She doesn't deserve this wealthy wife.

This time, everyone finally felt something was wrong and tried to dissuade him.

"Zi Yan, don't be so stubborn. You can't drink anymore."

"That's right, we don't have to drink it all."

However, Zhang Ziyan did not listen to the advice at all.

He picked up the third glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

Everyone was stunned. This guy actually dared to drink.

Zhang Ziyan wiped his mouth and winked at Ning Jiao, showing a victorious attitude, "Sister Ning Jiao, look, I can drink it."

Ning Jiao glared at him, "You brat, you are really crazy."

If he were allowed to drink all the wine on this table, something would definitely happen, so Ning Jiao quickly stopped him.

She snatched the cup from Zhang Ziyan's hand and stopped him from drinking. "I'll go find Mr. Xie and ask if this is nonsense. Mu Xue, look at him."

"Okay, Sister Ning Jiao."

As soon as Ning Jiao opened the door, she bumped into a tall body. The man's warm chest was like a wall. Ning Jiao rubbed her nose, which was pretending to hurt.

She was just about to see who it was when she raised her eyes and met a pair of eyes as deep as a cold pool.

Xie Juanliu looked indifferent, and his eyes fell on Ning Jiao, like a piece of ice.

Ning Jiao subconsciously took a few steps back. She didn't know why, but when she looked into Xie Juanliu's eyes, she felt a little timid. But then she thought about it, what was she afraid of him for?
Xie Juanliu stepped forward and walked directly into the box. In an instant, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly.

"Mr. Xie, why are you here?"

Xie Junliu said in an indifferent tone, "I know you are inviting distinguished guests, so I asked the boss to prepare these wines."

After he finished speaking, his cold gaze fell on Ning Jiao, "What, you're not satisfied?"

Each word was like a needle pricking directly through Ning Jiao's chest.

She really didn't understand why Xie Juanliu was so violent today?
Those who knew he was here to deliver wine, but those who didn’t know thought he was here for revenge!

"Mr. Xie, these are my former students. They have just graduated and they definitely don't know how to drink."

As soon as Ning Jiao explained, Zhang Ziyan stood up and leaned over.

"Mr. Xie, I have long admired your name. I can drink with you."

It was obvious that Zhang Ziyan was already drunk and he still insisted on raising the cup tremblingly. Ning Jiao quickly supported him.

"Zhang Ziyan, what are you trying to do? You're a guy who pours three glasses of wine!"

Zhang Ziyan fell on Ning Jiao and said warmly, "Sister Ning Jiao, I feel so dizzy..."

"I told you not to drink, but you just don't believe me!" Ning Jiao said angrily.

She didn't notice at all that she and Zhang Ziyan were in an extremely ambiguous position. The two were entangled, and Zhang Ziyan's hand was wrapped around Ning Jiao's waist.

From Xie Juanliu's perspective, Ning Jiao was already trapped in Zhang Ziyan's arms.

The next second, Xie Juanliu reached out and pulled Ning Jiao into his arms.

For a moment, Ning Jiao looked at Xie Juanliu in confusion.

"Mr. Xie, what are you doing?"

The two of them were so close that she could hear Xie Juanliu's steady heartbeat. Ning Jiao subconsciously touched her abdominal muscles, and she couldn't hold back the oil at this time.

Xie Juanliu seemed to notice Ning Jiao's movements, and he glanced down at her.

Ning Jiao felt like a thief, embarrassed and at a loss. She turned her eyes slightly to avoid his probing gaze.

The abdominal muscles felt so good, Ning Jiao couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Sure enough, mature men are still attractive!
"Mr. Zhang is drunk. I'll have someone take you back." "I'm not drunk."

Zhang Ziyan immediately denied it. His eyes fell on Ning Jiao, his eyes were like those of an abandoned puppy.

Xie Liu glanced at Zhang Ziyan with an indifferent look, "Mr. Zhang is drunk. I'll have someone take you back."

"I'm not drunk." Zhang Ziyan immediately denied it. His eyes fell on Ning Jiao, his eyes were like those of an abandoned puppy.

When Ning Jiao saw this, she softened her heart and said to Xie Juanliu, "Mr. Xie, he has been drinking. I will send him back first."

Hearing this, Xie Juanliu sneered, "There are so many people here, do you have to send him back?"

"Huh?" Ning Jiao then thought about it and felt that this was the case. She glanced at Mu Xue.

"Mu Xue, please send Zi Yan back."

Forced by Xie Juanliu's power, Mu Xue had no choice but to agree, "Okay, Sister Ning Jiao, don't worry, I will send him home safely."

Ning Jiao was about to explain something, but Xie Juanliu suddenly leaned closer to his ear, opened her thin lips lightly, and asked in a low tone, "What is your relationship with him?"

Ning Jiao was stunned. In fact, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a teacher-student relationship, but she had only taught a few classes and was not much of a teacher.

"Just friends."

Hearing this answer, Xie Juanliu's eyes dimmed and his mood seemed to be better. He distanced himself from Ning Jiao.

"I want to think about the filming thing you mentioned before."

After saying that, Xie Juanliu turned around and walked out of the box. Ning Jiao's eyes lit up and she quickly chased after him.

"Mr. Xie, are you telling the truth?"

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Zhang Ziyan's eyes were gloomy, his expression was dazed, and he looked drunk.

Mu Xue patted his shoulder and said, "Zhang Ziyan, just forget it. How can you defeat him?"

She knew in her heart that Zhang Ziyan loved sister Ningjiao, but it was obviously impossible.

Zhang Ziyan lowered his head, slowly sat on the sofa, and looked at the wine glass on the table in trance.

Xie Juanliu called Ning Jiao out with just one sentence, but even if he did so much, it would not help.

"Aren't you pretending to be drunk?" Mu Xue couldn't help but tease.

Zhang Ziyan glared at her, picked up the wine glass and sighed again, "How am I inferior to him?"

Mu Xue burst out laughing, almost unable to hold the wine glass, "You are not talking nonsense. If it were me, I would choose Mr. Xie, he is handsome and charming..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking!"

Zhang Ziyan looked impatient and started drinking wine.

Mu Xue smiled and leaned forward, "Zhang Ziyan, in fact, your goal has been achieved. I have already told sister Ning Jiao about the rumor. Xu Meiyi is not the biological daughter of the Xu family at all."

"You have no evidence, how can you prove it?"

Mu Xue snorted coldly, "Then don't worry about it. Don't you want to pave the way for sister Ning Jiao's revenge? This is the key."

Zhang Ziyan's thoughts were thoroughly studied by Mu Xue. In fact, even if he didn't say anything, Mu Xue knew what he wanted to do.

Because love can really make people go to their heads!
"Zhang Ziyan, I suspect that you can only impress yourself by doing these things. Sister Ning Jiao obviously only treats you as a younger brother."

"So what, being able to stand by her side is enough."

Mu Xue shook her head. She didn't expect that the Zhang family's highly anticipated heir was actually a lover. If the head of the Zhang family found out, he would be furious to death.

"You are not doing it all for Sister Ning Jiao, after all, the biggest stumbling block for your Zhang family is the Xu family."

Zhang Ziyan nodded, "That's right." (End of Chapter)