Crazy! The school beauty's mother works as my secretary!

A short while later, Lu Qingqian came down first. Just as she sat down next to Chen Mo, Lu Yao slowly walked down from upstairs.

She complained that playing cards was too noisy, so she went back to her room to "seclude" herself and revised two paragraphs of her manuscript.

"Yaoyao, how's the new book coming along?"

Uncle San asked, holding a bowl with a piece of spare rib still between his chopsticks.

"If it's anything about our childhood, feel free to ask us!"

My uncle also came over, trying to find a topic to make himself noticed.

Lu Yao quickly waved her hand:

"Thank you, sir, but no need. I remember quite a lot."

At this moment, Lu Qingqian's father picked up his wine glass and tapped the rim against the table:

"Come on, everyone, let's have a drink first. Welcome Chen Mo to the Lu family!"

"Yes, yes, welcome to the new son-in-law!"

The aunt joined in the teasing, moving her wine glass closer to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo quickly picked up his wine glass, his voice filled with sincerity:

"Thank you, Uncle and Aunt. I'll be troubling you all again in the future."

He downed the glass of baijiu in one gulp, the movement of his Adam's apple conveying a sense of exhilaration.

"Don't drink too fast, drink slowly."

Lu Qingqian reached out and touched his arm, her voice as soft as cotton.

But as soon as she finished speaking, her uncle came over with a wine glass in hand:

"Chen Mo, let's have a drink, wishing you and Qingqian a happy and harmonious life together, and that you'll have a baby soon!"

"Thank you, uncle."

Chen Mo picked up his wine glass again, about to drink, when Lu Qingqian tugged at his sleeve:

"What do you mean, 'have a son soon'..."

Her face flushed slightly, and even her earlobes were tinged with pink.

The atmosphere in the Lu family is truly wonderful, possessing both the gentle warmth of a scholarly family and the warmth of an ordinary household.

Several uncles took turns toasting Chen Mo, clearly having learned from their previous experience of being drunk out, and this time they all took small sips, but the result was still the same.

Within half an hour, all three uncles were slumped over the table, their tongues slurred.

The aunt shook her head and sighed; her voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear it:

"He's useless at everything, not good at anything."

Lu Qingqian quickly supported Chen Mo's arm and gently touched his cheek with her fingertips:

"Are you alright? Are you drunk? Why don't you go upstairs and rest for a while?"

Chen Mo smiled and shook his head, a hint of anticipation in his eyes:

"Go upstairs to rest? Where will you sleep?"

He was clearly asking a question he already knew the answer to.

Her delicate face flushed instantly, even the tips of her ears seemed to be burning hot.

"I've cleaned up the guest rooms. Where else would you like to sleep?"

"That's it."

Chen Mo immediately waved his hand: "The guest room is freezing cold, there's not even a place to warm my hands, I'm not going there."

Lu Qingqian's red lips curved into a smile as she deliberately leaned closer, her voice tinged with a hint of teasing:

"Where do you want to sleep?"

Chen Mo's gaze fell on her flushed cheeks, his voice low but clear:

"I want to hold you while I sleep..."

As soon as she said that, Lu Qingqian's face turned as red as a ripe apple, and even her neck turned pink.

In front of so many elders, Chen Mo actually spoke so bluntly; she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

But none of the people at the table thought much of it.

The younger uncle was still slumped over the table humming, the third uncle was dozing off with his eyes closed, and the younger aunt, the younger cousin, and his mother all thought Chen Mo was just drunk and talking nonsense.

With a flushed face, Lu Qingqian half-supported and half-dragged Chen Mo upstairs.

His arm was draped over her shoulder, and his slightly alcohol-scented breath tickled behind her ear, making her feel uneasy.

"Walk slowly, don't fall."

Chen Mo's voice was a little hoarse, but there was no sign of drunkenness.

He said those things on purpose.

Lu Qingqian ignored him and quickened her pace until she pushed him into the guest room. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and turn to leave.

"You rest well, I'll go downstairs and help my mom clear the dishes."

But as soon as she turned around, Chen Mo grabbed her wrist.

His palms were warm, and his fingertips gently caressed her skin.

"Are you really going to leave me here alone?"

"if not?"

Lu Qingqian's voice was a little unsteady, and she didn't dare to turn around and look at him.

Although she also wanted to go to Wushan with Chen Mo...

But it's broad daylight now!

Moreover, everyone watched as I escorted Chen Mo upstairs.

If I stay for that long, it will definitely be hard to explain.

While she was still hesitating.

Chen Mo grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her into his arms.

His chin rested on the top of her head, his voice close to her ear:

"I'm not drunk. What I said just now wasn't drunken talk."

Lu Qingqian's body froze instantly, and she even slowed her breathing.