Kryptonians come to the second dimension

Liu Qianqian said: "Fan Yun is now the branch manager of Crystal Palace and also owns some shares of Crystal Palace. She is really busy and can come over later."

"Ye Wudao, have a drink with me, I will help you and Fan Yun match up."

The House of Representatives laughed.

Who is Fan Yun? A real school beauty.

Now she owns shares of Crystal Palace and is super rich.

He is a son-in-law, and he still wants to pursue Fan Yun... a toad wants to eat swan meat!

Ye Wudao solemnly wrote the name "Liu Qianqian" on the paper.

Then, as usual, he poured a glass of wine into the basin, and then poured another glass.

Haozi hurriedly stopped him and said: "Brother Ye, I...I will drink it for you, you can't drink anymore."

Ye Wudao smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Haozi, I'm fine."

He raised his head and drank all the wine.

Soon, everyone present toasted Ye Wudao a glass of wine.

Except for two female classmates who couldn't stand it and didn't want to be in the same boat with Zhou Min, no one toasted.

Every time someone toasted, Ye Wudao would first write down their names, then pour a glass of wine into the basin, and then drink!

Now, the basin is full of wine, which means that Ye Wudao has also drunk a basin of wine.

Ye Wudao's face was red and his neck was thick, and he was shaky and might faint at any time.

Zhou Min was very happy.

So far, the smoothness of the plan has exceeded her imagination. ŴŴŴ.WenXueMi.Cc

She raised the glass and said, "Haozi, after all, we are husband and wife, we have to drink one."

"Of course, if you can't drink, I won't force you, or you can let Ye Wudao drink for you?"

There was an uproar at the scene!

What's going on? Haozi and Zhou Min are "husband and wife".

Damn it, what qualifications does Haozi, a waste, have to defile their goddess!

When they thought that Zhou Min had been pressed under this dead cripple, everyone was indescribably depressed and disgusted.

They stared at Haozi with cannibalistic eyes and started to criticize him.

"Fuck, you dead cripple, you must drink this glass of wine!"

"Zhou Min gave you face by offering you wine, don't be shameless!"

"It's okay if you don't drink it, let Ye Wudao drink it for you!"

Haozi was forced into a desperate situation, and said with red eyes: "Okay, I drink it, I drink it!"

Ye Wudao stretched out his hand to stop Haozi: "Haozi...can't drink it."

"If you drink it, your dignity will be gone."

Wang Qiang jumped up and cursed: "If you don't drink it, your life will be gone."

"Dignity or life, choose it yourself!"

Ye Wudao sneered at Wang Qiang, and then drew a big "X" on Wang Qiang's name on the list.

He poured the wine into the basin and poured another glass: "I'll drink it for Haozi!"

Drank it all in one gulp again.

At this time, he had drunk more than two kilograms of white wine.

He staggered, and finally couldn't hold on. With a plop, he fell on the table and fainted.

"Brother Ye, are you okay?" Haozi was frightened and patted Ye Wudao's back.

Huh!

Zhou Min breathed a sigh of relief.

This bastard finally fainted, and they could proceed to the next plan.

She waved her hand and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Haozi, I heard that you have cancer?"

Haozi lowered his head: "It has nothing to do with you."

When everyone heard this, their depressed mood dissipated by half.

Even if this guy slept with Zhou Min, so what? He's still going to die.

But this kind of trash, even if he dies ten thousand times, is not qualified to defile Zhou Min.

Zhou Min said: "Who said it has nothing to do with me? If you die, who will treat our daughter's illness? Who will take care of her in the future?"

"Now, I can give you a chance to use your life in exchange for Wan'er's worry-free food and clothing for the rest of her life."

Since it was about his daughter, Haozi had to take it seriously: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Min took a sip of wine: "If I jump off the tower crane at the construction site of Love in the City, I can make Wan'er rich and prosperous for the rest of her life."