"Xue Ziqi? How could two people who are so different from each other be related to each other? Moreover, they are rivals in love! Women are such amazing creatures." Chizhou sighed while shaking his head.
He Tingyan opened the report brought by Zhuang Yi, paused slightly, turned his head to look at him and said, "What love rival? I have nothing to do with them."
“…But I don’t think they think so.”
"That has nothing to do with me. I'm already taken." He Tingyan raised his eyebrows and said slowly.
“…”
Chizhou's temples were throbbing.
"Brother Zhuang, He Er is showing off again, aren't you going to do anything about it?"
Zhuang Yi took a big gulp of red wine and said coldly: "Show your affection and you'll die quickly!"
After saying that, he picked up the bottle of red wine and took a few more gulps. Then, with his drunken eyes, he pointed at He Tingyan, nodded, and burped, saying, "Brother, don't blame me for not reminding you, women... women are all bad! No, not a single one is good..."
Holding the bottle tightly, Zhuang Yi once again entered his own world.
"Why Yingying?"
He muttered to himself into the bottle.
"Why, um... am I not good enough for you?" He shook the bottle vigorously and continued, "I worked hard for a month to buy the skirt you liked, but you ran off with someone else without even saying a word..."
He Tingyan: "..."
Chizhou: “…”
"Here it comes again." Chizhou rubbed his forehead helplessly.
So many years have passed, haven’t you forgotten it?
As soon as he gets drunk and mentions that woman, Zhuang Yi, who usually refuses to say a word, will become even more talkative than him!
Just like Tang Monk chanting scriptures, the same question "why" keeps repeating over and over again.
By the way, if I remember correctly, today seems to be the anniversary of his breakup with that woman.
I still remember that last year, I was almost driven to collapse by this drunken and dreaming man.
"What should we do, He Er?" Chizhou hurriedly looked for help from people around him.
He doesn't want to go through the same miserable experience as last year again!
He Tingyan glanced at the man who was holding the bottle tightly, as if he was used to it. "I'm glad you're awake."
"He drank a whole bottle of red wine. He must have been drunk for at least a day and a night!"
"Isn't that great? You have someone to talk to."
Chatterbox Su: "..."
He Tingyan stopped paying attention to his childhood friend and looked down at Mr. He's latest physical examination report.
At this moment, a slightly artificial female voice sounded.
It’s Xue Ziqi.
Holding the microphone, she smiled and said in the direction where Grandpa He was sitting, "Grandpa He, I heard that you held a solo concert at the age of 8. You are a musical prodigy that everyone praises. If it weren't for the times, you would have been an internationally renowned piano master long ago!"
"It's not as magical as everyone says. I'm just playing it for fun." Mr. He smiled and waved his hands.
"Grandpa He, you're too modest. Even if you were playing for fun, we'd be far behind. I recently learned a new song. What do you think about listening to it?"
"You really don't know your place. With your skills, you dare to show off in front of your Grandpa He?" Xue Pan fiddled with the gaiwan teasing in his hand and teased his granddaughter.
"grandfather……"
Xue Ziqi pouted and acted coquettishly, her voice drawn out in a delicate voice.
"You can't say that, Old Xue. The younger generation pushes the older generation forward. Don't underestimate these kids these days." Old Master He looked at the people on the stage and said with a chuckle, "Alright, Ziqi, ignore your grandfather and just play."
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