Liu Wentian saw Yu Jiefan return, stopped drinking, laughed, and said, "Young Master Yu, what's the matter?? You're not feeling sorry, are you??"
Yu Jiefan's smile looked a bit ugly, he gritted his teeth and said, "How can that be?? Just take it easy, if you get drunk later, how are you going to see off that pretty lady??"
"No worries, I don't need to send her."
Liu Wentian was all smiles as he spoke, and at the same time, he opened two bottles of red wine—one bottle he placed in front of Wang Zhiqiang, "Zhiqiang, did you drive here?? Drink a little, we haven't seen each other for so long, we should at least clink our glasses."
Wang Zhiqiang laughed and said, "I drove here, but of course I'm going to drink, I was planning to take a cab home tonight."
As he said this, he picked up the bottle of wine and clinked it against Liu Wentian's, then started drinking together.
