After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

Shang Hexing's original intention all along was just to fall in love with Wen Zhi in a low-key manner and then announce his marriage in a high-profile manner.

Today was an accident.

Just because he couldn't tolerate others bullying Wen Zhi, and he didn't want to deal with it privately, lest some ignorant person bully her again while he was away.

Wen Zhi accepted his favor and whispered to Shang Hexing, "Thank you."

Shang Hexing pushed the wine glass on the table further and looked at her sideways: "It doesn't sound very sincere."

Wen Zhi's tone was particularly firm: "Of course I'm sincere."

Shang Hexing suddenly said: "Then go home and show it."

Wen Zhi didn't react: "What to show?"

Shang Hexing crossed his long legs and sat in a very relaxed posture. He curled his lips and smiled casually: "Show your sincerity."

Wen Zhi instantly understood what he meant and scolded him: a hooligan.

The mouth shape of the word 'rogue' was easy to understand. Shang Hexing smiled angrily, and naturally put his hand on her back, pinching the soft flesh of her waist casually.

Wen Zhi was so itchy that she wanted to hide from him, but the situation was wrong, so she had to keep her face straight so that others could not tell that the two were flirting.

And this time.

Today's birthday boy, Mr. Zhou, was smiling and supporting the old leader as he came to sit down at the table.

"The old chief is already this old, but he still looks so strong."

Discussions came from all tables.

Someone also said: "Old Han's family has longevity genes. I think this old leader will have no problem living to be a hundred years old."

"The relationship between the Han and Zhou families is quite deep. You see, Mr. Han is Mr. Zhou's teacher, and Mr. Zhou is Shang Hexing's teacher. It's a pity that the two families are not related by marriage."

"The Zhou family has few heirs. The eldest son has been married for almost two years, and now only Tuesday is left to idle around all day. Which daughter of the merchant is willing to marry Tuesday? If the Zhou family can have a daughter, it may be different."

"Don't mention it. If the Zhou family had a daughter, the little girl next to Shang Hexing would probably not have the chance to sit here today."

"That's not the case. I think that little girl holds a lot of weight in Shang Hexing's heart. The Xie family member has been with him for so long, so he has to sit at another table today."

"But having said that, does Mr. Han approve of the little girl? If Mr. Han is not satisfied, this marriage will not be tried."

"Then we don't know..." The person who finally said this said in a sad tone.

Wen Zhi also heard this sentence.

She looked at Shang Hexing who stood up and walked towards Mr. Han, and thought to herself, this was probably why she was so sure that it was okay to fall in love with Shang Hexing, but not to get married.

Anyone who disagrees can be resisted by Shang Hexing.

But Mrs. Han disagrees. Even if they are forced to be together, they will never get a marriage certificate and they will never be justified.

"cough!"

A deep and thick cough came.

When Wen Zhi heard the cough, she immediately came back to her senses. She looked up and saw that everyone present had stood up, and she immediately stood up as well.

At this time, Mr. Han, who was dressed in Tang Dynasty suit, walked to the main position with Shang Hexing and Zhou Laoyi supporting him from left to right.

Mr. Han's kind eyes glanced around, lingering on Wen Zhi for a moment, and then withdrew his gaze: "Sit down, everyone, don't be restrained."

No one sat down, they were all waiting for Mr. Han to take a seat first.

After Mr. Han took his seat, everyone sat down one after another, including Wen Zhi.

Mr. Zhou's position was arranged to the left of Mr. Han, and the right side was empty. Mr. Han threw the crutch in his hand to the right side and said to Shang Hexing: "Sit here." Shang Hexing knew what the old man was thinking. , but had to flatter the old man: "Grandpa, I'm sitting across from you."

Opposite us, Wen Zhi was lowering her eyes and looking at her nose and heart, because she was not qualified to say anything.

Old Mrs. Han was obviously unhappy, and Mr. Zhou could see it. However, it was his birthday today and he was in a good mood. He was always smiling and willing to be a peacemaker: "Teacher, young people only have a common language when they sit together with young people. It would be so boring for us older people to sit together."

Mr. Han glanced at Mr. Zhou and said, "Just spoil him."

Mr. Zhou smiled heartily: "How can I not be used to the students I brought out? Teacher, you have always been used to me as a student."

Old Mrs. Han smiled from ear to ear and shook his head: "That's all."

Shang Hexing gave Mr. Zhou a grateful look.

Zhou Lao understood and looked back: I understand, I understand.

Shang Hexing returned to Wen Zhi and sat down. He leaned closer to her and said, "Grandpa is more old-fashioned, so don't worry about some of his words."

Wen Zhi nodded: "I know."

Shang Hexing saw that Wen Zhi was not very happy, and stretched out his hand under the table to cover the back of her hand: "I will take you back to Qionglou after dinner."

Wen Zhi was in a bad mood because she realized that she was redundant here. The more Shang Hexing coaxed her, the less she knew how to respond, so she seemed a little dull.

But now that we have reached this point, we must finish this meal well no matter what.

She prepared herself mentally, tilted her head and smiled at Shang Hexing: "It's just that there are too many people and I can't adapt to it. I'll be fine."

Today's birthday banquet is particularly lively.

The culture of persuading people to drink will not appear on such occasions. After all, most of the guests who can come to the birthday banquet are people who lead by example.

Although there is no need to persuade people to drink, toasting is indispensable.

Mr. Zhou could sit still without drinking a glass, but he drank every glass with sincerity and drank it all in one gulp.

During the whole process, Mr. Zhou's face was almost bursting with smiles. During the years when he was in power, birthdays were basically simple.It's better to retreat, it's so lively.

When Wen Zhi saw everyone going to toast, he also took the initiative to toast Mr. Zhou with a glass of wine. Shang Hexing did not stop her, but only reminded her: "Don't drink it all stupidly."

Wen Zhi said, "It would be insincere if I didn't finish the drink."

Shang Hexing held her wrist: "This wine has a high alcohol content, I won't lie to you."

"I know it well. Besides, how can you be sure that I don't drink well?" After saying that, Wen Zhi brushed Shang Hexing's hand away.

Shang Hexing smiled faintly and no longer stopped her from trying to be strong. He thought, just take her home when she's drunk.

Wen Zhi took the initiative to propose a toast, and everyone had enough time to watch the fun.

Mr. Zhou knew that the alcohol content of this wine was high, so for Shang Hexing's sake, he told Wen Zhi to be casual, as long as he was polite, and there was no need to finish the wine.

Wen Zhi responded with a smile, but he still drank the glass of wine in front of Mr. Zhou. When Mr. Zhou saw this, his eyes showed approval.

A glass of wine was fine and would not make anyone drunk. Wen Zhi returned to Shang Hexing and refilled his glass.

Shang Hexing's eyebrows twitched. He just saw her finish the glass of wine with his own eyes, and now she filled it up for herself. Was this because she was addicted to drinking?

Seeing that Wen Zhi was about to pick up the glass of wine, Shang Hexing pressed her wrist: "What are you doing?"

Wen Zhi smiled playfully: "Go and pay homage to Mr. Han."

Shang Hexing could see her thoughts from Wen Zhi's eyes, but he did not take back his hand to stop her, and reminded her: "Put it down."