When I heard Han Zishi's words, I couldn't help but laugh in my heart, thinking that this guy really would make a trap for people.

If I really listened to Han Zishi's words and thought that being able to drink was a worthy capital, and if I said in this flattery that I really like drinking, I guess Han Zishi's next sentence would point directly to me. Since then, why did I hide and pinch when I come to the Yang family this time, right? In this way, Han Zishi can cleverly make General Yang Zheng wonder if I am a person with a lot of heart.

Han Zishi has no other skills, but he has performed well in sowing discord. To be honest, I can't understand why General Yang Zheng was very interested in such a young man. Is Han Zishi really an advantage that he has not shown in front of us?

"I also want such a boastful capital." I shrugged helplessly. "However, I am not allergic to alcohol. Maybe it's because my physique is born like this? In my opinion, there is no great existence. It's just like I usually drink water. I can't take out my ability to drink water and brag about it, right? I'm not afraid of being laughed at by people?"

Han Zishi narrowed his eyes again. Han Zishi thought that no matter what his words did, they could make me float up, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't have the trap at all.

Moreover, Han Zishi also despised me. Isn’t it shameless to think about me?

I have seen someone who brags about myself, but I have never seen someone who almost blows myself to heaven like this.

Drinking alcohol is like drinking water? Isn’t this a bit arrogant?

However, Han Zishi knew very well that my alcohol tolerance was indeed amazing, and Han Zishi really didn't dare to compete with me in this regard.

"So, Brother Zhang doesn't like drinking?" Han Zishi thought about it and asked me again.

"It's not that I don't like drinking," I replied. "I just think this thing is dispensable to me. I don't need to drink this every day, right? I don't like being addicted to this kind of thing, let alone I'm not addicted to it at all. But today I'm really unable to keep my face in Uncle Yang's house. I can't keep eating. I can't just eat and ignore anything else, right? If this is true, Uncle Yang will probably think that I am very rude, so I'll join in now... there shouldn't be any problem, right? But I think Mr. Han seems to have some opinions about my sudden joining?"

Han Zishi didn't expect that I turned the finger at him so quickly, which made Han Zishi quickly turn his face and smiled indifferently and said, "Brother Zhang is thinking too much. I just want to know more about Brother Zhang. I originally thought that Brother Zhang was a rare god of wine, but I didn't expect that Brother Zhang was so humble that he didn't want to show his talent at all. This really made me feel curious, so I asked a few more questions."

"Since that's the case, I'll give Mr. Han a glass." I smiled again, poured a glass of wine into my glass, and then wanted to pour wine for Han Zishi.

However, Han Zishi covered his palm on the wine glass without giving him face, and prevented me from pouring wine.

It is extremely impolite for Han Zishi to have such an action on the wine table. This can be called "not eating toast". However, Han Zishi doesn't seem to care at all whether he will offend my nerves.

"Toast me? Brother Zhang, you have to give me a reason, right? We haven't seen each other several times?" Han Zishi looked at me with a smile and said with a smile.

"Being able to know is fate, and fate is the reason." I replied.

"It's just a little reason to toast, so it's too casual." Han Zishi replied with a smile.

Bang!

Han Zishi had just finished saying it, and I had not expressed my opinion yet. At this time, Yang Qinglian beside me slapped on the table and stood up from the chair with a whizzing sound, pointing at Han Zishi angrily and said, "Han Zishi! Don't be shameless!"

At first, when Yang Qinglian saw me taking the initiative to come over to drink with his father and Han Zishi, Yang Qinglian was of course happy, because in Yang Qinglian's opinion, I heard Yang Qinglian's words.

Of course, Yang Qinglian was more moved, because Yang Qinglian also felt that what she said to me before was a bit harsh. Yang Qinglian had no reason to force me to do anything, and the reason why I came over must be to take care of my emotions, right?

When I think of this, Yang Qinglian feels that I am indeed not bad, although I am not very willing to express this meaning.

Yang Qinglian never thought about whether she would be self-indulgent or something. In Yang Qinglian's eyes, the reasons she thought were very reasonable, which was enough for Yang Qinglian.

At this time, I was obstructed by Han Zishi. How could Yang Qinglian know what Han Zishi's purpose was? Of course, he wanted to make me feel embarrassed. At that time, Yang Qinglian felt very uncomfortable. Yang Qinglian felt that Han Zishi was really too much.

However, Yang Qinglian did not think about standing up for me, because Yang Qinglian knew very well what kind of person I was. Han Zishi's remarks could target me? If this is the case, I would not be Zhang Cheng.

So Yang Qinglian did not directly confront Han Zishi because Yang Qinglian felt that it was really unnecessary.

However, Yang Qinglian did not expect that Han Zishi would just be arrogant. At least I looked kind-hearted toast, but Han Zishi was completely rejected.

Although Yang Qinglian does not understand the culture of the wine table, Yang Qinglian can also see that this behavior is really hateful. Han Zishi wants to deliberately read my joke.

I was obviously very polite. I was invited by my father to be a guest, so this was nothing to do with Han Zishi.

After I toasted my father Yang Zheng’s wine, I didn’t forget to toast Han Zishi. I didn’t neglect this guy, but Han Zishi didn’t give me any face and refused flatly. What? This guy felt that his face was bigger than General Yang’s?

Of course, Yang Qinglian was so angry. In addition, Yang Qinglian was originally a straightforward person who said whatever he had, let alone in his own home? So Yang Qinglian naturally slapped the table and stood up.
Chapter completed!