Yue Linze pouted: “In the past, they always treated me like a child and watched me closely, just because I wasn’t married. Now that I’m married, they still treat me like a child, and I don’t like it.” The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he felt, and unknowingly, his eyes turned red.
… Could someone who was about to whimper just because he couldn’t drink really claim to be an adult? Tao Yu was helpless and had to coax: “Toast first. When the guests leave, I’ll drink with you.”
“Really?” Yue Linze looked at her joyfully.
A hint of warmth flowed in Tao Yu’s eyes: “Really.”
With Tao Yu’s promise, Yue Linze became happy again, and they went to the courtyard to toast. Because this time they were toasting peers, they spoke more freely, and soon Yue Linze’s face turned red. Although Tao Yu looked young, she was actually several years older than these people, and remained calm while they spoke crudely.
In the eyes of outsiders, the groom and bride seemed to have switched roles – one blushing with embarrassment, the other incredibly calm. Later, when Tao Yu saw them becoming increasingly unbridled and Yue Linze looking like he wanted to disappear into the ground, she spoke to stop them.
With the bride’s word, they didn’t dare continue. Yue Linze gratefully looked at Tao Yu, who smiled back and refilled his empty cup.
This scene caught the eye of someone at the next table, who let out a cold, disdainful laugh. Tao Yu noticed the unfriendly gaze behind her and immediately turned, only seeing a group of people drinking peacefully.
However, when she saw the appearance of someone at that table, she secretly rolled her eyes, thinking that the one who would glare at them was probably this Mr. Zhou Ying.
Tao Yu turned back nonchalantly, laughing and toasting with Yue Linze, quickly reaching the table she had been paying attention to. Yue Linze raised his cup, said a few words, and drank it all in one gulp.
The table immediately cheered, and Zhou Ying sneered: “I don’t remember the City Lord’s alcohol tolerance being this good.”
“… It’s just a little better than before,” Yue Linze was not good at lying and spoke somewhat nervously.
