Chapter 1208: Ping Sheng Won't Let Go

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Two people came down from the upstairs, and soon they began eating their New Year's Eve dinner.

Perhaps because this was Wen Ping Sheng's last New Year's Eve at home before her wedding, the Wen brothers decided to cancel their usual tradition of going out after the reunion dinner and stay in tonight.

Therefore, the Wen brothers tacitly opened several bottles of red and white wine, intending to get Yixing drunk.

They pretended to be checking the man's character by seeing how he drank.

Wen Yi Zhou slowly poured half a glass of red wine and said to the man sitting opposite him, "Yi Sheng, in just a short while, you'll be taking our little Sheng home; tonight, aren't you going to toast your future parents-in-law, grandmother, and several uncles Share your thoughts"

Yi Sheng pondered for a moment, then said seriously, "I can't say anything too flowery. Ping Sheng now manages my finances, and she can see my phone at any time. As for how I have been performing before, it will only get better in the future, it won't get worse; of course, saying it now is not as good as showing you with my actions."

“I hope you mean what you say. Our family only has Xiao Sheng, one girl. To be a match for the president's son is more than enough. If you ever dare to make her suffer, our brothers will definitely not let you off; don't think that with the Tang family as your relative, we, the Wen family, are afraid.”

"Little brother..." Wen Ping Sheng looked at his elder brother's harsh words to Yi Sheng, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Eat your food, eat more meat. This is a conversation between men, you girls should keep out of it." The fourth brother Wen Yunxing picked up a piece of her favorite chicken wing and put it in her mouth.

Wen Yizhou also peeled a crab leg and put it in her bowl, "Be good, girls should eat more and talk less. We men discuss business, you just listen and don't give your opinion."

Wen Ping Sheng, “...”

Then she was silent.

......

Finally, all the women in the Wen family had finished dinner, while the men were still drinking with (forcing) Yixing, even the mature and composed Father Wen joined in.

I wanted to drown Yisheng, but unexpectedly it was Wen Yizhou who couldn't hold on first.

He had a flushed face, looking slightly drunk, and asked menacingly, "An, did you secretly take the sleeping pills"

"No, I just have a good tolerance for alcohol." Yisheng replied calmly and nonchalantly.

Actually, he was a little tipsy.

This statement fell on the ears of the Wen family like a brazen provocation. Were they implying that their alcohol tolerance was low

Wen Yunxing opened a bottle of national liquor and put it in front of Yisheng. "An Yisheng, if you can finish this bottle of wine, I'll toast to you as a man. From now on, I won't think you are unworthy of our Xiaosheng."

After finishing their meal, Wen Ping-sheng, who was sitting beside Yi Sheng, immediately protected his wine flask when he saw what was happening.

She frowned and said, "You can't have any more. I hate drunkards."

This man has already been drinking a lot tonight, with several of her brothers and father. She's worried that if he finishes this bottle of alcohol, he'll get alcohol poisoning.

"Alright, I'm done drinking." Yisheng raised his eyes to look at the men of the Wen family and said, "Ping Sheng won't let me drink anymore."

Grandma Wen also spoke, "It's enough to drink about half a pot. How can we stay up for the New Year's Eve together if you get too drunk and pass out"

Even Empress Dowager Wen had spoken, so the others could only give up and dared not insist any further.

Wen Ping Sheng handed the wine in his hand to the butler, asking him to put it away properly. Then he took Yi Sheng's hand and left the dinner table, instructing the servants to prepare some hangover soup.ter 1191 Let's talk about this later.Wen Ping and An's mother had lunch not long ago.A couple in their forties or fifties, dressed impeccably and looking like successful professionals, rushed to the h...