Liu Qianqian said: "Fan Yun is the branch manager of Crystal Palace now, and she also owns some shares of Crystal Palace. She is really busy and can come over later."

"Ye Wudao, accompany me for a drink, and I'll help you and Fan Yun match up."

The crowd laughed.

Who is Fan Yun? A real school flower.

Now he owns a stake in Crystal Palace and is super rich.

He is a son-in-law who comes to the house and wants to pursue Fan Yun... The toad wants to eat swan meat!

Ye Wudao solemnly wrote the name of "Liu Qianqian" on the paper.

Then, as usual, he poured a glass of wine into the washbasin and another.

The mouse hurriedly stopped: "Brother Ye, I...I'll drink it for you, you can't drink any more."

Ye Wudao smiled slightly: "Don't worry, rat, I'm fine."

When he looked up, there was not a drop of wine left.

Soon, everyone in the audience toasted Ye Wudao with a glass of wine.

Except for the two female classmates who really couldn't stand it and didn't want to join forces with Zhou Min, there was no toast.

Every time someone toasted, Ye Wudao would first write down their names, pour a glass of wine into the basin, and drink it!

Now, the wine in the pot is full, which means that Ye Wudao has also drank a pot of wine.

Ye Wudao blushed and had a thick neck, shaky, and could faint at any time.

Zhou Min was overjoyed.

Up to now, the smooth progress of the plan is beyond her imagination.

She raised the cup and said, "Rat, we are married after all, we have to drink one."

"Of course, you can't drink, so I won't force you, why don't you let Ye Wudao drink for you?"

There was an uproar!

what's the situation? The mouse and Zhou Min had a "husband and wife match".

Grass, rat, this waste, what qualifications does it have to sully their goddess!

When they thought that Zhou Min had been crushed under the body by this dead cripple, everyone was unspeakably depressed and disgusting.

They stared at the mice with cannibalistic eyes and began to crusade.

"Grass, dead lame, you must drink this glass of wine!"

"Zhou Min's toasting you is to give you face, don't give your face shame!"

"It's okay not to drink, let Ye Wudao drink it for you!"

The mouse was forced to a dead end, and said with red eyes: "Okay, I'll drink, I'll drink!"

Ye Wudao reached out and stopped the mouse: "The mouse... can't drink."

"Drinking, there is no dignity."

Wang Qiang jumped up and scolded: "If you don't drink your life, you will be dead."

"Whether you want dignity or death, you choose!"

Ye Wudao glanced at Wang Qiang with a sneer, and then drew a big "X" on Wang Qiang's name on the list.

He poured the wine into the basin and poured another glass: "I drink it for the rat!"

Another drink.

At this time, he had already drank more than two catties of liquor.

He staggered, but in the end he couldn't hold on, and with a thud, he fell on the table and fainted.

"Brother Ye, are you okay?" The mouse was frightened, and slapped Ye Wudao on the back lightly.

call!

Zhou Min let out a long sigh of relief.

This bastard is finally dizzy, and he can plan the next step.

She waved her hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Rat, I heard that you have cancer?"

The mouse bowed his head: "It has nothing to do with you."

When everyone heard this, most of the depressed mood dissipated.

What if this guy slept with Zhou Min? Not to die yet.

But this kind of rubbish, even if he died 10,000 times, was not qualified to sully Zhou Min.

Zhou Min said, "Who said it has nothing to do with me? If you die, who will treat our daughter's illness? Who will take care of her in the future?"

"Now, I can give you a chance to use your life for Wan'er's food and clothing for the rest of her life."

It was about the daughter, and the mouse had to pay attention: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Min took a sip of wine: "Jumping from the tower crane on the construction site of Allure Love, I can make Wan'er prosperous and rich for a lifetime." JrNovels.com