Jetta drove into the city center and drove into an underground parking lot.

As soon as he stopped, Zhou Yunyun couldn't wait to open the car door, got out of the car, and held the large load-bearing column of the parking lot, constantly retching.

Ren Qiang looked at her disgustedly, walked over and asked, "What's wrong with you today? I feel uncomfortable?"

Zhou Yunyun waved her hands repeatedly and smiled at Wang Cheng embarrassedly, without answering.

Wang Cheng gave a few polite greetings and took us to the elevator together.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, and Wang Cheng led us into a private room called Furong Pavilion.

I am not unfamiliar with this place. In the past, Wang Cheng has invited me to come here for a banquet several times.

The group sat down, Ren Qiang picked up the menu on the table, looked through a few pages, and then started protesting in a stack of voices: "It's too expensive here. Is this dish made of gold? I said let's go to the food stall. The price is not real. Our fellow villagers drink and brag together, and spending this money is not worth it."

Wang Cheng kept saying politely: "Brother Qiang, you can't spend a lot of money. You can get a discount. Just click it and pick up the best ones."

"Mr. Wang is so arrogant. Since you say that, I'm really rude," Ren Qiang's face filled with smiles, and he took a stand and ordered seven or eight dishes in a row.

Looking at Ren Qiang's behavior, I couldn't help but feel a little silenced.

Although this man thinks about others everywhere, he is a cruel person in his bones.

I couldn't help but remember what my father once said to me: Don't listen to what he says, but to what he does.

After experiencing the cruel baptism of the Shen family, when I saw Ren Qiang again, I finally understood the true meaning of this sentence.

Not long after, the wine and food were continued to be served.

Wang Cheng and Ren Qiang were cheering and I toasted them from time to time.

We occasionally advise Zhou Yunyun to drink two drinks.

At first, Zhou Yunyun's face was a little embarrassed.

But over time, she gradually became numb.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

As everyone became enthusiastic about each other, they talked more slowly.

Ren Qiang's voice began to grow louder and louder.

He boasted in a mess, and enjoyed what he saw and heard in the past few years.

Wang Cheng nodded seriously and showed an expression of surprise from time to time.

Wang Cheng's personality is exactly the opposite of Ren Qiang.

He was a guy who became more silent the more he drank. In the end, he almost didn't say a word, leaving Ren Qiang alone to perform.

I silently turned the wine glass in my hand, frowned slightly, and watched the blood flow in Ren Qiang's body get faster and faster.

When the third bottle of Sky Blue was about to bottom out, the alcohol content finally reached the critical point of drunkenness in Ren Qiang's blood.

I heard a loud thud. He was still talking like a river just now, and his head was heavily hit on the dining table, and it was broken.

Wang Cheng had already drunk a lot of fun. When he saw Ren Qiang lying down, he felt relieved and lay on the table and waved his hands to me repeatedly.

I understand what he means, and the only thing he can help me is here.

The private room suddenly fell silent and became silent like death.

Only Ren Qiang's heavy snoring was left to echo.

This silence immediately highlighted Zhou Yunyun who was trying to cover herself up.

I raised my eyes, which were already three points drunk, and looked at Zhou Yunyun.

Her whole body was leaning on the dining table.

Holding a wine glass with one hand and stroking the thin cheek with the other.

A pair of empty eyes stared at the messy table with cups and plates, and an indescribable smile appeared on her face. She didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, or suffering or happiness.
Chapter completed!