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After a while, the maid who had left earlier returned to the hall and said to Zhang Liang and Yang Bao with a smile, "Master, dinner is ready. You can go to the dining room now."

Zhang Liang's smile brightened when he heard this.

He nodded, then looked at Yang Bao who was sitting opposite him and said jokingly, "Brother Yang, let's go. Didn't you just say that you were looking forward to tasting the cooking skills of my chef? Now's your chance."

After hearing this, Yang Bao smiled and nodded.

He stood up together with Zhang Liang, and the two walked side by side, led by Zhang Liang, towards the dining room.

As they walked, the air seemed to be filled with the tempting aroma of food, which made people's mouths water.

After passing through several corridors, they soon arrived at the elegantly decorated and brightly lit dining room.

The table was already filled with delicious dishes, each of which exuded a mouth-watering aroma. It was obvious that the chefs had used their best skills to welcome this distinguished guest.

After Zhang Liang sat down, he looked around and found that Qin Youlan and other ladies had not appeared. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He frowned slightly, then asked, "Where are the others? Where did they go?"

The maid beside her heard the question and immediately replied respectfully, "Master, the ladies said you were entertaining guests and they didn't want to disturb you, so they went to the courtyard to eat."

After hearing this, Zhang Liang narrowed his eyes, as if he understood the intentions of his sisters-in-law, who wanted to create a more private and undisturbed dining environment for him and Yang Bao.

He nodded and said, "I understand. Bring me the bottle of wine I treasure. We need to celebrate tonight."

Hearing Zhang Liang's words, the maid immediately turned around and walked quickly outside.

A few minutes later, she returned to the dining room carefully holding a bottle of beautifully packaged wine and gently placed it on the table in front of Zhang Liang and Yang Bao.

Zhang Liang picked up the bottle of carefully selected wine and showed it to Yang Bao with a smile on his face. "Brother Yang, this is my treasured wine. We must not leave until we are drunk tonight!"

After hearing this, Yang Bao's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he nodded without hesitation, "Okay! Then I'm going to have a blast tonight, and I'm going to make sure you, Brother Wang, get drunk too!"

He said this half jokingly.

Zhang Liang laughed heartily upon hearing this and responded confidently, "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. My drinking capacity has been tested."

After saying that, he skillfully pulled out the cork from the bottle, and the rich aroma of wine instantly spread, adding a touch of elegance to the meal.

Then, Zhang Liang poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Yang Bao opposite him. The two glasses collided gently in the air, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Yang Bao took the wine glass, first leaned in and took a light sniff, then an intoxicated expression appeared on his face. He exclaimed: "It really is a good wine. The aroma alone is enough to make people intoxicated. I really can't wait to taste it."

After saying that, Yang Bao no longer hesitated and drank the wine in the glass. His generosity and joy were beyond words.

Zhang Liang looked at Yang Bao's satisfied expression after drinking deeply, smiled slightly, and gently reminded him, "Brother Yang, although I know this wine is rich and tempting, please don't enjoy it alone."

"These delicacies are also the careful work of the chefs. You may want to try them."

After saying that, he picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

Upon hearing this, Yang Bao quickly put down the empty cup in his hand, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dish that was delicious and put it into his mouth.

After chewing it carefully, he nodded with satisfaction and praised: "It is just as Brother Wang said. Your chef's skills are really first-class. This dish is extremely delicious."

Zhang Liang smiled delightedly at the compliment and nodded slightly in thanks, "Then I have to thank you on behalf of my chefs."

After that, the two began a relaxed and pleasant conversation accompanied by fine wine and delicious food.

As time went on, the atmosphere in the dining room gradually reached a climax.

Yang Bao had obviously drunk a little too much. He looked dizzy, his eyes were blurry, and there was a satisfied yet slightly tired smile on the corner of his mouth.

In contrast, although Zhang Liang's face flushed slightly, he remained sober and calm, and his behavior was still elegant and proper, as if those few glasses of wine had not had much effect on him.

