"Damn, you're killing me!"
Wu Qing frowned and looked serious, "Laughing? What's so funny?"
"Come on, Master Qi, cut the crap! We're all buddies here, isn't it a bit much?" After shaking his head, he casually grabbed a bottle of liquor from the table, filled everyone's cups, and then, with a particularly amused look, gestured to Sun Qingyang with his own cup and said teasingly, "Come on, brother-in-law, shall we have a go?"
His mouth said "brother-in-law," but his face clearly didn't believe it.
In fact, no one would believe it.
Just like the others, he thought Wu Qing was just looking for a novel excuse to have some fun!
Sun Qing was no stranger to social scenes, and not wanting to embarrass Wu Qing, she took the cup, shot Wu Qing a "look at the impression you're giving off" glance, then confidently raised her glass. She gave Wu Jiang a smile, clinked glasses with him without much conversation, then tilted her head back and boldly downed it all in one gulp.
