Chapter 2192: Yun Miao 2_2

Yan Song raised his eyebrow, glancing at the man sitting beside him.

Yun Ya had said that this brother-in-law didn’t usually like such occasions, and probably wouldn’t come today. Unexpectedly, not only did he show up, but he also attended the banquet.

Does Yun Ya really understand his own brother?

Ever since Yun Miao woke up, his personality changed drastically, becoming unpredictable.

Just as Yan Song was about to speak, Yun Miao smiled lightly and said, “I’m Ji Yunmiao. It’s a pleasure to meet you all.”

Ji? There’s no Ji family in Capital City. Just as Young Master Zhao was about to scoff, a sharp-eyed friend quickly pulled him aside and whispered in his ear, “Don’t mess around. He’s the brother-in-law of Master Yan.”

What? Master Yan’s brother-in-law?

Young Master Zhao broke out in a cold sweat instantly. Everyone knew how much Master Yan doted on his wife. If they offended his brother-in-law, they’d be in serious trouble.

Young Master Zhao immediately changed his demeanor, “Oh, it’s Mr. Ji, my apologies.”

“Where is Mr. Ji currently working?” Young Master Zhao asked with a somewhat malicious look, sizing up Yun Miao from head to toe. Up close, his skin was really nice, especially those lips, so thin yet so sexy…

Yun Miao smiled nonchalantly, “Not talented, just managing some family estate, nothing compared to you all, so young and accomplished.”

Although his tone was gentle and polite, it somehow sounded displeasing…

The person beside them was checking their phone and suddenly leaned over to Young Master Zhao, whispering, “He’s Ji Yunya’s brother, recently took over the Ji Group, doing very well. His reputation and influence among the people are not to be underestimated… In short, not a simple person at all.”

Young Master Zhao ground his teeth silently. How could he not hear the sarcasm in the man’s words?

He’s just a businessman. If it weren’t for his sister marrying into the Yan Family, how could he have the qualifications to sit on equal footing with them?

“Mr. Ji is modest. To manage such a big company like the Ji Group so well, how could we compare? I like to be friends with capable people, and today I’ve decided you are my friend. Come, I toast to you.”

Immediately, someone placed a large cup in front of Yun Miao and promptly filled it to the brim with wine.

Young Master Zhao nudged the wine glass and provocatively looked at Yun Miao, “What, Mr. Ji won’t give me the honor?”

Yan Song frowned slightly.

Yun Miao chuckled, lifted the wine glass in front of him, and gave a soft shake towards Young Master Zhao, “Your kindness is hard to decline.”

With that, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one go.

Even his drinking posture was so graceful and dignified.

Yun Miao raised an eyebrow, turned the empty wine glass downwards, and lifted his other hand slightly towards Young Master Zhao, smiling, “Please.”

Young Master Zhao ground his teeth in secret. No way would he allow himself to be outdone.

“Mr. Ji, you’ve got a great tolerance for alcohol.”

Finished.

The glasses in front of the two were immediately refilled, Young Master Zhao stepped forward, looking down at Yun Miao, “This round, I toast to Mr. Ji again.”

Is this a drinking contest?

Yun Miao looked at him steadily, quietly sitting there, yet his aura hadn’t diminished at all.

Yan Song frowned, grabbed Yun Miao’s arm, and shook his head at him.

Yun Miao gently shook off Yan Song’s hand and picked up his glass.

Ten minutes later.

“Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Let’s… live freely in the earthly world… riding horses with whips….” Young Master Zhao was flushed, eyes scattered, standing haphazardly on the table cluttered with cups and plates, one hand holding a glass, the other tugging at his tie, singing nonsensically.

So embarrassed, so humiliating, his friends felt too ashamed to look at him anymore.

Meanwhile, the man opposite him still sat there elegantly and composed, creating a stark contrast with the crazy Young Master Zhao, his eyes calm and deep like an ancient well, mysterious and inscrutable.

The two drank a full three bottles of old Baijiu, and the Zhao family made one had long been drunk into a heap, whereas this man, still with a calm demeanor, how great was his capacity for liquor?

The crowd looked at him with eyes full of astonishment and dread.

Yun Miao was twirling a wine glass in his hand, with a faint smile at his lips. When it came to drinking, he was never afraid.

“Come on… another round, fill it up.” With a “clang”, Young Master Zhao slammed his glass onto the table, drunkenly pointing at Yun Miao, “I, Zhao Hong… never… never submitted to anyone in my life, you you count as one, today… we won’t… won’t go home sober.”

In the end, Zhao Hong was so drunk that he started taking off his clothes while singing and dancing, causing all the male guests to point and stare at him.

Yan Song shook his head helplessly and capped Yun Miao’s wine glass, “Stop drinking.”

Yun Miao raised an eyebrow but eventually withdrew his hand.

Seeing Zhao Hong in such a drunk and disorderly state, Yan Song instructed a servant, “Help Young Master Zhao go rest, and assign someone to watch him, prevent any incidents, and also contact the Zhao family’s driver.”

The incident among the male guests quickly reached Yun Ya. Upon learning that Yun Miao had drunk down a frivolous young master Zhao who was publicly humiliated, Yun Ya shook her head with a smile, thinking this Zhao fellow must have offended Miaomiao.

She didn’t expect Miaomiao would attend today, let alone join the banquet, drink like ordinary men. It was something she never dared to imagine before.

Sifting through her momentarily complex thoughts, Yun Ya instructed Ah Yun, “Later escort my brother to my room, prepare a bowl of hangover tea for him. Drinking so much isn’t going to feel good regardless. I’ll check on him once I finish here.”

Ah Yun replied with a smile and hurriedly went out.

Yi Peilan sat next to Yi Suchen, only separated by Yi Suchen from Yun Ya, and she had a keen ear, catching all of what was said, finding herself a bit lost in thought.

“Peilan? What are you thinking about?” Yi Suchen nudged her arm.

Yi Peilan snapped back to reality, quickly replying, “N-nothing.”

Yi Suchen smiled, “Don’t go back tonight, stay and keep me company….”

Yi Peilan originally wanted to refuse outright, but for some reason, she nodded against her better judgment, “Alright….”

“My stomach isn’t feeling well, I’ll just run to the bathroom.” With that, she dashed out like the wind.

Yi Suchen shook his head helplessly, “This child, what’s gotten into her?”