"What cup? Give him a drink so he can get drunk and make a scene?"
Jiang Huazi's words carried a double meaning too. It wasn't that she wouldn't give him face, it was that he himself refused to save his own face. She had repeatedly advised him to go back first, but he insisted on coming in, putting her in an awkward spot as well.
Hong Xiaoyu instantly didn't dare move.
Zhang Zhongquan gave an awkward laugh and said casually, "You guys drink, I've got a bit of fatty liver, better if I don't drink too much."
"What did you say about Jiang and Qing Qing…"
Taking advantage of a moment when no one was paying attention, Pan Hui glanced at her husband and quietly spoke up.
"I didn't say anything. I only said he has good taste. He's the one who started overthinking and getting clever with himself."
Fang Weiguo replied calmly.
Indeed.
He hadn't lied.
He had just chosen not to correct it.
It was all Zhang Zhongquan's own wishful thinking. What did that have to do with him?
