The half-drunk groom nodded, indicating his agreement.
Ye Zhi rolled her eyes, knowing that Ye Lin dared to act this way because Brother Zhao wouldn't report him.
She spoke brightly, "Brother Zhao, it's time to return to your room."
Zhao Jun looked as if he had seen a savior, his eyes sparkling, and nodded in response on the spot.
Clad in a red robe, he left with a dashing demeanor, as if he'd taken nothing away with him.
Ye Lin was a bit puzzled, did he leave just like that? Without having a few more drinks?
"Do you still want to drink? Then I'll drink with you."
A little girl's eerie voice sounded, and anyone with a bit of sense could hear the ill intention.
Ye Lin didn't dare to drink with his sister and immediately refused, returning to the table with a downcast look.
