A group of handsome men stood up and replaced the red wine with white wine. "I noticed that the best man and bridesmaids can hold their liquor quite well. They downed the white wine in one gulp without even blinking. Shouldn't the bride and groom do something about it?" someone said, pouring two more glasses of wine for the bride and groom.

"I'll drink." Zhao Nan smiled and drank two glasses of baijiu, which made his throat feel hot and uncomfortable. As soon as one table finished, another table started making noise.

This time they wouldn't give up easily. Zhao Nan said he would drink in place of Liu Liqi, but they refused outright. "How can that be? We are toasting the bride, how can the groom stand in for her? Come on, let the bride and groom each have a drink."

The glass was already at her lips when Liu Liqi hesitated. She was allergic to alcohol and couldn't drink under any circumstances. She explained this to everyone, and they all understood.

If the bride doesn't drink, then it'll have to fall to the bridesmaids.

Lan Qingyue has inherited the original owner's high alcohol tolerance; all she needs to do is overcome her mental resistance.

"If the bride isn't drinking, the bridesmaids will." The man approached with his glass, paused slightly, and Lan Qingyue could tell from his expression what kind of scheme he was up to. Sure enough, "But it'll be double."

Two glasses of baijiu here, two glasses there—even the best alcohol tolerance can't withstand this. By the time the wedding is over, she'll be a drunkard.

Lan Qingyue secretly glared at the other person. Luckily, no media were invited to today's wedding, otherwise who knows what those media would write about her, given her tendency to attract negative attention.

"Yes, yes, the bridesmaids should drink, two glasses!" The people around them chimed in.

Liu Liqi looked at Lan Qingyue with worry, "Qing'er...you..."

"It's okay, I can drink." Lan Qingyue patted the back of her hand, took the wine glass from the man's hand, and brought it to her lips, leaving her hand empty.

Qi Yu stood there, his tall shadow looming over Lan Qingyue. He smiled faintly, "You are all gentlemen, how can you let a girl drink? I'll drink for her."

"Oh my, when did our Young Master Qi become so chivalrous?"

"What's the meaning of this drink? I don't quite understand."

"Yeah, what's going on? You kept it from me for so long."

"Hurry up and introduce it to us!"

Qi Yu's actions undoubtedly ignited everyone's gossip-loving hearts. Since they were all in the same circle, they didn't hold back when they spoke.

Lan Qingyue was increasingly relieved that there were no media outlets. These young masters spoke without restraint, and she would be in big trouble if the media photographed them. She pursed her red lips, hesitant to speak, and looked at Qi Yu. Under the soft light, his features had lost much of their sharpness.

She looked at Qi Yu, while they looked at her and Qi Yu, as if they knew everything.

Qi Yu downed several glasses of baijiu without changing his expression, then glanced at Lan Qingyue's slightly flushed cheeks. Her hair shimmered with a soft light, and the red cheongsam fabric complemented her porcelain-like skin, making her look exceptionally beautiful.

Lan Qingyue lowered her head, her gaze shifting. Like everyone else, she waited for Qi Yu's answer. Now that she was wearing the original owner's face, everyone knew she was the "Queen of Scandals" in the entertainment industry. The more Qi Yu said, the harder it would be to end the conversation.

"Colleague." Those two simple words immediately set the atmosphere ablaze. Everyone chimed in, clearly incredulous. "How could that be?"

"Ayu, we grew up in the same compound, why are you still hiding something from us?"

"That's right, Ayu is just too embarrassed to say it, but we all understand."

"I understand, I understand. Come on, bottoms up."

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