Jiang Lin poured another glass for Bai Ye, and finally poured one for himself.
After listening to Bai Pu's words, he smiled and said, "That won't do. Toasting requires sincerity. You rely on little uncle's care in the company…"
The last two words seemed to be emphasized, and he raised his glass, "Let me propose a toast first, it couldn't be more appropriate. Here's to my dear uncle, bottoms up."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Pu anxiously grabbed his hand, but couldn't stop his action as he downed the entire glass without leaving a drop.
Bai Ye hummed beside him, "My drink was also poured, and I haven't even eaten anything to line my stomach. Why hasn't anyone shown concern for my stomachache?"
Bai Pu glared at him and said, "Why don't you find a girlfriend? Then someone will care for you and take care of you, right?"