Ye Wenming looked at him coldly.
Wu Huairen only felt a chill in his body and hurriedly said, "Well... We happened to catch Miss Zhuo dining here today, so we thought we could dine together. Knowing that Miss Zhuo is your friend, we thought we could have a meal together."
Yan Qiongying also said quickly, "Mr. Ye, I'm Zhuo Qianyun's friend. I helped Qianyun out a lot in the past. I was reunited with Qianyun by chance, so I invited her to a meal together. I wanted the gathering to be livelier, so I asked her to invite you over. I didn't expect you to really come. Come, come. Have a seat, Mr. Ye."
Yan Qiongying said as she pulled out the chair next to Zhuo Qianyun.
Ye Wenming did not sit down and just said, "Who was the one who said they could make Qianyun drink and I wouldn’t say a word? I didn't hear very well from outside. I wonder if I missed out on anything else besides this."
Mr. Yu looked embarrassed. He immediately got up and said with a smile, "It's a misunderstanding. It's just a misunderstanding. I just wanted to hype up the atmosphere and propose a toast to Miss Zhuo!"
"A toast?" Ye Wenming sneered. "Qianyun's pregnant, so she can't drink. I'm injured, and the doctor told me not to drink for a while. How about this? I'll have one of my men drink with you."
With that said, Ye Wenming glanced at a bodyguard standing next to him, who promptly poured a glass of wine into an empty glass and downed it.
"Alright, we've drunk your toast, so I'll make one to you too!" said Ye Wenming as he indifferently instructed his bodyguard. "Let him drink more, lest I appear stingy. Today's drinks are all on me!"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict