Lin Gantang couldn't defeat him. If she acted coquettishly with him, he would feed her a few mouthfuls. If she deliberately lost her temper, he would smile and watch her act. After that, he would let her have a few mouthfuls to moisten her throat.
Lin Gantang admitted defeat. The alcohol content of the beer wasn't high, so she could drink it. However, the problem was that her stomach was bloated and full of alcohol.
After drinking quite a bit, Lin Gantang began to reason with him. "I'm not drinking anymore. It's bad for my health. We have to think about our health, right?"
"Drink up. After all, this is the last time you're going to a bar. It's a memento." Wen Yanqing opened another bottle and placed it in front of her.
Lin Gantang was flabbergasted.
What did he mean by the last time she entered a bar? "Dad, do you want to be my dad?" Lin Gantang grabbed him, her mind stimulated by the alcohol. "Why do you care?"
