Duan Muqing glanced at Zhou Yuncheng, somewhat impatiently: "What's it to you? Have you forgotten what you said? You and she are just ordinary friends. Do I need to report to you what I say to her?"

Zhou Yuncheng's tone became more subdued: "Putting everything else aside, you can't sow discord with her. I still want to be friends with her."

Duan Muqing almost laughed at Zhou Yuncheng's antics.

He even actually laughed.

This guy is really something else. People only approach him because they like him, and even though he's already planning to end things, he still hopes they can be friends with him.

However, recalling her own method, Duan Muqing stroked her chin: "If nothing unexpected happens, you should still be able to be friends."

Zhou Yuncheng's eyes narrowed: "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure."

Duan Muqing patted his shoulder: "Just you wait."

He then left as well.

In just a few words, Zhou Yuncheng's mood fluctuated.

He actually felt a sense of anticipation.

If he could maintain a friendship with Jiang Tian and eliminate those ambiguous connections, then he was willing to trust Duan Muqing this once.

The banquet was a great success.

Zhou Yuncheng, a promising young man, was forced to drink quite a few cups of wine.

Whether it's elders, peers, or even younger generations, they'll all find an opportunity to drink with him.

After all, this is his first year officially taking control of the Zhou Group, so there's no harm in befriending him, only benefits.

The culture of drinking remains popular and enduring.

Zhou Yuncheng considered himself to have a decent alcohol tolerance, but after being forced to drink so many glasses of wine, he was starting to feel the effects.

Zhou's mother had been observing her son's movements. As soon as she saw that Zhou Yuncheng was getting drunk, she quietly walked over to Jiang Tian and said, "Yuncheng has drunk enough, and it's almost time to leave. Why don't you take him upstairs to rest for a bit?"

Jiang Tian nodded in agreement: "Okay."

Finding a moment of respite, Jiang Tian walked up to Zhou Yuncheng and whispered to him, "Auntie said to take you upstairs to rest for a bit; you've had too much to drink."

Zhou Yuncheng felt an innate sense of trust towards Jiang Tian, ​​and upon seeing her, he unconsciously nodded.

"good."

Jiang Tian gave the guests next to her an apologetic smile, then helped Zhou Yuncheng upstairs.

Many people are praising how good the relationship is between the two.

Zhou Yuncheng was indeed unsteady on his feet, and he was leaning on Jiang Tian for support. Jiang Tian gritted her teeth and opened a room, helping him inside.

Even though he was still somewhat conscious, Zhou Yuncheng was still unable to control his dazed state.

"You rest here for now, I still need to go downstairs."

Jiang Tian poured him a glass of water and gave him some instructions.

Seeing her about to leave, Zhou Yuncheng couldn't help but call out, "Jiang Tian..."

Jiang Tian turned around, somewhat puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"No matter what happens in the future, we'll always be good friends, right?"

Zhou Yuncheng had long been used to her presence.

However, even if the two of them became husband and wife, he still felt an indescribable awkwardness.

Wanting to preserve their friendship while also eliminating romantic love, Zhou Yuncheng posed this question.

Jiang Tian blinked and smiled at him: "As long as nothing particularly serious happens, I guess we'll be best friends for life."

Zhou Yuncheng was finally satisfied. He nodded and said, "That's good..."

Then, the effects of the alcohol took hold, and he fell asleep without realizing it.

Afraid that he had fallen asleep, Jiang Tian carefully closed the door and turned to leave.

At the corner, Duan Muqing instructed the girl: "This is a great opportunity for you. If you don't seize it, no one will pay off your father's gambling debts, and no one will help your mother get medical treatment. The eldest son of the Zhou family has plenty of money. As long as you can get close to him, you won't have to worry for the rest of your life."

A glint of ambition flashed in the eyes of the girl dressed in cheap, counterfeit designer clothes: "Don't worry, I will definitely do what you've entrusted to me."

Duan Muqing examined the girl's face, which resembled Shen Qingshu's, and nodded in satisfaction: "If nothing unexpected happens, you should be able to succeed."

"Remember what I said, you know how to pretend and what kind of pretense to make it."

"I see."