Night gradually fell.
The commercial street was even more bustling than usual.
The lights are colorful and dazzling.
The dazzling fireworks painted the sky brilliantly.
Slowly walk along the street into the depths of the alley.
This place is far less bustling than the main street.
Every household lit their lamps.
Bright red couplets were pasted on both sides of the door frame, and red lanterns on the eaves added a touch of festivity to the night.
A fragrant aroma wafted from each house from time to time.
The warm yellow light shone on the window, casting the shadows of the paper-cut window decorations onto the ground.
The once dark path was now illuminated by lanterns.
The alley was filled with laughter and cheerful voices.
Family members sit idly, the lamplight warm and inviting.
Everyone sat around the large round table, raising their glasses in a toast: "Happy New Year!"
...
Ning Yanshu held the beverage cup and secretly licked it with his tongue.
It has a cool, sweet taste that goes down your throat—it's so delicious!
Seeing this, Ning Wan couldn't help but remind her, "The drink is a bit cold, you can only have one cup at most. Don't drink too much."
"Oh dear, it's the New Year, so just let him drink!"
Ning You stepped in to smooth things over, and then tried a cup herself.
Seeing this, Ning Wan also pointed at the table without any politeness: "Sister, you too."
"Back then, one of you ended up in the hospital after eating barbecue, and the other had a premature birth after eating chives. I haven't even settled accounts with you yet."
Ning You felt a little intimidated, and her rebuttal sounded guilty: "Let bygones be bygones~"
Ning Wan remained silent.
Ning You silently put down her drink and said to Ning Yanshu beside her, "Mom is talking to you, did you hear me? You are only allowed to drink one cup."
Ning Yanshu reluctantly put down his cup.
She pouted and replied, "Little Book knows..."
Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.
Ning Wan sat to Ning Yanshu's left, and Ning You sat to his right.
Lu Chen then held Lu Anning close to her.
During the day, Zhao Jiajia was kept under Lu Chen's tight control because of her studies, and dared not misbehave.
Finally, evening arrived, and she moved her stool to Song Mengwan's side as she had hoped.
They were snuggling close together.
The table was laden with all sorts of delicious dishes.
The bright red hairy crabs glistening with oil, the fragrant steamed Australian lobster with vermicelli, the steaming abalone and pork rib soup, and the sweet and sour squirrel-shaped mandarin fish.
On the hot pot in the center of the table, there was still a warm, delicious chicken soup.
A small fire was burning under the stove, and the soup in the pot was bubbling and boiling.
The aroma wafted upwards, a scent so enticing it made one's mouth water.
To cater to Grandma Chen's tastes, Ning Wan also prepared four-happiness meatballs and steamed turbot.
The old man didn't like to talk.
Wearing a brand-new, warm red cotton-padded coat, she sat quietly.
Watching the young people at the dinner table chatting and joking.
After Ning Yanshu finished eating, he accompanied Lu Anning back to her room to play.
Zhao Shuigen ate with great relish.
They didn't even have time to chat or talk.
In a battle for the last chicken leg, siblings Yi Yue and Jia Yi spilled their secrets: "You were the one who replaced our boss's God of Wealth with Ultraman!"
Jia Yi retorted, "You even secretly slipped an insulting meme into the company's tender documents that I kept at home!"
Lu Chen's face darkened.
Aman remained calm and composed.
He served Ning Wan a bowl of pork rib soup, removed the fish bones, and put it on a plate.
She still worriedly reminded him, "Wanwan, be careful not to burn your mouth...be careful of fish bones."
"What do you want to eat? Aman will get it for Wanwan."
They were incredibly attentive.
Seeing this, Xu Xiufeng was overjoyed.
"It's always our Aman who knows how to care for people."
"Hmm..." Aman lowered her head shyly and replied, "Aman feels sorry for Wanwan."
Upon seeing this, everyone burst into laughter again.
Ning Wan blushed as she was teased by a group of people.
I was just looking for an excuse to escape to the kitchen.
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang".
The wine glass slammed heavily onto the table.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
Song Mengwan had her head down and was practically slumped over the table.
Her shoulders were heaving, and she seemed to be having difficulty controlling her emotions.
Sitting next to her, Zhao Jiajia was a little worried.
He reached out to pat her shoulder.
The next second, Song Mengwan raised her head again, her face flushed and her eyes half-closed.
He looked completely drunk: "I've really had enough, I've had enough of this feeling."
"Why do you always have to make me so sad?" Her mouth seemed to still be full of alcohol, and her words were unclear: "I like you so much, yet I have to watch you be with someone else..."
"Do you know how cruel this is to me?"
The lively atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly fell silent.
Everyone put down their chopsticks.
Ning You's expression turned cold first.
She never expected that her friend, with whom she had gotten along fairly well during the day, would be kicked out of her house the very next second.
It seems quite cold outside.
I probably won't be able to get a taxi on New Year's Eve.
That's great!
Zhao Jiajia's face showed barely concealed worry.
She glanced at Song Mengwan beside her from time to time, and then at Ning Wan sitting opposite her.
Song Mengwan is her favorite idol and the person she admires the most.
For Zhao Jiajia, she was someone she could only look up to but never have.
But Sister Wanwan is also a very important person to her!
What if the two of them start arguing later?
Should she help Sister Wanwan, or should she help Sister Wanwan?
The most surprised person was Yi Yue.
Her eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.
Having worked under Shen Fu for so long, how come she had no idea that Song Mengwan liked her boss?
hiss……
What kind of taste does this guy have...?
...
The dinner table appeared calm on the surface.
But in reality, there is a hidden undercurrent of turmoil.
057 cheered, encouraging Song Mengwan: [Host is awesome! Host is super amazing! ~]
Song Mengwan smiled.
He was secretly pleased with himself.
A woman's three-tenths drunkenness can move you to tears...
...
Ning Wan remained calm, but inwardly she felt a surge of panic.
She slowly stood up.
Aman immediately grabbed her sleeve nervously and hugged her arm: "...Wanwan."
He was really scared.
I'm terrified of hearing those horrible things from Wanwan's mouth...
...
"Restoration!"
Suddenly, Song Mengwan shouted.
It startled everyone.
She picked up the wine glass on the table and took a big gulp, as if to bolster her courage.
Then he pointed at him and said, "I'm going to challenge you!"
"The bet is about when we can win Ning Wan's heart!!!"
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