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The hand holding Huo Jingsen felt cool to the touch, soft and delicate, like a piece of fine mutton-fat jade.

He was led to sit down. Leng Qingqing didn't notice anything wrong with his actions just now. He pulled out a chair and sat down next to him, very close to him.

Not only that, she even leaned her chair this way, showing her closeness.

There is a light fragrance coming in waves, refreshing the heart and mind.

Huo Jingsen narrowed his eyes, and after a few seconds, he slowly raised his black eyes to stare at her.

Looking at this face under the lamp - the woman has bright facial features, long black eyelashes, fair and clear skin, not to mention a smile on her lips, her whole person is like a soft mist filter, giving people an unconscious and relaxed mood.

He took the ginger soup from the cold hand and accidentally touched hers with his finger.

Leng Qingqing seemed unaware and said with a smile: "Be careful because it's hot."

She even poured wine for him herself and looked at him with dark eyes, feeling a little aggrieved: "Today is our wedding anniversary. I'm sorry, but I forgot the gift I prepared for you at home."

Of course, you can't say that you didn't prepare a gift, that would definitely reveal the truth.

The only plan now is to say that the gift is at home. Huo Jingsen will be very drunk tonight. Even if he wakes up tomorrow, he may not remember the gift.

To put it bluntly, Huo Jingsen was very strange today. Would a man who didn't even go home remember his wedding anniversary with his wife?

She definitely didn't believe it.

His wife and mother took turns toasting. Huo Jingsen soon became overwhelmed with alcohol, his face flushed, but his eyes were still clear, and the hand holding the wine glass did not even tremble.

Leng Qingqing was suspicious, she didn't look like she was drunk.

Too drunk?

Could it be that the cheap mother-in-law lied to her?

In a blink of an eye, she met Xuanyun's confused eyes. Leng Qingqing temporarily gave up her thoughts. It seemed that she wasn't very clear either.

The relationship between mother and son Xuanyun and Huo Jingsen is different from that between children and mothers in ordinary families. Perhaps Xuanyun doesn't know many things about their son at all.

Leng Qingqing couldn't think of any other words to persuade her to drink, so she started spouting random nonsense.

"Today is our wedding anniversary. We won't talk about all the unhappy things before tonight. Everything will be done in the wine."

"I did it first...you have to do it too."

Leng Qingqing stood up, raised her head and drank the entire glass of wine. This was the countless glasses of wine that she and Huo Jingsen had drank.

But he had no intention of getting drunk yet.

Huo Jingsen only wore his shirt and rolled up his cuffs, revealing his tight arms. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the cup in his hand, then chuckled slightly after a while.

"it is good."

After he said this word, he followed her example and drank the wine.

High-strength liquor, drink it down in one sip.

Huo Jingsen coughed slightly due to the spicy taste of the liquor, but waved his hand to reject the water handed over by Xuanyun.

Lonely invitations to drink came one after another, "Our family will be happy in the future, I will do it."

"Our son will be safe and happy in the future."

"May my mother be young forever!"

"I wish my career a long and prosperous future!"

Even Xuanyun wished it, but not Huo Jingsen.

Leng Qingqing only thought of this after being reminded by the system, so she poured out the last drop of wine in the bottle and asked the housekeeper to pick up two more bottles. She raised her glass and started to formally exert herself.

Huo Jingsen didn't answer, he kept looking at her, raised his glasses, touched them in the air, and drank from each other.

There was a table full of food in front of them, but they didn't even use chopsticks. They seemed to treat each other as appetizers, drinking quickly and urgently.

Xuanyun watched helplessly as a few more wine bottles appeared on the table between the two of them, but her son and daughter-in-law remained strong, so her smile gradually disappeared.

"Jing Sen... drink less, we have to go to the company tomorrow."

Xuanyun realized that things seemed to be developing in an unexpected direction, so she quickly spoke up and gave Leng Qingqing a look.

"It's been a long time since I drank so freely." Huo Jingsen said hoarsely, unbuttoning two buttons on the collar of his shirt at some point. His movements were more casual than usual, and he inadvertently exuded a sense of leisure and wildness.

"..." Xuanyun wasn't sure if he was drunk, so she could only wink at Leng Qingqing.

Leng Qingqing nodded slightly, not drunk at all. She gave Xuanyun a 'leave it to me' look and mouthed: "Don't worry."

With her here tonight, no one can even think of walking out of the Huo family's door standing upright.

He rested for a while, ate a few bites of food, and took out his cell phone under the table to search for words to persuade people to drink, looking at him secretly.

The aroma of wine filled the room, making Huo Yanheng so drunk that he accidentally dropped the chopsticks in his hand.

Before the housekeeper came over, he jumped off the chair and squatted down to pick it up.

Picking up the chopsticks, he didn't get up immediately.

Huo Yanheng rubbed his eyes and saw a bright light coming from Leng Qingqing's legs.

It was the blue light of the mobile phone screen, and the deserted forehead was almost touching the table, searching for words to persuade someone to drink.

Huo Yanheng saw a big hand with clear joints clamping her wrist accurately from under the table.

The phone fell to the ground, the bright side facing down, and the light went out instantly.

Leng Qingqing struggled a little but couldn't break free. He was so strong that it hurt her wrist.

"Why on earth do you want a divorce?" Just as he was about to look coldly, he suddenly heard someone around him say this.

Isn’t this problem simple? Leng Qingqing didn't even think about it: "I know you don't love me. It was me who pestered you in the past to have the stolen time of these four years. Now I feel it's boring, so I just let you go."

After a pause, he deliberately rubbed his eyes, squeezed out two drops of crocodile tears, and added: "What's the point of being with someone who doesn't love me? I'm going to pursue my own happiness."

Across the dining table, Huo Yanheng handed the picked chopsticks to the butler and received a complimentary pat on the head and a brand new pair of chopsticks.

Hearing the conversation between the two, he tilted his head.

Next to her, Xuanyun had a hint of embarrassment on her face. She lowered her head and coughed lightly. Should she, as a mother, listen to the matter between her son and daughter-in-law or not.

Leng Qingqing didn't show any intention of avoiding the person. She used a little force to break away from his hand. Even her voice seemed to have some strength, and the words were clear and powerful.

"So, get a divorce."

"Today, let's not talk about anything else." Huo Jingsen's rejection came mercilessly, and his voice became colder. The atmosphere in the restaurant was stagnant, and no one dared to express his anger.

Huo Jingsen said: "I have a schedule to fly overseas tomorrow. Let's talk about anything until I get back."