Selling Pigs is Better than Studying

After another three glasses of wine, Lu Benwei felt a little dizzy and could not stand still.

Zhang Minghua laughed in a teasing manner.

"Lu Benwei, you really have a good tolerance for alcohol. You drank half a carton in a row, right?" Zhang Minghua complimented on purpose.

"Enough!" Fan Peng and Yang Xiaofei said at the same time.

"Zhang Minghua, that's enough. It's fine as long as you've expressed your intentions." Yang Xiaofei's heart ached as she tried to persuade Zhang Minghua.

On the side, Fan Peng put his hand on Lu Benwei's shoulder and said, "Lu Benwei, that's enough. If you can't drink it, don't drink it."

Lu Benwei's lips curved up slightly and he patted Fan Peng's hand.

Seeing Yang Xiaofei speak up for Lu Benwei, Zhang Minghua felt sour and angry.

"Xiaofei, it's not easy for you to come back. Lu Benwei and I are happy!" Zhang Minghua said as he patted Lu Benwei's shoulder.