Back at the villa, Quan Tianyou brought out a few bottles of red wine and two glasses, placing them on the coffee table. Su Liuying was watching from the side and asked, "All these bottles, are you planning to drink yourself into a stupor?"
Quan Tianyou looked at her with a mischievous smile and said, "I'm planning to get you drunk!"
"Get me drunk? Why?"
Looking at him puzzled, he nodded solemnly, smiled, and said, "Yes, if I get you drunk it'll be easier to make my move. Tonight, I've got some different tricks up my sleeve!"
"You're terrible!"
Su Liuying got his meaning and pinched him on the waist, causing him to yell out on purpose, "Ouch, you're killing your loving husband!"
"You're terrible! You're terrible!"
She laughed and pounced on him to beat his chest; he caught her hands and gazed at her with deep affection, "Liuying, I'm so happy your name is in the spouse column next to mine!"
"So am I!"
