Chapter 181, It might be brought back from the trash can (Fourth update)

Upon hearing that, Ji Mingqian naturally couldn’t refuse.

He chuckled softly and joked, "My endorsement fee is quite high, though."

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, "No friends’ discount?"

"There is one," he said, "A nine-nine percent discount."

Feng Yi laughed and cursed, "Get outta here."

"Ji Mingqian, come get your bowl and chopsticks," Ye Jiuliang commanded without any politeness.

Jiang Yisheng stood up and said warmly, "I’ll go, you guys keep looking for the bottle opener."

"Weird, where could it have gone?" Feng Yi grumbled.

He remembered tossing it into the drawer after they finished drinking last time.

After searching for a long time, they finally found it in the kitchen drawer.

At the dinner table, except for Jiang Yisheng who was drinking juice, everyone else was drinking alcohol.

Knowing that Li Mochan and the others couldn’t handle spicy food, tonight’s firepot was a split pot, half of it clear broth.

"Jiuliang, how long have you two known each other?" Feng Yi casually started the conversation, always feeling that Ye Jiuliang had known Ji Mingqian for a long time, not in a casual friend way but more like the bond he had with Mohan, one of life and death.

Ye Jiuliang replied, "Over a decade."

"That long?" Both Feng Yi and Jiang Yisheng were somewhat surprised by the answer.

Ji Mingqian glanced at the man who was focused on cooking meat for Ye Jiuliang, and the urge to stir trouble started twitching in his heart.

"So we can be considered childhood sweethearts too, right, Ajiu?"

Knowing he was deliberately trying to irritate Li Mochan, Ye Jiuliang simply rolled her eyes, "Eat your vegetables."

Ji Mingqian cracked a smile.

After three rounds of drinks, a bottle of alcohol quickly went empty.

Feng Yi grabbed another bottle, and Ye Jiuliang licked the corner of her lips, automatically stretching out her cup.

Such fine alcohol would be a waste not to drink a few more glasses.

Suddenly, a large hand reached out and took away her cup, "No more for you, I’ll pour you some juice."

Ye Jiuliang glanced sideways at the person next to her and shook his arm, "Just one more glass."

This time, Li Mochan didn’t indulge her and said firmly, "No, you’ve already had two glasses. Be good, I’ll get you a box of ice cream later."

Ye Jiuliang pouted and reluctantly agreed.

Across the table, Ji Mingqian wore a look of disbelief.

Was there actually someone in this world who could control Ye Jiuliang’s drinking?

A miracle indeed.

Everyone in the K organization knew that their Master Jiu loved to drink.

Suddenly remembering something, he turned his gaze to Jiang Yisheng who was quietly cooking meat and asked teasingly, "How come his tolerance is so good, and you’re so bad?"

Cousins, yet so vastly different.

Jiang Yisheng felt awkward; how was he supposed to respond to that?

"He might have been picked up from a trash can, nobody else in their family can’t drink but him," Feng Yi blurted out swiftly, divulging his secrets.

"Even Grandma Jiang can hold her liquor better than he can."

Jiang Yisheng coughed lightly, can’t he get a bit of respect?

Unaware of the glance Jiang Yisheng was giving him, Feng Yi asked with interest, "By the way, I saw the headlines last time that Asheng drank. Didn’t she go crazy on you?"

"He threw up all over Aqian," Ye Jiuliang said with a smile.

Realizing that everyone’s gaze was on him, Jiang Yisheng lowered his eyes even more as if he weren’t the person involved.

Feng Yi patted Ji Mingqian’s shoulder and laughed, "I feel sorry for you."

Ji Mingqian looked at the person opposite him who was now pretending to be an ostrich and smiled, "Indeed, you should feel sorry for me."

He was the first person ever to be puked on by him.

Hearing this, Jiang Yisheng bowed his head even lower and silently nibbled on his greens.

By the time they finished the firepot, it was already past nine o’clock.

The firepot was finished, but the trio’s drinking session wasn’t over.

Ji Mingqian was clearly picking a bone with Li Mochan, with Feng Yi on the side, purely enjoying the drama and not afraid of things getting worse.

With no alcohol left for her, Ye Jiuliang took two boxes of ice cream and joined Jiang Yisheng in the living room to watch TV.