Zhou Xian somehow produced a few bottles of wine, red, white, yellow, all laid out.
"How can a moment like this be without it?" Zhou Xian handed everyone a bottle of beer.
When he got to Ye Ranran, she looked at him expectantly. Zhou Xian smiled at her, showing a mouthful of big white teeth.
He placed a bottle of orange juice in front of Ye Ranran.
"This is discrimination," Ye Ranran complained.
Can't even have fun properly.
"Yes, it is discrimination." Zhou Xian admitted it so frankly.
Ye Ranran: "..." Continuing like this, it's impossible to remain friends, seriously.
But what comforted Ye Ranran was the fact that, because Lan Shao had just been discharged from the hospital, he couldn't drink either.
"Come on, cheers." Zhou Xian raised his glass first.
"Congratulations on your healthy discharge," Ye Ranran said to Lan Shao with a smile.
Others followed, congratulating Lan Shao in turn.
