"Ting Ting, aren't you going to toast Brother Ye Fei?"
Li Feng, who had also drunk quite a bit, had a red face, but was much clearer-headed than Ye Fei.
Zhao Tingting noticed something was off about Ye Fei too, but she couldn't resist Li Feng's command and had no choice but to pour a drink for herself and Ye Fei.
Ye Fei, already feeling something was amiss, how could he continue drinking.
Right away, he raised his hand to block the cup and shook his head to refuse, "I have something to do this afternoon, let's stop drinking here."
Upon hearing this, Li Feng immediately glared fiercely at Zhao Tingting.
"Ting Ting, is that how you toast? If you don't show some sincerity, Brother Ye Fei won't drink the toast you offer."
After speaking, his right hand touched the back of his neck, while his left hand heavily slapped his leg twice.
Zhao Tingting was a smart woman and immediately understood what her husband meant.
