Feeling his body trembling uncontrollably, Zhang Jingyuan kept muttering in his heart: How strong is this guy's power? Without moving, just a momentum emitted invisibly, it made him unable to move.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Come on, uncle, let's drink." Feeling Zhang Jingyuan's strangeness, Fang Yichen quickly withdrew his momentum and turned around and said to Zhang Jingyuan.

While Fang Yichen was speaking, he was thinking in his heart: if you find an opportunity, you must see these foreign forces. By the way, you can teach those bastards who are ignorant of the world. Among them, it is especially the little Japanese. Fang Yichen is still a standard angry young man. Especially for Japan, it can almost be said to be hostile to Japan.

Feeling the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, Zhang Jingyuan breathed a deep breath. He never felt that deep breathing could be so comfortable. He moved his body slightly before he recovered.

"Okay... OK, drink. Not everyone can drink this fine wine." Zhang Jingyuan, who recovered, couldn't help it when he smelled the fragrance of the wine. So he nodded to Fang Yichen and said. At this moment, he really needed some fine wine to suppress his shock.

Seeing Zhang Jingyuan's actions, Fang Yichen felt a little funny. Hearing Zhang Jingyuan's words, Fang Yichen quickly suppressed his smile and filled the cup in front of Zhang Jingyuan. It was considered to have escaped a disaster. Otherwise, if he laughed out loud, he would really offend his future father-in-law. Then he didn't think he did it on purpose.

Seeing Fang Yichen pouring the wine glass in front of him, Zhang Jingyuan quickly picked up the wine glass and drank it clean. After drinking this glass of wine, a hot feeling surged in his heart. He finally calmed down completely.

Seeing Zhang Jingyuan drinking the glass of wine in one breath, Fang Yichen quickly filled Zhang Jingyuan with it on the table. Then he found another wine glass on the coffee table and poured himself a glass.

Song Yulan and Zhang Qianqian went to the kitchen to prepare lunch, but it didn't get so quickly. So Fang Yichen and Zhang Jingyuan were drinking wine in the living room while chatting. There was not much time now, and as Zhang Qianqian thought, they were already getting better and put on a pair of pants. It seems that wine is indeed the best bridge between men.

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"Qianqian, you are with Yichen now and you are someone else's wife. You can't be like a child like you used to be. You should care more about Yichen. This man also needs to be coaxed." In the kitchen, Song Yulan was cooking while preaching to Zhang Qianqian.

"Mom. What are you talking about! Who... who is his wife?" Hearing his mother's words, Zhang Qianqian said angrily. Although she had already married Fang Yichen, Zhang Qianqian could not fully accept this new identity for a while.

"It's all like that, don't you still say?" Song Yulan said unhappily when she heard her daughter's words. In the eyes of their generation, if her body is given to each other, it is naturally someone else's wife.

"Mom..." Hearing his mother's words, Zhang Qianqian twisted her body and said coquettishly.

"You girl, in the past, there was a mother who spoiled you and spoiled you. In the future, you would be a wife and mother. Then you need to spoil others and spoil others. Mother tells you that this man always has strong self-esteem. The stronger the ability, the stronger the self-esteem. Sometimes, they are like children, and you also need to spoil them and let them go." Hearing his daughter's words, Song Yulan put down the work in her hand, walked up and gently pointed Zhang Qianqian's forehead with her hand, and said earnestly.

"But now society emphasizes equality between men and women, why do you have to let me give in?" Zhang Qianqian pouted and said dissatisfiedly. However, although she said that, she usually cared about Fang Yichen's feelings. It was just because she was used to being spoiled since childhood, and sometimes she would play with the temper of a lady.

"Hey...you. Do you think of equality when two people live? If they care so much, how can they live long? When you want each other like this or that, you think that women should be taken for pain and love. Have you ever thought about being fair? If you really care about so much, how can you live this life?" Hearing his daughter's words, Song Yulan sighed helplessly and persuaded patiently. After saying that, she sighed in her heart: It seems that this daughter has really been spoiled by herself.

"A woman is going to use it for pain and love?" Zhang Qianqian lowered her head and muttered dissatisfiedly. At this moment, she completely forgot that she was still demanding equality between men and women just now.

"You kid, why don't you say that men and women are equal? ​​How can you live like this? Well... OK. I won't say it anymore. After the days are too long, you will naturally understand." Song Yulan said helplessly when she heard her daughter's words. She just saw that her daughter wanted to argue again, so she quickly stopped preaching. Because she understood that some things could not be understood by saying them.

The reason why she didn't continue to preach was because Song Yulan could see that Fang Yichen was still very accommodating to her daughter. Although she had not been in contact for a long time, Song Yulan felt that she would be relieved to hand over her daughter to Fang Yichen. Perhaps, it was inevitable that there were bumps and bumps in their lives. But Song Yulan believed that Fang Yichen would not abandon her daughter.

"Mom..." Zhang Qianqian said coquettishly when she heard her mother's words.

"Okay...Okay. Don't act coquettishly here. Hurry up, help mom take these dishes out, prepare, prepare, and start the meal." Seeing her daughter continue to act coquettishly, Song Yulan sighed helplessly and said.

"Oh." Hearing his mother's words, Zhang Qianqian responded helplessly with her head down. There were two people waiting outside. Moreover, Zhang Qianqian also wanted to get rid of her mother's preaching as soon as possible. She really couldn't stand such an atmosphere.

After agreeing, Zhang Qianqian pouted and held two dishes and walked towards the living room. After putting the two dishes on the dining table, Zhang Qianqian subconsciously looked in the direction of Fang Yichen and the others. It was not a big deal that Zhang Qianqian immediately rushed towards the two of them.

"Hey, Dad... Dad. Why are you drunk before you eat? Yichen, so are you. You haven't eaten yet, why are you drinking so much for my dad?" Zhang Qianqian rushed to the side of the sofa and pushed her father who was drunk on the sofa. But after pushing for a long time, she couldn't wake up. Why didn't Zhang Qianqian understand what was going on? She glanced at Fang Yichen in anger and complained.

"What does this have to do with me? It's what your father insisted on drinking." Fang Yichen replied depressedly when he heard Zhang Qianqian's words. This is really unfair. You said that Zhang Qianqian's father is Fang Yichen's future father-in-law. If he wants wine, can Fang Yichen not give it to him?

"Then... you won't stop him?" Zhang Qianqian continued to complain when she heard Fang Yichen's words. At this moment, her eldest lady's temper has risen again, so she can't care so much.

"Can I stop me? Isn't this the same as last time you? I stop you and don't ask you to drink. But do you listen? This is your father. He wants wine, can I not give it?" Fang Yichen frowned and said angrily. Even if you have any objections, you can't just hold all the shit on your head.

"Yes, Qianqian. How can you blame Yichen? Your father wants to drink wine. Why don't he give me a junior?" At this time, he heard the movement in the living room in the kitchen. Song Yulan, who walked out of the kitchen, happened to hear the conversation between her daughter and Fang Yichen, so she taught Zhang Qianqian a lesson with a stern face.

"This old man just can't stop his mouth. He's afraid of life when he sees wine. Yichen, I'll make you laugh. I'll help him upstairs to rest first. You two sit back now, and wait for me to come down and we'll have dinner." After saying this, Song Yulan looked helplessly at Zhang Jingyuan who was lying on the sofa and said unhappy.

After saying this, Song Yulan walked upstairs and planned to help Zhang Jingyuan go upstairs. But Zhang Jingyuan was drunk at this moment like a pool of mud. How could Song Yulan be able to help him?
Chapter completed!