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"Alright . " Yan Rusheng's eyes gleamed with a sly expression as he looked at the grandfather and granddaughter combo bantering with each other . He strode towards the Old Master and pulled a chair for him . "My tolerance for alcohol is much better than Jiang Zhuoheng . "
After that, he looked at Xuxu and said, "Since it is Christmas, let me have just a glass with grandfather . "
Xuxu was firm . "No way . Not even a glass . "
After having said that, she gave Yan Rusheng a stern look of warning .
He hasn't even served his punishment by kneeling, and he still dared to disobey a second time .
The look in her eyes seemed to tell Yan Rusheng, "Don't you want to savor me?"
However, Yan Rusheng felt that his concern would please Grandfather first . He deliberated for a moment before smiling and said, "If I have a drink too much, then I'll just stay over for the night . "
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Grandfather immediately nodded his head in agreement . "Precisely, both of you can return to her apartment . "
Xuxu looked at the elderly man with a look of disdain . Didn't he disapprove of this fellow? How could he forgo his principles for alcohol?
"You can only drink a little . " Xuxu finally relented and put down the bottle of wine .
She fully knew that grandfather wasn't an alcoholic . If he was one, he would drink daily when she's not at his place, and Qi Lei wouldn't be able to stop him .
He was just overjoyed to see her .
Yan Rusheng twisted open the wine cap and poured a glass for his grandfather . Xuxu, on the other hand, stood looking at them from the side . They drank glass after glass, and when the wine bottle was already half empty, Xuxu shouted for them to stop .
But with drinking, it's difficult to stop once it's started .
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It's inevitable that he would drink excessively, especially when he wanted to prove to the Old Master that he could hold his liquor better than Jiang Zhuoheng .
At the end of the dinner, the Old Master's wine cabinet was empty, and Young Master Yan collapsed .
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Yan Rusheng didn't know how long he had slept . When he slowly opened his eyes, it was pitch-dark .
His head was throbbing!
He knocked his forehead lightly with his hand and massaged his temples .
"What's that smell?" Yan Rusheng took a sniff and detected a strong herbal smell looming in the air . Where was he?
He regained his senses and suddenly sat up . His peach blossom-shaped eyes surveyed the unfamiliar room .
Through the gaps between the curtains, he noticed that the sky outside was still slightly dark .
Yan Rusheng was trying to recall what had happened last night when an old man's voice sounded in his ears . "Third Yan, I didn't expect a young chap like you to wake up before me . "
Following that, a figure rose beside him . "Youngsters must wake up early and should not be lazy . "
Young Master Yan froze in shock!
Was he still in his grandfather's clinic? And did he share a bed with this old fellow the entire night?
No wonder there was a stench of Chinese herbs .
"Third Yan, get up quickly and come with me for exercise downstairs . "
While Yan Rusheng couldn't accept that he had shared the same bed with the Old Master, he had already changed into his exercise clothing and got off the bed .
A brief period had passed before Yan Rusheng spoke . "Ok, got it . "
He slowly got off the bed and wore the clothes he had on the day before . Although it wasn't soiled in any way, he considered it a dirty piece of clothing if it was worn and not cleaned .
He scanned through the bed he had slept on . A dark gray bed sheet and quilt covered it . The position that he had slept was awkward .
After that, he surveyed that entire room—it wasn't considered big . Even though the furniture in the room had an antique vibe to it, they were neatly arranged . The room was also spick and span .