"Co on, I’ll pour drinks for everyone!"
Luo Xiaoqian personally took the wine glasses and started pouring drinks for everyone. As soon as she had the bottle in her hands, it was already taken away by Leng Zimo.
Leng Zirui sneered playfully, "Hey, I an, big brother, pouring a drink won’t kill anyone, aren’t you pampering her a bit too much?"
"Not interested in drinking? Forget it!"
Leng Zimo took back the wine bottle he had extended toward him and bypassed him to pour a drink for Shen Yizhou.
"No, wait, President Leng is pouring drinks personally, this is a rare privilege that cos once in a decade, co on, fill it up, fill it up!" Leng Zirui imdiately stretched out his glass.
Everyone teased and laughed together, and Leng Zimo didn’t get angry.
When it was Jiao Yang’s turn, Leng Zimo naturally handed the wine bottle back to Luo Xiaoqian, "Over there, you pour."
"Okay!" Luo Xiaoqian took the wine bottle, went to Jiao Yang and Tongtong’s side, and poured for both of them, "Thank you both for coming, and, Jiao Yang, you two should also hurry up!"
"Exactly!" Xu Xia chid in gossipingly, "Tongtong, look how happy Xiao Qian and Zimo are, plus Qin Lan and Huangfu Ruo. Aren’t you two in a hurry?"
"We..." Tongtong glanced at Jiao Yang, "we don’t have plans to get married right now."
Nearby, Jiao Yang just calmly picked up a glass from the table, "Today is Xiao Qian and Zimo’s big day, let’s not talk about us. Here’s to them, Xiao Qian, Zimo, wishing you a hundred years of happiness and an early birth of a precious child!"
"That’s right, everyone, let’s toast to Xiao Qian and Zimo!"
Everyone raised their glasses and spoke their blessings.
All the guests raised their glasses together, and several stems clinked together, producing a crisp sound.
Everyone raised their glasses to drink, of course, both Luo Xiaoqian and Huangfu Ruo had fruit juice in their glasses. Jiao Yang was the first to drink the wine in his glass in one go, lowering his glass and looking at Luo Xiaoqian standing next to him, still appearing very calm.
Behind them, a waiter ca up to serve dishes.
Seeing the approaching waiter, Jiao Yang gently extended his arm, wrapping Luo Xiaoqian and moving her to the side.
Tongtong was so preoccupied with drinking that she didn’t notice the waiter behind her, and when she put down her glass, her elbow inadvertently bumped into the waiter’s plate. As the waiter exclaid, the hot dish he was carrying spilled towards Luo Xiaoqian.
"Ah!"
Tongtong scread and stepped back.
"Xiao Qian!"
Everyone cried out in alarm together, and Leng Zimo rushed over like a madman from a distance.
Luo Xiaoqian turned her head and saw the approaching hot dish. While retreating, she subconsciously shielded her abdon with her hands.
Before Leng Zimo could get there, before the hot dish hit Luo Xiaoqian, a figure rushed forward fiercely, using his own body to protect Luo Xiaoqian.
Thud!
A muffled sound, as the soup and contents of the hot dish spilled out, scalding the back of a silvery-gray suit.
Luo Xiaoqian, still in a state of shock, looked up and saw the eyes of Jiao Yang filled with concern.
"Jiao Yang?!"
Jiao Yang frowned slightly, but his tone was incredibly casual, "Xiao Qian, are you alright?"
"I’m fine," Luo Xiaoqian gently shook her head.
"Xiao Qian!" Leng Zimo, who had dashed over from the opposite side of the table, was the first to steady Luo Xiaoqian by the arm, looking her over from head to toe, "Did you get burned?"
"I really am fine..." Luo Xiaoqian’s gaze shifted over his arm to look at Jiao Yang, "Jiao Yang, are you okay?!"
"Ah!" Tongtong suddenly scread and rushed forward, "Jiao Yang, your... your back..."
Everyone shifted their gaze and saw that Jiao Yang’s suit was drenched in soup, still emitting thick steam.
He had blocked all of it.
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Can’t hold on anymore, my headache is unbearable, will update up to this point (caught a cold, the updates in the next few days will be less, please be understanding)
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