Chapter Twenty-five: A Wine Ghost

Su Hengxuan saw that the corners of Han Yu's mouth were clearly rising, and he was even more annoyed. How could his stance be so fickle? Earlier, he kept calling him "that Han family kid," and now he's suddenly a "good son-in-law." He picked up the wine pot and said, "Mother is right. As my sister's husband has come to visit, I should indeed accompany you to drink a few more glasses. Today, we won't return until we're drunk!"

Determined to get Han Yu drunk, Han Yu was not someone to back down. He immediately responded, "Alright, we won't return until we're drunk!"

At this moment, Su Wenyue was too distracted to care about them. She salivated over the aroma of the meals and the wine from the pot. The family's chef's cooking was beyond reproach, and the wine, brewed with a secret recipe unique to the Su family, was certainly many years aged in the old cellar and brought out to entertain the son-in-law. When tasted, it was sweet, mellow, and smooth, leaving an aftertaste to savor.