"Yeah, sister, can't go! Can't make everyone happy."

As Pu Si-won's voice fell, there were a few Nan Han men and women who accompanied and helped out: "What's the point of this meal without your master?"

"Shiyuan, everyone, I'm sorry, I really can't drink it anymore."

Pu Zhenyun was already three-point drunk and waved her hand and shouted, "I am not feeling well today and can't drink anymore. I will drink with everyone tomorrow if I feel better."

"Tsk tut, Ms. Park, is it perfunctory Shao Pu?"

At this moment, the girl in the red dress raised her head, and a joke was conjured up at the corner of her mouth: "Who doesn't know, Ms. Park was once a famous socialite for Nan Han."

"It is said that a thousand cups are not drunk."

"When you were at the Oriental State Banquet, you also drank thirteen glasses directly."

"After drinking seven or eight cups with us tonight, you can't drink anymore, and you still feel unwell?"

The girl in red is yin and yang weird: "Are you not giving Shao Pu face, or disdain to drink with our Emperor Dao?"

Park Siyuan's face also sank: "Sister, are you really going to make me ashamed in front of my friends?"

Pu Zhenyun bit her red lips, and it was very painful. She drank all strong wine tonight. She really couldn't drink it anymore. If she didn't drink it, she was going to turn her face again.

"Brother Yuan, I'm sorry, my mother really can't drink anymore."

Park Xuanwu let out a long breath: "I will drink this glass of wine for her, OK?"

After speaking, he took a step forward without waiting for Pu Zhenyun to stop him, picked up the glass of whiskey and poured it in.

Soon, after drinking a large glass of whiskey, he just choked and coughed.

"Mother and son love?"

Pu Siyuan's eyes widened and he shouted fiercely: "You want to drink for your mother? Okay, she has a drink, you drink ten."

He picked up the bottle and filled the glass with whiskey.

"drink!"

Park Siyuan said with a cold face: "Drink another nine cups, and I'll forget it, otherwise, where do I go?"

Park Xuanwu clenched his fists: "Brother Yuan, you can't..."

"I hate bear kids the most—"

Before he could finish speaking, the girl in red suddenly rushed forward and slapped Pu Xuanwu's face with a backhand.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound exploded.

There were five red fingerprints on Pu Xuanwu's face in an instant. This without warning strike surprised everyone and made Pu Xuanwu furious.

Many of Park's nephews rushed forward in anger.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

Park Siyuan patted the table and screamed, "Want to fight?"

"Park Xuanwu bears a child. There is no tutor. Miss Otian will take care of you. You are not grateful. You still have to do something with her. Your mind is flooded?"

He pointed his finger at Park Xuanwu and the others: "Retreat all to me."

At the same time, Park Si-won’s friends and friends also stood up, staring at Park Xuanwu and the others, ready for a melee at any time.

Several elders are busy stopping the impulse of the younger generation.

Park Zhenyun also grabbed the angry Park Xuanwu, and then laughed at Park Siyuan: "Siwon, Xuanwu is still a child, not sensible..."

"Don't make trouble if you don't understand!"

Park Siyuan's voice sank: "Don't be ignorant of being a human being. What do you have for drinking and singing together?"

"I take the initiative to get closer to your side, and promote the relationship between the two sides. What do you have to drink?"

"Could it be that I don't have a good intention? It's too malicious to speculate."

Park Siyuan snorted coldly: "I want to fix you, do I need to drink?"

Pu Xuanwu wanted to say something, but Pu Zhenyun stretched out her hand to stop her, and then squeezed out a smile: "Shiyuan, I am wrong, I am wrong, I drink."

"Don't worry about Xuanwu."

After that, she reached out and held the glass of wine: "I drink..."

"What to drink..."

At this moment, a low voice came from the entrance: "Just a little clown, how can you respect him?"

Ye Tianlong walked in with Pu Ziyuan.

Hearing Ye Tianlong's voice, Pu Zhenyun and Pu Xuanwu's body shook together, and their faces also showed surprise and aggrieved expressions.

It's just that both of them knew that everyone in the court had to hold back their emotions, so they clenched their fists to control themselves: "Ye Shao!"

The other nephews and nephews also stood up and shouted, "Ye Shao!"

They had seen Ye Tianlong's grace, and knew that Park Zhongjian's love for him, so they looked very respectful.

Pu Siyuan was taken aback for a moment, and was a little surprised that Cheng Yaojin slammed out, and looked at the incoming person with anger. He shuddered subconsciously when he saw his face:

"Ye... Shao?"

He thought of Ye Tianlong of Mingjiang, the guy who made him a nightmare for a lifetime.

Pu Zhenyun kindly pointed out Ye Tianlong's identity: "Shiyuan, this is Ye Shao, Ye Tianlong from the Ye Family in Taicheng."

The original jealousy in Park Si-won’s eyes disappeared immediately after hearing the introduction of Park Zhenyun, but he repeatedly asked, "Taicheng Ye Shao?"

"Yes, this is Ye Shao from the Ye Family."

Pu Ziyuan took the topic, and then her eyes became cold: "Pu Siyuan, are you going too far, forcing Sister-in-law to drink like this..."

"Who did I say, it turned out to be Taicheng Ye Shao."

Park Siyuan interrupted the topic of Park Ziyuan, and sat back in the chair carelessly, with cold eyes: "A soy sauce master dare to take care of me?"

"Boy, drank this barrel of wine. I presume that I didn't hear what I just said."

He fingered a barrel of three kilograms of wine.

Ye Tianlong sneered: "Call me to drink, you rubbish, you don't deserve it."

"Boy, how do you talk?"

"Do you know who is in front of you?"

"Believe it or not, kill you now?"

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, Pu Siyuan's pig and dog friends all stood up, and the crowd was raging.

More than a dozen accompanying bodyguards also approached indifferently and aggressively.

"waste?"

The girl in red stood in front of Ye Tianlong, with a cold face and proudly shouted:

"You provoke me, leave your hands and spare your life."

High above, like a divine residence that controls life and death in the world.

Ye Tianlong glanced coldly: "Who are you?"

The girl in the red snorted, "Imperial Sword Society, Yoshiko Oda."

"Snapped--"

Ye Tianlong backhanded her with a big slap in the face, "A trivial widow, dare to scream in China?"

"what--"

The girl in red fell straight and flew out, with five fingerprints on her face and bleeding from the corners of her mouth, very miserable.

She didn't expect Ye Tianlong to dare to move her, and she didn't even think that she was unstoppable, so she was shocked and unable to react.

The audience is also silent.

Not to mention Park Siyuan and the others, even Park Zhenyun and others did not expect Ye Tianlong to make a direct shot. You know, this woman is not low in status.

But when they were shocked, they also cried out for joy.

"You just said that you provoke you, leaving your hands?"

Before Pu Shiyuan and the others could react, Ye Tianlong shook his body and instantly reached the girl in red, leaning out the wrist that grabbed her gun.

Twisted sharply.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and Oda Yoshiko's wrist was broken like a twist.

"what?"

Park Siyuan and the others all stood up, staring at all this dumbfounded.