At the joyous occasion, Shen Mosheng was in high spirits. Unable to resist his friends' egging on, he figured a few drinks couldn't hurt and turned to Han Yingying for approval, "Yingying, can I drink?"
"Do as you like, do as you like." Seeing everyone's anticipatory gazes, how could Han Yingying dare to say no?
With permission granted, Shen Mosheng broke his abstinence from alcohol; he emptied his glass with every toast.
His hearty manner elicited round after round of cheers.
Seeing his sincerity, Han Yingying, who was in charge of pouring the drinks, started giving everyone else full cups, but only a half cup for him as time went on.
Some sharp-eyed friends noticed and couldn't help teasing, "Sister-in-law is so tender toward Shen Mosheng, it's really enviable."
"I'm afraid he'll get drunk and I'll have to take care of him," Han Yingying said stubbornly, her face already flushing red.
