A sophomore in college starts by getting a marriage certificate with a female CEO.

Lu Yang glanced at Li Xixue.

Her face was already flushed, but she still maintained a serious expression.

"If you don't slap me, I'll get angry."

Li Xixue pouted and tugged at his sleeve.

Helpless, Lu Yang could only raise his hand and gently fan her twice in her direction.

Li Xixue narrowed her eyes and hummed in agreement, as if she felt a little better.

The eyes of the people at the table drifted over again.

Zhou Qiming held his wine glass, watching this scene unfold.

At this moment, he felt nothing but envy, jealousy, and hatred.

His female companion pursed her lips and couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"

Zhou Qiming snapped out of his daze and cleared his throat: "I didn't see anything."

Fang Zhiyuan pushed up his glasses, looked away, and pretended to chat with President Sun next to him about everyday matters.

Lu Yang fanned himself a few times and put the menu down.

"alright."

Li Xixue turned her head to look at him, her expression somewhat displeased.

"I want more."

"no."

"Hmph, stingy."

Li Xixue snorted.

She rested her elbows on the table, her chin on the back of her hand, and tilted her head to look at Lu Yang.

This pose fully exposed the lines of her neck, with the crescent pendant dangling above her collarbone.

To be honest, she actually looked rather cute when she was drunk compared to her usual self.

Lu Yang reached out and pushed the water glass in front of Li Xixue over.

"Drink water."

"don't want."

"Drinking it helped me sober up."

"I'm not drunk!"

When Li Xixue said this, she pouted, as if she was sulking with the air.

Lu Yang pushed the water glass towards her again.

Li Xixue stared at the water glass for two seconds, then reached out and pushed the glass back, showing great stubbornness.

"I won't drink it."

"Your face is so red."

"Born that way."

Lu Yang: "..."

Innate?

You're usually so fair you could glow, but now you're as red as an apple. You're telling me it's natural?

But he didn't say.

He knew that reasoning with a drunk person at this point was a complete waste of time.

Li Xixue tilted her head, rested her chin on the back of her hand, and squinted at Lu Yang.

Those eyes were misty and watery, completely different from their usual cold gaze.

Normally, Li Xixue looks down when she looks at people.

Now, when Li Xixue looks at people, she looks up.

And she also seemed a bit aggrieved.

"Give me back my wine."

Li Xixue spoke again.

"I won't pay it back."

"Why won't you pay it back?"

"Because I'm your husband, from now on, I have to control you."

"I...I didn't drink too much."

Li Xixue sat up straight, trying to appear more alert.

"Look, I'm perfectly lucid now."

That's what they say.

But when she sat up straight, her whole body tilted to the left.

She leaned her shoulder directly against Lu Yang.

Lu Yang gently touched her shoulder.

"You're sober as to be a fool."

Li Xixue looked up at him, her brows furrowing instantly.

"You insulted me?"

"no."

"You just used a bad word."

"...That's an adjective," Lu Yang said.

Li Xixue snorted and leaned her head on his shoulder.

It stopped moving.

Lu Yang looked down at her.

This woman usually walks with a confident stride when she's out.

Now look what's happened.

Like a cat that's drunk on milk.

Zhou Qiming watched this scene, forgetting to put down his chopsticks.

His female companion had long hair, heavy makeup, and wore an off-the-shoulder dress.

She looked at Li Xixue leaning on Lu Yang's shoulder, then glanced at Zhou Qiming.

Zhou Qiming's gaze hadn't left that area since the beginning of the session.

She felt uncomfortable at that moment.

Undeniably, Li Xixue is very beautiful, the kind of beauty that could topple kingdoms.

But so what?

At most, she could be considered a vixen.

She also picked up the glass of red wine on the table, tilted her head back and took a big gulp, then put the glass down and leaned towards Zhou Qiming.

"Brother Zhou... I'm hot too."

Her voice was drawn out, deliberately prolonging the last syllable.

Zhou Qiming turned around and looked at the female companion who had suddenly leaned closer.

"What are you doing?"

She wrapped her arms around Zhou Qiming's arm and nuzzled her head against his shoulder: "Slap me too, I want some too."

Zhou Qiming's expression changed instantly.

He had been watching Li Xixue's coquettish behavior for a long time, and now his girlfriend had suddenly pulled this stunt.

to be frank.

They are not the same thing.

They are completely different things.

Even though that woman was drunk and leaning on a man, her overall demeanor was still captivating and pleasing to the eye.

And my current state...

Well, how should I put it?

Zhou Qiming frowned slightly: "Do you want me to slap you across the face?"

"..."

The woman fell silent instantly.

Zhou Qiming ignored her.

He turned his head, clutched the wine glass tightly, and took another sip.

It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy!

at this time.

Zhang Ran's speech on stage has ended.

A few scattered claps rang out.

Zhang Ran stepped down from the stage, holding a wine glass, and began toasting each table.

He started from table number one and walked to the back of the table one by one.

Lu Yang noticed Zhang Ran's route.

According to the order, table number six should be placed at the end.

But after Zhang Ran finished toasting at table number three, he skipped tables number four and five and went straight to table number six.

Zhou Qiming noticed it too.

Not only him, but everyone around him saw it too.

Wait, why did the Secretary-General jump on the table?

You should know that jumping over a table is very impolite according to the rules.

When Zhang Ran walked to table number six, the smile on his face was noticeably different from before.

Just now at another table, it was a standard social laugh.

This smile now carries three parts ingratiation and seven parts respect.

"President Lu, President Li."

Zhang Ran walked over, nodded to Lu Yang first, and then his gaze fell on Li Xixue.

Her face was flushed, as if she were drunk.

"Mr. Li, are you alright? Do you need me to send over some hangover soup?" Zhang Ran asked.

Mr. Li.

As those two words fell to the ground.

The people at the table stopped what they were doing.

Mr. Li?

Zhang Ran actually called her President Li?

It's worth noting that there aren't many people who can command such respect from Secretary-General Zhang.

Zhou Qiming's mind was racing.

Zhang Ran is the association's secretary-general, and he usually greets everyone with a smile, but this tone...

wrong.

As Lu Yang just mentioned, this woman works in the snowy region.

Management.

Could it be a very high-level management position?

Li Xixue raised her head.

Her eyes met Zhang Ran's.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were slightly narrowed, and her lips were pursed.

How should I put it, his expression was a bit fierce.

Lu Yang said that she couldn't do anything about him because he was drunk, but the other person was different.

"Who gave you the right to call me President Li?"

Zhang Ran's smile froze.

After all, that's how it's addressed in business settings.

But he forgot one thing.

Li Xixue is here today as Lu Yang's wife.

"Then... sister-in-law?"

Zhang Ran probed.

Li Xixue frowned even more deeply.

"That's not right either."

She muttered something, then patted Lu Yang's arm, "You need to do something about him."