"If Shi Aoju really marries her, I'll blow up the whole wedding with a bomb," Qi Jingren said indignantly. "I just can't stand her."
Song Zhike tempted her to continue, "What about when Shaobai gets married?"
Qi Jingren glanced at Mr. Qin chatting with the rich kids, then raised her fork, thought for a moment, and said, "I'll make that girl fall in love with me before the wedding."
Song Zhike was defeated by her: "..."
*
Nearly all the guests at the birthday banquet toasted Old Qian, but when it was Su Jiuyi's turn, the red wine was replaced with juice by Shi Aoju.
"Just a little drink, I won't get drunk," she whispered.
"If you get drunk and make a scene, won't I lose face?" He softly whispered into her ear.
The warm breath Shi Aoju exhaled gently caressed Su Jiuyi's ear, leaving her somewhat flustered.
"What does it matter to you if I get drunk?" Su Jiuyi, not knowing where her courage came from, said, "If Qian Yixun gets drunk, that would embarrass you more."
