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Note that this book is a slow-burn novel, and it will become increasingly exciting as the story progresses.

It starts from 2002, beginning at the Beijing Film Academy, and starting with the H...

Chapter 327 Grudges and Love

All dishes have been served.

Ye Daying opened the wine jar, and a strong aroma of wine wafted out.

Liu Qianqian smelled it and thought it smelled so good that she unconsciously swallowed.

Feng Kuzi's appetite was whetted.

"Brother Eagle, what kind of wine is this? It smells really good."

Ye Daying grinned smugly and said, "This liquor is just Wuliangye, but the original yeast used is the original yeast from the Ming Dynasty, which came from 16 batches of raw liquor. It was a gift from my dad's old comrade-in-arms, and I took it. Today, I'm hosting a welcome dinner for Director Zhang. This is one of my treasured possessions."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yimou gasped.

"Could it be the Hidden Forest Wine Pool?"

Ye Daying nodded: "It's made with Yinsen yeast."

Shen Fang was completely bewildered.

"It's from the Ming Dynasty? That's at least several hundred years old. Wow, today we're drinking history and culture!"

Ye Daying smiled: "It's definitely a live kiln from the Ming Dynasty, but I don't know the specific year of wine used for blending."

"I've had it. 80-year-old Moutai doesn't smell as good as this. It's probably at least a hundred years old," Han Sanping said with certainty. As someone who drinks every day, he's quite an expert on alcohol.

Ye Daying poured a small glass for everyone. Liu Qianqian also asked for a thumb-sized amount of wine. She only took a small sip, but it smelled so good that her mouth watered.

Ye Daying picked up his wine glass.

"Come on, men and women, let's toast Director Zhang first."

Zhang Yimou was extremely embarrassed: "Stop talking, okay? Let's drink."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Shen Fang poured the wine into his mouth and slowly savored it. The taste was surprisingly smooth, mellow, and sweet, with a rich aroma. The fragrance burst forth in his mouth. He slowly swallowed it. It was smooth on the palate and went down smoothly without any spiciness. However, after drinking it, he felt hot all over and a surge of heat rose from his lower abdomen.

"Wow, this wine is delicious!" Liu Qianqian exclaimed in surprise.

She had tried some baijiu before, but it was too spicy and tasted awful. This time, however, it had no spiciness at all, a rich flavor, and was exceptionally fragrant and mellow.

Zhang Yimou nodded: "This wine is good, the taste is smooth, but something's not right. Wuliangye is 52 degrees, and logically, the older the wine, the higher the alcohol content should be."

Ye Daying grinned mischievously: "This liquor is 65 degrees. It just tastes good and you can't taste that burning sensation in your throat, but it has a strong aftereffect. However, it won't give you a headache. I'm telling you in advance, tonight we're not leaving until we're drunk."

Everyone clinked glasses and chatted, thoroughly enjoying themselves...

The next morning, Chen Fang woke up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the perpetual calendar on his wrist. Hmm? ??? It was 11 o'clock. His hand suddenly felt a soft touch, very soft. He glanced over and was surprised to see Fan Xiaopang's big white steamed bun.

Looking at Fan Xiaopang, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, his snow-white, round breasts exposed to the air, his long, white legs casually draped over the edge of the bed, his lips smeared with lipstick, completely naked.

Hmm? Judging from this, I must have had a lot of fun with myself last night, so why can't I remember what happened?

Shen Fang got up, put on a shirt, went to the bedside and pinched Fan Xiaopang's bun. Fan Xiaopang, whose bun had been attacked, opened his eyes and looked at Shen Fang with a mischievous smile.

He picked up a pillow from the side and threw it at Chen Fang.

"Ugh, you kept me up all night last night and didn't even let me get a proper rest."

Sinking Square.....

"Cough cough, I can't remember anything about that. Wasn't I drunk? How could I have done that?"

Fan Xiaopang lifted the blanket and pointed to the red marks on his chest, arms, and neck.

"This was chewed by a dog!!!"

Shen Fang gave a dry laugh.

"Hahaha, hey, are you hungry?"

Fan Xiaopang pouted, yawned, and stretched out his jade-like arm to look at Chen Fang.

"Pick me up."

Shen Fang picked up Fan Xiaopang and hugged the fairy's shapely buttocks. Looking at the fairy's lazy appearance, he couldn't help but kiss her twice.

Fan Xiaopang suddenly felt something hard pressing against his buttocks.

She rolled her eyes at Chen Fang.

"Why are you doing this again? You're such a stubborn mule. Don't even think about it, I'm telling you."

Shen Fang grinned mischievously, hugged the beautiful woman, and kissed her: "I'll let you off the hook for now."

I carried Fan Xiaopang to the bathroom to wash up.

The two got dressed.

As they went downstairs, the nanny, Aunt Chen, watched them go.

"Sir, madam, are you hungry? I've already reheated breakfast twice. What would you like to eat? I'll make it again."

Shen Fang waved his hand: "It's okay, just reheat it and eat a bite."

Aunt Chen nodded and soon placed the heated breakfast on the table.

Shen Fang was eating breakfast and watching TV.

"Xiao Kun, where is Lanlan?"

"Miss Lanlan has gone out to play; Young Master Shen Kun hasn't gotten up yet," Aunt Chen replied.

Shen Fang was overjoyed: "Aunt Chen, where did you learn to call us 'young master' and 'young lady'? Goodness, you're acting like we're some kind of wealthy family."

Aunt Chen smiled and said, "Isn't that how everyone calls people these days? Take that drama, 'Romance in the Rain,' for example. Even though the characters in it aren't as rich as you, they still call you 'Master,' 'Madam,' 'Miss,' and 'Young Master.'"

Fan Xiaopang curled his lip: "Zhao Zhetian is really popular, huh!!!"

Shen Fang couldn't help but laugh at the angry little chubby boy; he knew why Fan Xiaopang was angry. He pulled Fan Xiaopang into his arms.

"What's wrong? Are you jealous?"

Fan Xiaopang rolled his eyes at Chen Fang.

"I'm jealous of her? Is she as pretty as me? Does she have a better figure than me? Does she know how to find men as well as I do? Does she have a boyfriend as handsome as you? Pshaw, I'm not jealous of her at all. I just don't like her. She acts like a silly, naive girl in TV dramas, but in real life she's more cunning than anyone else. And that Ruby Lin, pshaw. Seeing either of them makes me sick."

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