That evening, everyone parted with joy.
Even Old Man Shen unexpectedly raised his glass to Zhao Shanhe: "Old Zhao, I couldn't stand the sight of you before, you tell me, how could you do such despicable things? Am I right? Today I'll give you some face, let's drink, and I won't fuss about the stupid things you did before."
Zhao Shanhe was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
This kind of talk, damn it, is really hard to respond to.
Can't even figure out if he's cursing me or... cursing me?
This damn sentence, I couldn't hear any meaning of reconciliation.
And from whichever angle you look at it, you're considered my subordinate, so how come you're being so generous to forgive me?
Are you even qualified?
An Ruoxing was cheerfully encouraging from the side: "Drink one, drink one!"
So, Mo Gan Yun and others began to suck up to their superior: "Drink one! Drink one!"
Suddenly creating a wedding night atmosphere!
