Li Dongyang slept very well that night.

I slept until 10 a.m.

Just got up,

Zhang Wenbing then called.

"Dongyang, come over for lunch. I've prepared a bottle of good wine for you."

"Let me celebrate for you in advance."

Li Dongyang knew that Laoshi's drinking cravings were acting up, and calling him over was just a way to use him as a shield.

"Teacher, the script isn't finished yet, so I'd better not go."

"Come on, the wine is all bought, how can you not come?"

"Come quickly, I'll have your teacher's wife cook some of your favorite dishes."

Zhang Wenbing stood at the supermarket entrance carrying groceries.

He looked at the bottle of baijiu in his hand with a happy smile.

Raising an eyebrow, "You won't let me drink?"

"I have plenty of ways."

"Hehe!" His laughter sounded quite frivolous!

"You bought some alcohol?"

As Zhang Wenbing entered, He Qin immediately noticed the liquor he was carrying, and her face fell.

"I've already told you about the three highs (high blood pressure, high blood sugar, and high cholesterol), and you still keep drinking. If you drink yourself to death, do you want someone else to sleep with your wife and beat your children?"

Seeing Zhang Wenbing's grinning face, He Qin felt a surge of anger.

"You're so old, how can you be so shameless?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wenbing was displeased.

"Dongyang's first drama is going to be a huge hit, so let's invite him over to celebrate in advance."

"Tsk tsk!"

"Come on, you always use Dongyang as a shield, don't you have any shame?"

Despite her words, He Qin's expression relaxed considerably when Li Dongyang was mentioned.

To be honest, she was genuinely happy for Li Dongyang when the short drama became such a hit.

He tugged at Zhang Wenbing and said, "Then I'll go make a few side dishes."

"By the way, why haven't I seen Xiaoyue this morning?"