Zhang Liang noticed Yang Bao's condition. He smiled and shook his head, as if lamenting that the power of alcohol should not be underestimated.

He stood up gently, walked steadily to Yang Bao's side, bent down, and said in a gentle but firm voice: "Okay, I think we've done enough for today, let's stop here."

When Yang Bao heard this, although he was a little reluctant, he nodded obediently and tried to stand up, but he seemed a little powerless because he was drunk.

Seeing this, Zhang Liang quickly stretched out his arm, supported him firmly, and helped him stand firmly.

Then, Zhang Liang grabbed Brother Yang's arm with one hand, gently supported his back with the other hand, and carefully led him to the door.

When he reached the door, Zhang Liang turned to the servants waiting nearby and said, "Your young master drank a little too much today. Please take good care of him and don't let anything happen to him."

Upon hearing this, the servant immediately nodded in agreement. He walked forward and took over from Zhang Liang to support Yang Bao.

Zhang Liang let go of his hand and watched the servant slowly help Yang Bao onto the carriage, making sure he was seated safely and comfortably.

As the wheels turned, the carriage gradually went away. Zhang Liang watched the carriage disappear into the night with a faint smile and a hint of relief on his face.

Zhang Liang turned and walked into the mansion, his steps relaxed and steady.

However, after taking a few steps, he saw Qin Youlan standing there with a smile on her face, her eyes seemingly waiting for him.

"Sister-in-law, have you finished your meal?"

Zhang Liang asked with a smile, his tone filled with concern and warmth.

When Qin Youlan heard this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and said coquettishly, "Uncle, it's this late, who else hasn't eaten yet?"

Her voice was full of playfulness and teasing, which made Zhang Liang feel both embarrassed and amused.

Zhang Liang smiled awkwardly and scratched his head, seeming a little embarrassed.

He knew Qin Youlan was joking, but he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

At this moment, Qin Youlan raised her foot and walked lightly towards Zhang Liang.

After coming in front of him, she suddenly put her nose close to Zhang Liang and took a deep sniff.

Then she frowned, a look of worry on her face.

"Uncle, did you drink a lot of wine just now?"

There was a hint of blame and concern in Qin Youlan's voice.

She stared at Zhang Liang intently, as if trying to read the answer from his face.

Zhang Liang looked at Qin Youlan's serious expression, smiled awkwardly, and then explained: "I was happy today, so I drank a few more glasses. Sister-in-law, you don't have to worry."

He tried to ease the slightly tense atmosphere with a relaxed tone, but it obviously didn't work.

After hearing this, Qin Youlan sighed deeply, her eyes revealing a mixture of helplessness and concern.

She knew Zhang Liang's character, and once he made a decision, it would be difficult to change it, but she still couldn't help but care about his health.

"I knew it would be like this."

She said helplessly: "I made a bowl of hangover soup for you, uncle, come and drink it."

Hearing Qin Youlan's words, Zhang Liang nodded with a grateful smile on his face: "I knew that my sister-in-law was the best to me."

The words came out of his mouth with a bit of sincerity and dependence.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Qin Youlan's body trembled slightly, as if something had touched the softest part of her heart.

Qin Youlan stood there in a daze, seeming a little at a loss.

Seeing this, Zhang Liang immediately walked up to her and asked with concern, "What's wrong, sister-in-law?" His voice was full of worry and confusion.

Qin Youlan finally came back to her senses, shook her head gently, and tried to make her voice sound calmer: "Nothing, let's go."

After saying this, she turned around and walked towards the dining room, her back looking a little hurried and flustered.

A few minutes later, the two of them walked to the dining room.

There was a bowl of steaming hangover soup on the table, emitting a faint medicinal aroma and a warm scent.

Zhang Liang sat down, carefully picked up the bowl, blew gently to remove the hot steam from it, and then drank it all in one gulp.

The taste of the hangover soup spread across his tongue, with a hint of bitterness and sweetness, making him feel his body gradually regain comfort and clarity.