Although there were only a few bottles in the wine cart, the price of each was not low, adding up to nearly a million.

Did you think it's just like drinks?

"Madam, once this wine is opened, it's not refundable... Are you sure?" the maid asked cautiously.

Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't ask such a question, because her status didn't allow it. Moreover, she earns a considerable commission for every bottle of wine opened, so why would she act so foolishly usually?

But opening so many at once, what if they default on payment? In the end, it would definitely be trouble for herself.

"Yes, I'm sure. Don't worry, we can afford this little bit of money," Yan Xinrou said with a smile.

"Alright then, madam."

The maid used the corkscrew to pop the cork, with a 'pop' sound, the aroma of the wine spread out.

Old Liou held a wine glass anxiously and asked, "Wife, can I have a glass...?"

"No!" Yan Xinrou refused without thinking.

By this time, the waiter had already opened the third bottle of wine and placed it on the table.

"You can have a little, but you need to take medicine when we get back," Lin Tian said with a smile.

"Lin Tian, this is no joking matter, your dad is ill!" Yan Xinrou said urgently.

Old Liou had black lines across his forehead. It wasn't wrong, but why did it sound so awkward?

"Don't worry, I almost understand his condition. A little drink won't be a big problem," Lin Tian replied.

"Alright then..." Yan Xinrou still looked at Old Liou with some concern, "But only one glass max."

"Haha, alright."

After speaking, Liou Zhengming gave Lin Tian an appreciative glance; without Lin Tian, he might not have been able to drink even a drop.

Soon, nine bottles of wine were spread out on the table, all undoubtedly exquisitely expensive wines.

Poured himself a glass of XO, Old Liou could only sip slowly since this would definitely be the only glass he could have.

At this time, a group of people entered the private room, led by Qiao Jiang.

"Uncle, Aunt, Qingcheng, you've been here for quite a while, haha, sorry I'm late," Qiao Jiang said with a hearty laugh.

The nosebleed on his face had been wiped clean, but the bruise on his left cheek couldn't disappear in a short time.

"Since you're late, isn't there a penalty of drinking?" Yan Xinrou said with a smile.

"Aunt is right, there should be a penalty. Waiter! Bring the dishes!"

After speaking, Qiao Jiang sat next to Old Liou, and when he saw the nine bottles of opened wine on the table, his face turned liver-like red.

"This...this...why is there so much wine?"

Qiao Jiang started to stammer out of nervousness.

He originally estimated this meal to be at most tens of thousands, but with so much wine opened, it wasn't the same deal!

He picked up a bottle and examined it carefully, "A...over twenty years of vintage?"

He turned his head to a maid, "How much is this bottle of wine?"

"A hundred and thirty-eight thousand."

"Then why open so many bottles?" Qiao Jiang's tone grew anxious as he spoke.

"It was...the madam who said to open them."

"Uh...Aunt, can you actually finish that much?"

Qiao Jiang wanted to get angry, but when facing Yan Xinrou, his anger instantly vanished.

If he dared to get angry at her, he might even get wiped out himself.

"What do you mean by can't finish, look at your group of friends, why not open more bottles? Being stingy over a mere million," Yan Xinrou said with indifference.

"..."

Qiao Jiang was about to break down. A mere million was not much to Yan Xinrou, but to him, it was absolutely a lot. Although he was born into a wealthy family, his spending money was strictly controlled, and if he wanted to spend more, he'd have to earn it himself, which wasn't easy.

The efficiency of Celestial Dragon Hotel was swift; just after instructing to bring the dishes, the dishes were brought out one after the other.

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Jiang tried to calm himself down, then poured himself a glass of wine and downed it in one go.

That one gulp cost him thousands, and Qiao Jiang drank with a heavy heart.

"Uncle, I toast to you," Qiao Jiang stood up. "I'll drink it all, and you as you please."

"Alright." Old Liou took another sip with a look of enjoyment.

Next, Qiao Jiang toasted Yan Xinrou and Liou Qingcheng as well.

"Sister Qingcheng, if you need any help in the future, just come to your brother, I'll help without hesitation." While speaking, Qiao Jiang finished his glass of wine.

"Lin Tian."

These two words came out as if squeezed through Qiao Jiang's teeth, sounding a bit jarring.

"I know, you want to toast, right?" Lin Tian said with a smile.

"Exactly, it's our first meeting today, and I truly admire your skills. As they say, 'a thousand glasses aren't enough for truly kindred spirits,' we should at least drink three glasses, right?" Qiao Jiang said with a smile on his lips.

"Three glasses... might be too much, I can't drink much, and I'll get drunk easily," Lin Tian said somewhat awkwardly.

Seeing this, Qiao Jiang laughed even more, "It's fine, if you get drunk later, I'll have someone send you back. I admire you so much, it's not right for you not to drink, is it?"

Lin Tian reluctantly stood up, "Alright, just three glasses then."

"Haha, Brother Lin Tian, you're forthright," Qiao Jiang laughed and then downed his drink first.

Lin Tian copied him and started drinking, but he looked as if he were in pain, his whole face wrinkled like a bitter gourd.

Qiao Jiang grinned, thinking 'trying to challenge me, watch as I don't play you to death today.'

Suddenly, Liou Qingcheng stood up, wanting to grab Lin Tian's wine glass with a bold spirit, but couldn't even touch it.

Liou Qingcheng got anxious, "I'll help you drink!"

At this moment, Qiao Jiang's friends all started making teasing noises.

"It's fine, I'm okay," Lin Tian said, swaying slightly, while winking at Liou Qingcheng.

Smart Liou Qingcheng immediately understood, realizing that this rascal was playing possum again.

Old Liou couldn't stand it; he was about to speak when he saw his daughter shaking her head and smiling playfully. Instantly, Old Liou and Yan Xinrou were confused, watching as the two of them downed one glass after another.

After three glasses, Lin Tian used Spiritual Qi to make his cheeks flush red, just like someone who was drunk.

"Exciting!" Lin Tian said with a thick tongue, his hands leaning on the table, his body swaying.

"Brother, can't you handle this?" Qiao Jiang felt a bit disappointed; how could he get drunk like this?

Lin Tian slammed the table and shouted like a drunk madman, "A man should never say no! It's just a few glasses, let's keep drinking! This time I toast to you! Another three glasses!"

Qiao Jiang burst into laughter, "No problem, I'll join you for another three glasses then."

Lin Tian staggered and picked up a wine bottle, but found it empty.

"Oh~ out of wine?" He placed the empty bottle on the table and yelled, "Waiter, open ten more bottles of XO, fifty years old ones!"

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