Chapter 1507: 1485: Zhao Family Prodigal

Capítulo 1507: Chapter 1485: Zhao Family Prodigal

Earlier, I inadvertently suggested challenging Song Xiaodong, which was embarrassing, but then I glared and said, “Song Xiaodong, you bastard, trying to take advantage of me. You’re quite bold, aren’t you?”

Song Xiaodong chuckled awkwardly and said, “It’s just how the conversation went. Besides, you said not to bring up military relations today.”

Chu Xianling laughed, “If we’re not considering military ties, Ruonan, you should actually be more courteous to Mr. Song. He’s the Su Family Patriarch, probably similar to your grandfather in status.”

Yang Yushi also smiled and said, “Indeed, that’s how it is.”

Zhao Ruonan naturally understood this point, but she still snorted and said, “I am who I am. Family is just my background. I, Zhao Ruonan, have reached this position without relying on family connections, so I don’t need to do anything for the family or be bound by them.”

Chu Xianling laughed, “Then Mr. Song and Ruonan, let’s treat each other equally, how does that sound?”

Song Xiaodong laughed, “I’ve got no problem with that.”

Zhao Ruonan rolled her eyes and said, “Fine, I have no objections either.” Actually, she felt a bit uncertain now; if the incident were revealed, she’d be more embarrassed, but luckily, Song Xiaodong didn’t mention, “It’s not like you haven’t seen it before.”

Picking up a glass of red wine, Zhao Ruonan said, “This wine doesn’t taste good. I’ll get a bottle of Maotai.”

This place truly is a top-tier club. There’s a wine cabinet in the room filled with various famous wines, including Chinese baijiu. She stood up and walked over, taking out a bottle of Maotai.

Raising the bottle in her hand, Zhao Ruonan said, “Song Xiaodong, do you dare drink this?”

Song Xiaodong laughed, “Of course, no problem.”

“This one’s for you.” Yang Yushi tossed the bottle over and grabbed another one.

Song Xiaodong caught it casually and said, “You wouldn’t drink baijiu like beer, would you?”

“Why not?” Zhao Ruonan raised her chin and said, “I’ve told you, no cheating allowed. Drinking is just drinking. I hate it when you Inner Strength folks cheat all the time.” She glanced at Chu Xianling.

Chu Xianling chuckled slightly and said, “I don’t usually like baijiu. If you insist on me drinking, I’ll have to cheat.”

“I despise you.” Zhao Ruonan snorted and said, “Song Xiaodong, what do you say?”

“If you cheat while drinking with women, it’s just shameful.”

“Haha, now that’s more like a man. Come on, let’s have a drink.” Zhao Ruonan poured herself a glass, which could absolutely hold two taels, then raised her glass.

Yang Yushi took the bottle from Song Xiaodong’s hand and filled his glass, saying, “Dongzi, drink as much as you want. If you drink too much, I’ll take care of you.”

Song Xiaodong clinked his glass with Zhao Ruonan’s and said, “Let’s start with a drink.”

Zhao Ruonan, despite being a woman, had quite the soldier’s demeanor. So Song Xiaodong felt close to her; back in the day, he and his comrades drank like this, and now, without hesitation, he tilted his head back and finished the whole glass.

Zhao Ruonan did the same, then wiped her mouth and said, “Refreshing! This is how you drink; otherwise, what’s the point?”

Song Xiaodong and Zhao Ruonan ended up drinking to the point of oblivion. In less than an hour, each had finished a bottle.

Without cheating, they both felt quite drunk, but their spirits were high, and Zhao Ruonan’s opinion of Song Xiaodong improved significantly.

Suddenly, Song Xiaodong’s phone rang. He saw it was Shui Qinghe’s number, quickly stood up, and said, “I need to take a call.”

“Hmph, needing privacy for a call, must be up to no good.” Zhao Ruonan glared at Song Xiaodong but didn’t stop him.

Song Xiaodong reached the hallway, answering the call; Shui Qinghe’s voice immediately came through, “Brother-in-law, come get me quickly. I’m overwhelmed by someone.”

“On the second floor?”

“Yes!”

“I’ll be right over.”

Song Xiaodong hung up and turned to the three in the room, saying, “I’m going to pick up a friend, be back soon.” Then he hurriedly left.

Arriving at the second floor, Song Xiaodong found the room Shui Qinghe had entered, pushed the door open.

Inside were seven people, four men and three women, with Shui Qinghe among them.

Seeing Song Xiaodong, Shui Qinghe immediately jumped up, came to his side, and took his arm, saying, “Sorry, everyone, my friend has come to pick me up.”

Everyone in the room turned their gaze to Song Xiaodong, including a twenty-five or six-year-old man who furrowed his brow and said, “Qinghe, who is this? Aren’t you going to introduce us?”

Shui Qinghe turned to Song Xiaodong and said, “This is my boyfriend, Song Xiaodong.”

Seeing Shui Qinghe’s demeanor, Song Xiaodong could tell she hadn’t been harmed; it seemed these people were just bothering her, and she didn’t want to be there. As a beauty like Shui Qinghe, it’s certainly not uncommon for people to pursue her.

Nodding, Song Xiaodong said, “Sorry everyone, Qinghe and I have plans, we’ll be leaving now.”

“Hold on!” The young man stood up and said, “Qinghe, you’re really making stuff up. Your classmates already told me you don’t have a boyfriend, and now suddenly there’s a boyfriend; isn’t this unfair?”