Fuxue sighed with emotion.
Song Xiang thought of the way the two people talked last night and whispered: "Just hold on, I can't run away anyway."
Wang Fuxue chuckled.
The two of them were talking, and not far away, a voice came from Lu Zechen and the others. It was Yu Tianyu who was calling to play pool.
Gu Lian was tied to Lu Zechen and was held by her everywhere. Even when he bent over to play ball, he would pull her and hold her as soon as he stood up.
She tried to break away several times, but was only held tighter.
Wen Shaoyi was opposite. When she saw the lapel pin, she felt anxious, but she couldn't ask for it directly. The key was that Lu Zechen didn't ask for it, as if he didn't care.
"Open two more bottles of Bowmore. It's rare for Mr. Wen to come here, so relax and unwind."
Midway, Lu Zechen suddenly said something casually.
Wen Shaoyi was leaning over to prepare for the kickoff. Hearing this, he smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Lu spent a lot of money."
Everyone around had different expressions.
Gu Lian frowned and pulled Lu Zechen in the dark.
What does he want to do?
I've just opened a few bottles of strong liquor, and Bowmore is stronger. It's not even noon yet, why are you drinking so much?
Lu Zechen received her hint, pretended not to know, and shook her hand, as if it was a little trick between lovers.
The waiter brought the wine, had already poured it, and put a glass in their hands.
Lu Zechen took the wine glass, toasted Wen Shaoyi across the table, and drank half of the glass neatly.
Wen Shaoyi held the wine glass, but only took a sip, "Mr. Lu has a good drinker, but Wen can't."
"Mr. Wen is not giving me face and is trying to prevaricate me."
Without saying a word, Lu Zechen raised his head and drank the remaining half of the cup.
He was so neat and tidy, Wen Shaoyi couldn't stop talking if he didn't drink.