The host is no longer a human today.

"Sister-in-law, eat watermelon."

"Sister-in-law, here are some fruits."

"Sister-in-law..."

"Sister-in-law..."

Shen Zuixue was surrounded in the middle with a confused look on her face. Are the rich second generation nowadays so down-to-earth?

Moreover, Yan Changsui is so respectful to his mistress that he even introduces her to his friends.

Shen Zuixue looked at Yan Changsui who was watching the show over there. Yan Changsui leaned over and whispered in his ear:

"I can't help it. These people make fun of me every day for not having a partner."

The deliberately lowered voice sounded a little low and hoarse, and inexplicably carried a sense of grievance, which made Shen Zuixue's ears itchy.

"Ah."

Shen Zuixue nodded in panic and pushed the man away. Yan Changsui also stood up with his force.

The delicious food can be saved for dinner, when you can eat it all up. Now, of course, you have to give the little guy some face outside, otherwise if you provoke him, he won’t get anything to eat at night.

Several friends looked at each other, and the looks they gave each other were full of ambiguity.

"There have never been any girls around Brother Yan before, and we all suspected that he liked boys, but we didn't expect it to be true." A person hooked his arm around the neck of the person next to him, with a look of admiration on his face.

"No, I just like him." Yan Changsui corrected seriously.

"That's true. If you didn't have your sister-in-law, I think you would be single for the rest of your life."

The man nodded in agreement.

Shen Zuixue couldn't help but look at him, and always felt that he was not joking.

But these words were not directed at him, and there were other people here. He thought about it and swallowed back the words "We are just a simple sponsorship relationship."

Forget it, Mr. Yan must have said it on purpose for his friends to hear.

Shen Zuixue withdrew his gaze and did not notice that when Yan Changsui saw that he did not deny it, a smile flashed across his eyes.

Isn't love started from these trivial things?

At ten o'clock in the evening, everyone was a little drunk and stood at the door of the hotel to say goodbye.

"Sister-in-law, I'm telling you, if Brother Yan bullies you, just tell us and we'll back you up!"

"Hmmmm." Shen Zuixue responded randomly, afraid that he would stagger and fall with his tongue sticking out.

"Okay, I will take care of my people, I don't need you." Yan Changsui hugged Shen Zuixue in his arms and frowned at the group of drunkards.

He really gets drunk after drinking a little.

"Okay, let's go." This is still somewhat rational.

"Well, let's drink again tomorrow!" He was completely drunk.

The driver had been waiting outside for a long time, and several people got into their own cars, including Yan Changsui and Shen Zuixue.

When getting in the car, Yan Changsui's eyes swept towards the corner calmly.

They always felt like something was watching them.

"Mr. Yan, what are you looking at?" Shen Zuixue turned back with some confusion.

"Nothing." Yan Changsui hurriedly followed.

After the tailgate was lowered, the back seat of the car fell into silence.

"Ah Xue...you just called them so intimately, why did you keep calling me President Yan?"

Yan Changsui looked at Shen Zuixue's profile and suddenly felt a little aggrieved.

"what?"

"Don't you think you should call you more intimately? I always call you Axue." Yan Changsui made a reasonable argument, with a blush on his face that was not sure whether it was from shyness or drunkenness.

Shen Zuixue raised her eyebrows. Is he drunk?

Is it true that Mr. Yan’s alcohol tolerance is so poor?

Seeing no response, Yan Changsui shook Shen Zuixue's arm and said aggrievedly, "Axue~"