The president hid his wife in his pocket again.

When the wine was served, Meng Chuanming poured a glass for his sister first.

Meng Nanxi picked up her wine glass and took a sip.

In fact, she still likes to drink more white wine. Although red wine tastes very good, she feels that it is more delicious without white wine after all.

Meng Chuanming also picked up his wine glass and looked at Shen Tingmo, "Brother-in-law, here's a toast to you."

After speaking, he drank a glass of red wine directly.

Shen Tingmo raised his eyebrows, raised his wine glass, and drank it down.

Meng Nanxi was watching from the side, and the two of them drank inexplicably.

Especially Meng Chuanming's various toasts in his mouth, as if he was listening to the ink and drinking it.

This also made Shen Tingmo not refuse from the beginning to the end, to have a drink.

Meng Nanxi didn't intend to persuade her, but watched with interest.

She really wanted to know which of the two had a better drinking capacity.

Today's dinner was prepared by Meng Chuan tomorrow morning.

Originally, he wanted to take Fu Jinming to give his brother-in-law a drink and get in touch with each other.

But Fu Jinming went home.

Now he is left alone, fighting alone.

And he was indeed not Shen Tingmo's opponent.

Shen Tingmo's expression didn't change after drinking these two bottles of red wine.

Although red wine has a relatively strong stamina, his face doesn't turn red like drinking water.

Seeing him like this, Meng Chuanming gritted his teeth, as if fighting him.

His current financial resources are not as strong as Shen Tingmo's, and his interpersonal relationship is not as strong as Shen Tingmo's.

Even drinking, he seems to be no match.

Thinking of this, Meng Chuanming couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Until the end, Meng Nanxi was full, and the two of them hadn't finished drinking yet.

While drinking, Meng Chuanming got a little drunk.

His flushed cheeks and the moist corners of his eyes all expressed his current mood, which was very restless and uncomfortable.

"Actually, I liked you very much from the very beginning. At that time, I thought, I also had an extra brother."

Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Meng Chuanming said something he had never said before.

Shen Tingmo heard his words, put down the wine glass in his hand, and listened to him patiently and seriously.

"But I didn't expect you to want to be my brother-in-law when I regard you as my brother."

Meng Chuanming's tone was full of accusations against Shen Tingmo.

Back then, when he knew that Shen Tingmo had become his sister's boyfriend, his heart was in a mess.

But seeing that his sister really liked Shen Tingmo, Meng Chuanming could only acquiesce even if he was reluctant in his heart.

What's more, after so many years.

His elder sister was carried back to her den by Shen Tingmo's big-tailed wolf.

Shen Tingmo couldn't laugh or cry after hearing his words.

When he was with Meng Nanxi before, he always thought that Meng Chuanming was happy.

Unexpectedly, he thought so.

Meng Nanxi was also a little surprised.

If Meng Chuanming hadn't said it today, she would have no idea.

Here, Meng Chuanming was still talking.

Fu Jinming on the other side had already returned to his home by car.

It is obvious that the Chinese New Year is coming, but his so-called home does not have any Chinese New Year atmosphere at all.

The cold scene made Fu Jinming miss his senior sister and his brother, Meng Chuanming even more.

The moment he opened the door and entered, he was greeted by his father's fury.

Fu Hengfeng looked at his son who opened the door and came in, the coldness on his face was obvious.

"You still know to come back?" His voice was also full of chill, and a pair of black eyes stared at him coldly.

"What do you want from me?" Fu Jinming's mood didn't fluctuate at all, and his tone was also calm.

"Son, it's Chinese New Year, why are you still playing outside if you don't go home?" Mother Fu also blamed.

Fu Jinming pursed his lips, but did not speak.

"You spoil her every day." Fu Hengfeng had a feeling of hatred for his son.

"You know what to say about me. You don't and never care about your son." Fu's mother retorted angrily.

Fu Jinming watched the two of them arguing with each other.

In the final analysis, it is said that he does not seek to make progress, but only knows how to eat, drink and have fun all day long.

But Fu Jinming knew that when he was very young, he was not like this.

At that time, he was also studious, and his academic performance was also very good.

It's just that no matter how good his grades are, his parents seem to be invisible.

Over time, he felt that no matter how well he did, no one would care.

This is also the reason why Fu Jinming gradually turned bad.

But his parents still didn't care, they only criticized and scolded him, just like now.

The two of them quarreled for a while, and it seemed that the situation was about to develop in a more serious direction.

Fu Jinming interrupted them in time, "You called me back, is there something wrong?"

If it's okay, he still wants to go back and celebrate the New Year with his senior sister and the others.

"For Chinese New Year, you don't plan to be at home, where do you want to go?" Fu Hengfeng stopped arguing with his wife and looked at his son.

I haven't seen him for a while, but now he suddenly sees his son, Fu Hengfeng always feels that his son seems to have changed a lot.

The cynicism on his body is gone, and his eyes have become sharper than before.

"I have something to do." Fu Jinming remembered that this family didn't seem to have any special arrangements for the New Year.

Basically, Fu Hengfeng was out socializing.

As for Fu's mother, it seems that she will also meet friends outside.

He was left alone at home.

"What can you do? All day long, you know how to do things with those cronies who can't get on the table." Fu Hengfeng pointed at him, and said the words of blame again.

Fu Jinming didn't open his mouth to explain, anyway, in his parents' mind, no matter what he did, it didn't matter.

Because, from the bottom of their hearts, the two of them thought that he was just a playboy playing around.

"If you call me back and just want to say these things, then you better not say it." He didn't want to hear it, let alone be educated here.

"What are you talking about? As your father, am I not even qualified to educate you?" Fu Hengfeng was so angry when he heard what his son said just now.

"So? How do you want to educate?" Fu Jinming raised his eyes lightly, and looked at him coldly.

Fu Hengfeng was stared directly at his son, for some reason, he didn't dare to look at each other.

But seeing Fu Jinming's indifferent attitude and his tone of voice raised his anger to another stage.

He slammed the table and stood up.

The loud noise startled even Fu's mother.

Only Fu Jinming's expression didn't seem to change, and he didn't feel any fear.

When Fu Hengfeng patted the table before, Fu Jinming had already bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

Anyway, to the former Fu Jinming, it was just a matter of bowing his head, not a big deal.

But now Fu Jinming doesn't want to do that.