In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

We had a great time drinking at the family dinner.

General Shen has been working hard in his career in recent years. Not to mention seeing the old lady, he doesn't even have time to see his own parents.

Now that she has become famous and popular all over the Internet, she has just returned to her hometown in fine clothes and wants to pretend to be famous.

But for some reason, as she drank, she always felt like she was using alcohol to drown her sorrows.

Why can't you be happy?

Soon, she figured it out.

I thought that I was about to take over the banner of General Zhang and become the leader of the military.

She was fully prepared to kill the other gods of war.

But as soon as he arrived in Binhai, he was suppressed by General Zhang who had returned to the dead.

The pride and ambition are gone.

The energy to move forward was gone.

The whole person was dizzy and had no fighting spirit.

Mr. Han, who was in a happy mood and drank a little too much, hugged the unhappy General Shen and said, "It's great to get married!"

"How gross." General Shen curled his lips and glared at his best friend in disgust.

"You are a single guy, but there is a generation gap between you and me." Mr. Han shook his head, obviously a little drunk. "Marriage is a woman's final destination. It's so painful and tiring to be alone. It's so refreshing to have a man who can come and go at his command!"

"It sounds like that Zhang is at your beck and call." General Shen didn't believe in evil.

The world-famous General Zhang, the leader of Beimang who commands 30 iron-blooded troops, can he be at your mercy?

I want to eat fart!

Without domestic violence, you would be fine!

"What do you mean? Look down on me? As for the man named Zhang, if I say one, he dares to say two? I asked him to go east, and see if he dares to go west!" Mr. Han was almost tongue-tied.

Not to mention General Shen, even the little old lady and Han Dong shook their heads after hearing this.Everyone was immersed in eating, not daring to talk to each other.

Xuebao, telling lies will cost you a thousand needles!

Telling one lie means filling the hole with a thousand lies!

Why is it that after marrying Brother Zhang, the wine has become worse?It wasn't like this before.

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Xuebao stood up and took out his mobile phone to call Brother Zhang: "I've drunk too much, come here and pick me up!"

After that, hang up the phone directly.

The last bit of reason told her that if she didn't hang up the phone, she would definitely be scolded.

And with Brother Zhang’s loud voice, the whole table could hear him.

"What did your ex-husband say?" General Shen sneered.

"I'm too lazy to talk to him." Mr. Han drank another glass of red wine and raised his eyebrows. "One word, when the word comes, the person comes!"

"I'm too drunk, so I'm going to bed." Mrs. Han stood up in a hurry and said goodbye.

Seeing this, Han Dong stood up with his butt raised and said, "I have morning class tomorrow, so I'll leave first."

General Shen also wanted to escape.

Judging from the reactions of the little old lady and little brother, they don’t want to be implicated in whether Xuebao will end well later...

"It's getting late." General Shen put down his bowls and chopsticks and said calmly. "Tomorrow I have to go to Xiaodong's military academy to give a speech. I have to go back to the hotel to review the manuscript. I can't let anyone miss me."

"Don't go!"

Mr. Han grabbed General Shen and said slurringly: "You are so drunk, how can you drive?"

"My name is chauffeur." General Shen twitched the corner of his mouth.

"What's your name? I'll let Xiao Zhang take you back later!" Mr. Han waved his hand. "Drink two more drinks with me!"

General Shen couldn't win over his best friend, so he had no choice but to stay.

She scolded Zhang and also disdained this bastard's green tea behavior.

But she was asked to face Beimang's legendary General Zhang face to face.

It will kill people...

Suffocate just thinking about it.

That was Zhang Xiangbei, the god in the hearts of Chinese soldiers.

The dream of millions of girls...

How to fight?

Don't look at General Shen's crazy roar on the phone, it's a bit pretentious.

If they really had to face each other, she would be so scared that she would pee.

After about half an hour of walking, Zhang Ruoyu quickly walked into the house.

General Shen's mood was completely different from when he met this man in the restaurant during the day.

"Why did you drink so much?" Zhang Ruoyu frowned.

His dark eyes glanced at General Shen coldly.

There are complaints and unhappiness.

"You're a soldier and you're dragging a white-collar worker to drink like this. Do you want to drink her to death?" Zhang Ruoyu directly attacked without asking any questions.

General Shen's face turned green.

Is your wife dragging me to drink?

When the hell did I get her drunk?

"Brother Zhang, come on -" Xuebao said staggeringly as he stood up with the help of Zhang Ruoyu. "Drink one!"

Zhang Ruoyu hugged Xuebao with a soft expression and said in a gentle tone: "I won't drink anymore. Let's go home."

"No! Drink!"

Xuebao is like an octopus wrapped around Brother Zhang, his pretty face is blushing, and he is indescribably charming.

"Good, don't make trouble."

Brother Zhang frowned and comforted him patiently.

This scene made General Shen a little sour.

This bestie is really stupid.

Married to a legend and didn’t even know it.

The key is that this bastard really has a good sense of ethics. He just asked him to have a meal and immediately reported it to his wife, without even giving him a chance to test his weakness.

General Shen knows the history of General Zhang.

In China, he is Guang Weizheng, the national god of war.

But overseas, when facing dark forces, General Zhang is a bloodthirsty butcher.

His big hands holding his best friend's waist were stained with the blood of God knows how many people.

The thin lips that were coaxing her best friend had issued countless cruel killing orders.

General Shen stood aside and glanced at General Zhang's profile.

It was the first time that she admired the facial features of the Beimang leader so closely. His nose was straight and his eyes were deep. Overall, he was not handsome, but full of male hormones.

That explosive body, at least eight-pack abs, right?

Coupled with the blessing of Zhang Xiangbei's halo.

Two words came to General Shen's mind: beauty.