Sharing Dreams with My Bestie’s Cousin
Chapter 171 - 171 Strive towards him

Chapter 171: Strive towards him Chapter 171: Strive towards him Wen Zhi argued back, “A full cup represents full sincerity.”

Shang Hexing said, “Grandpa is famously unyielding, don’t make it hard on yourself, pour some out.”

Wen Zhi’s eyes sparkled brightly, not showing a hint of tipsiness, and even her voice sounded charming, “Just because you can’t drink doesn’t mean I can’t. Don’t underestimate me.”

Shang Hexing laughed in exasperation, “Are you serious?”

Wen Zhi nodded.

Shang Hexing withdrew his hand, “Okay, go ahead.”

Wen Zhi said she would go and she did, walking up to Grandpa Han with the cup of liquor in her hand.

When Grandpa Han arrived earlier, his dislike for Wen Zhi was all too apparent.

At this moment, Wen Zhi offering a toast to Grandpa Han was clearly like putting her head against the muzzle of a gun. Some guests at other tables, eager for a spectacle, were even more curious to see what extremes Wen Zhi would go to in order to win Grandpa Han’s favor and marry into the Shang family.

Grandpa Han flicked his eyelid at Wen Zhi and didn’t care to pay her any attention.

Wen Zhi stood next to Grandpa Han and after some thought, addressed him, “Senior officer.”

Grandpa Han did not give Wen Zhi a pleasant look, nor did he speak.

Wen Zhi stretched out her arm, raising the cup towards Grandpa Han, “Senior officer, actually, I have a lot of heartfelt words I want to share with you.”

Grandpa Han was startled by Wen Zhi’s sudden gesture.

Wen Zhi continued, “I also know that no matter what I say, you won’t care to listen, so it’s better not to say it. I’ll drink first as a sign of respect.”

Having said that, Wen Zhi downed the cup of liquor in one go.

This bold and refreshing act startled Grandpa Han, and he pondered inwardly, weren’t they saying that the girl Hexing fancied was a delicate dame, fragile as if swaying in the wind?

Is this called fragile?

Wen Zhi put down the cup, “Senior officer, look, I’ve finished it.”

Grandpa Han glanced at her, and indeed, she had downed it completely, but still, he didn’t look pleased, “This liquor is strong. If you can’t handle it, don’t overdo it. If something happens, they’ll blame this old man for being harsh.”

After saying this, he glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the person sitting opposite.

And sitting opposite was Shang Hexing. His lips curled into a barely noticeable smile, quietly watching Wen Zhi and his Grandpa ‘spar’ without interjecting.

Wen Zhi said, “You can rest assured, I can hold my liquor well. I can even drink ten more cups.”

Grandpa Han raised his eyebrow.

Across the table, Shang Hexing’s brow twitched, sensing a bad premonition.

Just then, Wen Zhi casually grabbed the bottle of liquor in front of Grandpa Han, “Let me try it.”

Grandpa Han’s mouth twitched, “Try?”

Shang Hexing was about to stand up to stop her.

But Grandpa Han was quicker, reaching out to hold down the bottle, “That won’t do.”

Wen Zhi suddenly realized something and immediately said, “I’m sorry, Senior officer, that was impolite of me.”

Grandpa Han scoffed, “Hmph, you even realize you were being impolite.”

Wen Zhi said softly, “I know you don’t like me. Whatever I do seems impolite.”

Grandpa Han harrumphed heavily, “Good that you know.”

The young lady was quite tactful, showing some self-awareness.

It seemed that handling her in the future would be less worrisome.

It’s just that this young lady doesn’t seem too clever. If she’s ever dismissed, they’ll probably have to arrange a good place for her; otherwise, with her naivety, she’d be easily deceived.

Wen Zhi had already returned to sit beside Shang Hexing, and she quietly asked him, “Did I do well just now?”

Shang Hexing nodded.

Wen Zhi dared not act spoiled, so she simply poked him with her hand, “Really good?”

That poke, poking right into Shang Hexing’s tender heart, made it soft as if melting. He casually clasped her hand, “Wen Zhi, I can feel that you’re really facing our relationship seriously.”

Wen Zhi pursed her lips and remained silent.

She had drunk two cups of liquor, the smell subtly masked by her perfume, creating an enticing scent that made Shang Hexing almost want to kiss her right then.

He held back, his fingertips gently tracing her hand, “Grandpa is a very important relative to me, and your willingness to approach him shows you’re also trying to move towards me.”

After saying this, he asked her, “Wen Zhi, may I understand it this way?”