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Chapter 95 This kind of person is "very capable"

Song Changgui immediately nodded in agreement, "Of course, you tell everyone to stand in line, and I'll take the picture for you."

Ji Sisi turned around and waved to everyone, signaling them to come out quickly.

As soon as everyone heard that they could take photos, they rushed out, and coincidentally, no one tried to grab a spot in the middle.

A large group of people surrounded Ji Sisi and Qi Yan in the middle of the crowd.

With a click of the camera, the beautiful scene was captured.

After taking the photos, the others returned to the cafeteria.

While they had a camera to record the moment, Ji Si wanted to take more pictures with Qi Yan to make up for the regret of not having wedding photos.

With friends around, we took more photos to remember the occasion.

Next time I go to the city, I'll buy more film for Song Changgui as a way of thanking him for being a photographer.

"Master, why should we follow them when they're taking pictures?"

Chen Chen had a gloomy face, and a strong sense of defeat enveloped him after seeing Qi Yan.

He did indeed deliberately leak the news that Ji Sisi was getting married. His master liked her so much, he would definitely care.

Unexpectedly, when my mentor went to have dinner with Director Ji, they talked about Ji Sisi, and I learned that Director Ji was also going to her wedding banquet.

Just as he had expected, his master insisted on coming.

He only came to see what Ji Sisi's criteria for choosing a partner would be.

He even wondered if he would still have a chance if the other person was not as good as him.
But just now, when Qi Yan stood in the center of the crowd, it became clear who the main character was.

Qi Yan stood among the men, making the others appear dull and insignificant in comparison.

"Come on, look at the camera!"

Chen Chen looked in the direction of the sound and saw Ji Sisi nestled in Qi Yan's arms, looking up at the man with tender eyes and a sweet expression on her face.

This was a look Chen Chen had never seen before, and a bittersweet, complex emotion welled up inside him.
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Anyone with a bit of education can immediately recognize that the vehicles parked in the courtyard are all company cars.

"Those don't look like Director Qi's friends either, but isn't Sisi from Jianghai?"

"Who knows? But Sisi is so lucky. She's already submitted her marriage application, and Director Qi still takes it so seriously. I heard that the wedding dress she's wearing was specially brought from the capital!"

Zhang Shufang looked around, as if searching for someone.

"That's strange, Zhang Qianjin is here, but why isn't Chaotianjiao here?"

The others weren't surprised either. "How dare she come? If I were her, I would have stayed home quietly today."

"I don't know her. I saw her walking out early this morning, but I don't know where she was going."

No one was curious about Wang Cuicui's whereabouts.

After taking the photos, it was time to serve the food.

When they had almost finished eating, Ji Sisi and Qi Yan took turns toasting, going from left to right.

Soon we reached the last table, which was the table of acquaintances.

Zhang Zhifeng and Sheng Huai had been waiting for this day to get their revenge.

"We're all brothers, drink this. It's a good brother who brought it all the way from the capital for you."

Zhang Zhifeng took out a bottle of Red Star Erguotou from under the table.

Qi Yan looked at the label and his eyes darkened. Before he even drank it, his stomach started to ache.

This kid, he really still remembers the grudge from the wedding.

Zhang Zhifeng stood up, snatched the small cup from Qi Yan's hand, and poured the wine into his own cup.

He unscrewed the bottle cap again, took a new cup, and poured Qi Yan a full cup.

"Everything I want to say is in this drink. If you're a brother, drink it!"

Qi Yan: "..."

As soon as Zhang Zhifeng finished speaking, he picked up his wine glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all. He frowned and then relaxed. "Your wine is good."

Indeed, it smells like wine, but tastes like water. Ji Sisi knew that Qi Yan's wine was diluted with water.

She didn't know Qi Yan's alcohol tolerance, but seeing Zhang Zhifeng's determined attitude of getting her drunk, she was a little worried.

Qi Yan looked at the glass and said calmly, "I make a living with my brain. This wine is too strong and will stimulate my brain cells. I can't drink it."

