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Ji Zhiyao was very helpless, darting a glance at the drunken Yang Bing, thinking that he might not be able to get himself drunk, and it seems like he had no choice but to drink in this situation too. Hence he picked up the bottle opener, nimbly opening a bottle of beer for himself, clinking it with Yang Bing's bottle. "Fine, I'll drink with you."

Yang Bing had even ordered food earlier, with quite a lot of it still left on the table. Ji Zhiyao planned to eat while drinking, this way his stomach wouldn't be too uncomfortable.

But Yang Bing was a talkaholic and each time he finished a sentence he would drag Ji Zhiyao to take a sip. Ji Zhiyao was in agony.

"I know at the start Xing Chuxue was interested in you, when you came to urge, I even felt especially humiliated and didn't want to talk to you. Now that I think about it, I was simply a fool. Come, Old Ji, cheers to brothers!