Today, we had to go out, and Zhang Mingyang insisted that she wear her best clothes.
She was dressed so formally, yet Zhang Mingyang himself was quite casual, and the man in front of them was even more so.
And every time the man looked at her, his gaze was too blatant, even to the point of being disgusting.
Soon, the food was served.
The two of them started drinking.
Zhang Mingyang also made Li Shujiao drink with them.
Li Shujiao could hold her liquor very well.
However, Zhang Mingyang didn't know this.
Li Shujiao sensed something was off; Zhang Mingyang kept urging her to drink.
After drinking a few more glasses, Li Shujiao pretended to be drunk, lying motionless on the table.
Zhang Mingyang saw that Li Shujiao was drunk, nudged her, but she didn't react at all.
He called her a few times, still no response, and only then did Zhang Mingyang relax.
"Brother Jun, what do you think, my wife is pretty, right?"
