After Yan Han finished speaking, the surroundings were quiet, waiting for Rong Boye's reaction, but found that he had no reaction at all.
It's clear what your attitude is.
"It is an honor for Kate Manor to have Mr. Yan come."
Rong Zhe spoke instead of Rong Boye, took a bottle of wine from the wine shelf on the spot, wiped the mouth of the bottle, and prepared to open it.
Song Xiang had an ominous premonition and opened her mouth. Yan Han took her hand but used a little force to signal her not to speak.
"This cup is from Mr. Rong to Mr. Yan."
Rong Zhe poured a glass of wine for Rong Boye, only a little bit from the bottom.
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and only took a sip or two of wine.
The next second, her eyes widened, and there were sobbing sounds all around her.
Rong Zhe took out a large wine glass from nowhere and poured a full glass. He saw that the red wine bottle was more than one-third empty.
"Mr. Yan, please."
Everyone:!!!
Song Xiang was a little anxious and looked at Rong Boye, hoping he would say something.
Rong Boye originally didn't want to embarrass Yan Han, but when he suddenly received Song Xiang's pleading eyes, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
He took his own wine glass and raised it towards Yan Han.
Song Xiang was shocked and looked up at Yan Han.
It's all his fault. He forced the patient to drink before, but now it's better and it's his turn.
Yan Han tapped her palm, his face remained as usual, he picked up the glass of wine in front of him, and toasted with Rong Boye across a long table.
Song Xiang stood next to him and could clearly hear the sound of him swallowing the wine. He drank it down without even a pause in the middle.
Rong Boye had already finished drinking, put down his wine glass, and looked at Yan Han with an indifferent expression.
By the time Yan Han put down his wine glass, everyone around him had already shut up.
Seeing that his face was still calm, Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and glanced around, discovering that Rong Zhe was coming up again.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, she quickly stood in front of Yan Han and "snatched" the wine from Rong Zhe's hand.
"Uncle Rongzhe, let me do it."
With that said, he took the wine glass to Mrs. Lofes and others, and poured the wine one by one.
Rong Zhe glanced at Rong Boye, cleared his throat, and stepped back.
The family feast is a local gathering day in Mecca. All relatives and friends are invited to have a meal and talk together.
Only then did Song Xiang realize the purpose of the long table in the restaurant, which was fully capable of supporting such a party.
She poured wine for the ladies, then quietly retreated to the back kitchen and ordered a cup of lemon tea.
When she went out with tea, she saw Yan Han standing at the top of the stairs looking at her.
She looked into the restaurant and saw that it was busy inside, so she went there in no hurry.
"Is it uncomfortable?"
Pulling him to sit down at the corner of the stairs, she stood in front of him and handed the tea to his mouth.
Yan Han frowned and took a sip of tea, then hugged the waist of the person in front of him with his hands and pressed his face against her abdomen.
Seeing that there was no one around, Song Xiang boldly spoke to him: "Drunk?"
She knew Yan Han's drinking capacity. She shouldn't have been drunk from the wine just now, but she drank it too quickly and it would not make her feel better.
"Who bullied whom this time?" He looked up at her.
Song Xiang laughed out loud and reached out to poke his forehead. It turned out that he was standing here waiting for her to complain.
"You call this retribution."
Yan Han snorted, breathed a sigh of relief, and put his arm around her waist, "I've paid back the wine that I should pay back. If he troubles me again after that, shouldn't you stand by my side?"
Tsk.
I can count you very clearly.
Song Xiang patted his head and was about to speak when he turned around and saw the servant carrying something out.