After finishing, everyone burst into laughter again, and the atmosphere relaxed.
Even Yang Mi, in high spirits, opened a bottle of wine and started pouring.
The three clinked glasses continuously, and after a few drinks, Yang Mi was also feeling tipsy.
Xiao Huang lay quietly at Chu Dazhuang's feet, not even touching the food Yang Mi had prepared in its bowl.
"Alright, Dazhuang... Sister..."
Yang Mi's cheeks flushed, and she let out a few drunken burps with a sheepish laugh.
"Hehe."
She gave a shy smile, but her gaze was somewhat hazy, and she was about to say her goodbyes.
Chu Dazhuang paused when he saw Yang Mi trying to stand up, and quickly reached out to grab her arm, gently pulling her toward himself. Yang Mi gasped in surprise as she landed squarely on Chu Dazhuang's lap.
"Mi Mi, you've been such a great help to me. You can say that today's events wouldn't have been possible without you, our biggest contributor."
