Su Yue wanted to say something, but Xiaojiao was sitting obediently on Yan Weiye's lap, so she kept quiet.
The table of young masters was vivacious.
"Third Yan, today's your big day. We've known each other for so long. Three glasses per person won't be much right?"
Other than Ming Ansheng, all of them stood up, holding their glasses and discussing the toasting rules with Yan Rusheng.
"Scram!" Third Young Master immediately burst out when he heard it.
He turned to leave but they pulled him back.
"It's fine that you fumble the ball usually. But today's your wedding day and you're still so arrogant. That's too much."
"Exactly. I agree with Young Master Li."
"Three glasses per person."
It was usually so difficult to take advantage of Young Master Yan. This was such a good opportunity, how could they let him off?
Yan Rusheng frowned.