After speaking, Qi Yan looked at Director Fu.

Upon receiving the signal, Director Fu immediately stood up and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Yes, Xiao Zhang, this liquor is too strong. I'll drink with you!"

Zhang Zhifeng never expected Qi Yan to give such an absurd reason, and he was even more surprised that Qi Yan would dare to call on a leader to drink on his behalf.

He was drunk before he even drank the wine?

Director Fu had already taken the wine glass; the smell of the wine triggered his craving.

He hadn't had a truly authentic sip of this for years, and today he finally got the chance to have one.

Zhang Zhifeng gritted his teeth and squeezed out, "In all my life, I've never heard of anyone getting brain damage from drinking Erguotou..."

“There are always exceptions.” Qi Yan turned around, took a new wine glass from the tray, poured the wine, and then picked up Erguotou to fill Zhang Zhifeng’s glass. “Director Fu and I, on behalf of our institute, would like to toast you to thank you for coming all this way to attend my wedding.”

With just one sentence, Zhang Zhifeng was put on the hot seat.

Zhang Zhifeng cast a pleading look at Sheng Huai, who silently turned his head away.

Traitor! I promised to drink Qi Yan under the table today.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zhang Zhifeng had no choice but to grit his teeth and drink the liquor. The strong liquor went down his throat and burned straight to the top of his head, almost killing him.

After the toasts were finished, Qi Yan took his seat.

Zhang Zhifeng sat next to Qi Yan and lowered his voice, saying, "Those who harm others will ultimately harm themselves."

Zhang Zhifeng simply couldn't stand his arrogance.

"Aunt Shen..."

Qi Yan threatened, "Shut up. Food isn't enough to shut you up. Do you want to have a few more drinks?"

Zhang Zhifeng: "..."
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When Qi Yan finished boiling the water and came out, Ji Sisi was already asleep on the sofa, breathing evenly and sleeping peacefully.

Her hair was loose and spread out on the sofa. The woman's delicate nose was pert and upturned, and her thick, curled eyelashes looked like eyeliner. Her fair skin had a light pink tinge.

Qi Yan walked quietly to her, squatted down, and smelled a fragrance on the woman, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol.

She didn't drink much at noon today, but since everyone in the evening was a familiar face, she inevitably drank a couple more glasses.

Qi Yan was also surprised that she had such a low alcohol tolerance.

"Sisi, get up and take a shower first, then go to sleep."

Hearing someone call her, Ji Sisi opened her eyes a crack and murmured softly, "Hmm?"

That sound was like a kitten's paw scratching at his heart, a tingling, numb sensation.

Seeing that she was awake, Qi Yan was afraid that she would fall asleep again, so he raised the volume. He put his big hand on her waist and applied a little force, forcing Ji Sisi to sit up.

Ji Sisi was sent to take a shower without really understanding what was going on.

As soon as she poured a ladle of hot water over herself, Ji Sisi's pores opened instantly, and she suddenly realized something and snapped back to reality.

Is it tonight...?

She fell asleep on the sofa just now. Could Qi Yan have thought she was faking it and trying to escape?
She forced herself to remain calm as she finished showering and obediently lay down on the bed.

Stay calm. Although she lacked practical experience in her past life, she had learned a lot of theory...

When Qi Yan saw her come out, he took his clothes and went into the restroom.

Ji Sisi lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), covered with a thin quilt. The tin fan creaked and whirred, bringing a cool breeze, while the rushing water from the toilet made her mind a mess.

She suddenly felt a surge of heat, looked up, and met Qi Yan's eyes.

He hadn't dried himself off, and under the light, the water droplets glistened. His arm muscles were firm and toned, his vest clung tightly to his body, and there wasn't an ounce of fat around his waist. The veins on the back of his hands were also faintly visible.

According to the theoretical knowledge that Ji Sisi had read, such a person is "very capable".

I'll update early today~
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