Yi Mu acted as if nothing had happened, raising his hand to wipe the drool from the corner of his mouth, displaying a rather ruthless and heartless demeanor.
The second brother's gaze towards Yi Mu burned even hotter. He liked slightly flirtatious little things, and Yi Mu was just right for him.
Yi Mu sat down again, ignoring Yi Ganlu, who seemed to have a nail under his butt and was fidgeting around, and twirled the bottle in his hand.
This time, the bottle was pointed at Yi Mu, who looked around at everyone and still smiled harmlessly.
"Since it's a grand adventure, it'll be more fun if we play something exciting. Let's try a new game."
The eldest brother admired his decisiveness and willingness to go all out, and readily agreed, "You tell me how to play."
Yi Mu took out his phone, placed it on the table, and opened his contacts.
He raised his eyes, looked at the group of people, and began to weave a net step by step.
"Let's play a dialing game. Close your eyes, randomly dial a number, and chat for one minute without lying."
The eldest brother became interested: "What if I call my wife and she asks me where I am and who I'm with? Do I have to tell her the truth?"
He was so aroused by the way the two young people were kissing so passionately that he couldn't resist calling over a few of the women he usually hung out with.
His wife's family has some influence and they control him very strictly. If she finds out he's with another woman, they'll make him suffer terribly.
Yi Mu shrugged, displaying an air of indifference and recklessness fueled by alcohol.
“My mom doesn’t know I’m out having fun and I’ve been drinking. If I’m unlucky and she calls my mom, I’ll just tell her the truth. At worst, I’ll get a beating.”
They're not afraid of a little kid, so what are these adults afraid of?
Without further ado, Yi Mu first assigned the person sitting next to him to the game.
The person drew a name that belonged to one of their childhood friends, and dealt with it easily.
Then it was Iganlu's turn to be king, and without hesitation, he chose the second son.
The second son closed his eyes and randomly dialed a number.
A delicate male voice came from the other end. He didn't sound young, but his voice was so affected and affected that it made people's scalps tingle.
"Hey, Yang, what do you want?"
Everyone else looked pale and sickly, but the second brother was enjoying himself by crossing his legs.
"Honey, what are you doing?"
"I'm getting a facial with my girlfriends, hmm~ be gentle~"
The first half of this statement is fine, but the second half is misleading.
The second son's face immediately darkened, and he cursed, "You slut."
"Who the hell are you flirting with behind my back?"
The person on the other end jumped in surprise, their voice becoming even more indistinct: "No, no, Brother Yang, I, ah, it's so deep~"
Now everyone knows that the second son was cheated on.
The second son smashed his phone and left without saying a word.
Yi Mu's smile faded slightly. What a pity, he got away.
This little incident made everyone laugh for a while, and the game continued.
Yi Mu indeed pressed his mother's phone, but after the call connected, Yi Ganlu opened his eyes upon hearing the obviously aged voice on the other end.
The three girls at the next table were gone.
They hid in the shadows, directing a stall owner in her fifties wearing an apron to ask her routine questions as instructed by them.
The mother of the sheep is quite open-minded and doesn't mind her son playing outside too much, telling him to come home early.
Yi Mu hung up the phone and started spinning the bottle again.
This time he controlled his strength, making sure the bottle opening was aimed directly at Igan Road.
Yiganlu's anger hadn't subsided. Now that the second brother had left, he naturally targeted the eldest brother.
"Then please make the call, brother."
My older brother isn't one to back down from a fight, and he doesn't want to argue with a kid like him.
I picked up my phone, placed it on the table, and just as I tapped it, the phone ran out of battery and shut down automatically.
The eldest brother, humiliated, threw his phone into the soup bowl on the table and cursed, "What a fucking spoilsport!"
Yi Mu was one step ahead of everyone else, handing over his phone.
"My phone had power, so my brother pressed the button for me."
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