Zhang Shihua didn't want to drink, but couldn't resist with Zhang Chongxin present—he gave a look, and Zhang Shihua caved instantly.
"A real man can't even handle a drink? That's nonsense!"
Zhang Shihua looked serious, "Dad, that's definitely nonsense. I didn't do well just now. Let me try again this time."
Zhang Shihua took a shallow sip this time.
Even with all the mental preparation, he had to admit honestly.
It's really hard to drink!
"Uh-huh!"
He opened his eyes wide and gave a thumbs-up, "Dad, it's delicious!"
Before Zhang Chongxin could react, Zhang Shihua had already raised his glass and clinked it against Zhang Chongxin's. "Dad! I'm finishing mine first! You do as you please ~"
He hadn't learned to drink well, but drinking talk—it came naturally, no instruction needed.
He drank so fast that no one had a chance to stop him.
"Are you crazy or something!"
