"Ah Yan~ We'll sleep at the old house tonight. Just a little bit more, it's okay." Shen Bei'an stretched out her hand, made a "one" sign, and pouted, acting coquettishly towards Gu Nan'an.

With such an adorable expression made by Tianci Jueyan, even the Shen family members couldn't help but speak up.

And indeed, it's true that one might mistakenly believe the water's alcohol content is low and that one shouldn't get drunk.

"Auntie, the alcohol content of the wrongly identified water is indeed not high, and Uncle has only drunk a small amount." Chen Juanchi stared longingly at the wrongly identified water.

Although he also wanted to drink, it wasn't impossible for him to have a drink if his uncle wanted to.

The entire Shen family adhered to proper etiquette, except for Shen Beian.

He is different.

"Nan Yan, why don't you stay at the old house tonight?" Old Madam Shen suggested. "You've been busy outside for a long time, and An'er hasn't been back for quite a while either. What's wrong with staying at the old house for one night?"

Ultimately, it was her youngest son who wanted to drink it, and the water she mistakenly thought was not very strong.

Usually, when we come back for a gathering, we stay at the old house for one night and have breakfast the next morning before leaving.

However, because Gu Nanyan was always very busy, sometimes only Shen Bei'an was there. Naturally, Shen Bei'an slept in the old house and usually couldn't get breakfast.

Shen Beian agreed wholeheartedly. If they really stayed at the old house tonight, they probably wouldn't have to confess.

Anyway, let's delay this as long as possible.

"Right! Anyway, I'm planning to stay at the old house tonight. If you want to go back, you can go back by yourself." Shen Bei'an almost forgot that the original owner of this body wasn't supposed to be a lazy bum, but a drama queen!

"Uncle Zhao, I remember the old man got some Fenjiu last time, right? You can take some out, and prepare some snacks to go with it." He looked up and said, completely ignoring Gu Nanyan.

Grandpa Shen: ?

"You brat! What nonsense are you spouting!" A black piece was thrown at him. "I've been storing my Fenjiu liquor for years, and you're already drooling over it!"

Gu Nanyan reached up and steadily took the black chess piece into his palm. Shen Beian snorted, "It's just apricot blossom wine. I'll brew you a few jars when I have time. Why are you so stingy, old man?"

“An’er, you have no idea how long your father has been saving that. I’ve been digging it up since you were a child and thinking about it ever since.” Shen Beizong shook his head, his broad face showing a hint of doting affection.

Shen Beian said nonchalantly, "Well, your daughter-in-law doesn't want me to drink the wrong water, so I can change it, right?" As he spoke, he looked at Gu Nanyan provocatively.

Gu Nanyan's face only wore a helpless smile, his deep phoenix eyes as calm as a lake, filled only with doting affection.

Fenjiu's alcohol content isn't actually that high, but it's still higher than that of cuorenshui (a type of Chinese liquor).

“Nan Yan, why don’t you stay at the old house tonight?” Lopelan suggested. Her husband, Shen Beizong, was in politics, while Lopelan was a jeweler; both of them were quite busy.

Everyone else was pretty much the same, each with their own things to do.

Mondays are especially busy, almost always the busiest time of the week, but I usually stay overnight at the Shen family's old house and get up a little earlier on Mondays.

This does not include Shen Bei'an, of course.

Shen Beian ignored Gu Nanyan, saying, "Sister-in-law, you don't need to worry about her. She's busy to death every day. I don't know if she'll be flying to Europe or Australia tomorrow." Her tone was arrogant and full of complaints.

For a moment, the younger generation dared not speak.

"An'er! How can you talk like that!" Shen Beirong happened to be next to Shen Bei'an and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

They all knew that his younger brother was spoiled. At home, his parents and siblings could indulge him, but Nan Yan was his wife. What kind of young man in his mid-twenties would act like this in front of his wife?