Chapter 94: This... And They’re Still Not a Couple?

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: This... And They’re Still Not a Couple?

Jiang Fan let out a long sigh. "Fine, fine."

With that, he stepped aside to let her in.

Rong Anyao chose to sit in a corner of the table, not daring to speak.

She only dared to size up the other two from the corner of her eye.

"Just ignore her. Eat what you want, drink what you want."

"She’s just being difficult."

’Jiang Fan was getting genuinely annoyed now.’

Li Muwan was coming across as completely unreasonable. He’d already explained everything and said all that needed to be said, yet she was still putting on this sulky act.

’What’s her problem? Who is she trying to annoy?’

With all the fuss, the time had unknowingly crept to 11:30.

"Come on, let’s eat. What are you waiting for? Want something to drink?"

On his way up earlier, Jiang Fan had stopped by a convenience store and bought a big bag of things, even including a case of beer.

"Um... I can have a little."

Rong Anyao said timidly.

"A little?"

Without another word, Jiang Fan opened a bottle for her.

He then casually handed Li Muwan a sports drink.

"If you can’t handle it, don’t drink."

"Who are you looking down on?!"

Li Muwan nearly slammed the table and shot to her feet. She had never been looked at with such disdain in her entire life.

"Have you forgotten the last two times?"

Jiang Fan shot her a sideways glance and sneered.

"You... Fine! I won’t drink! It’s not a big deal!"

Only then did Li Muwan show a spark of a young woman’s vitality.

She wasn’t as cold as before.

"Um, Jiang, happy birthday in advance. From now on, I’ll celebrate your birthday with you every year."

"I’ll drink to that."

Rong Anyao chugged it straight from the bottle, set the empty down, and let out a burp.

Facing Jiang Fan and Li Muwan’s dumbfounded gazes, she gave an embarrassed smile.

"Actually... I can’t really drink."

Jiang Fan’s face twitched. ’Can’t drink? She didn’t even flush or get out of breath after downing a whole bottle of beer?’

"Stop pretending. Just tell me how much you can actually drink."

"Well... I’ve had two bottles of baijiu before, and I just felt a little dizzy. I’ve never tested my limit with beer."

Rong Anyao felt a little shy under their intense stares.

"What, you can down over a liter of hard liquor and still chug beer like it’s nothing?"

"That’s some serious tolerance. I can’t believe I know a goddess of drinking."

"Come on, cheers!"

Jiang Fan, knowing his limits, didn’t try to drink as much. He found a disposable cup, poured himself a glass from the bottle, and downed it in one go.

’Trying to outdrink someone who can handle over a liter of hard liquor? Isn’t that just asking for death?’

"Come, come, eat!"

Jiang Fan’s hearty attitude seemed to affect both Li Muwan and Rong Anyao. They were no longer like before, with one acting all prim and proper and the other being so reserved.

"You know, this barbecue is actually pretty good. Where did you order it from?"

"It’s almost on par with Old Niu’s cooking."

Jiang Fan said, taking big bites of his skewers while sipping his cold beer.

"It’s from the place downstairs."

"Here, sis, have some of this."

"Their grilled pork belly is to die for."

Li Muwan grabbed a handful of pork belly skewers and placed them in front of Rong Anyao.

"Oh? Thank you, sis."

"I... You have this, sis. I’ll toast to you."

"No, no, no, drink slowly, drink slowly."

Watching the girl down the glass of beer in front of her again, Li Muwan scratched her head.

That was already her fourth bottle of beer.

Jiang Fan had only had two.

"Alright, a little bit shouldn’t hurt. I’ll join you for one."

Li Muwan picked up the bottle next to Jiang Fan and poured herself a small glass.

She raised her glass, gave a little nod, and then took a sip.

"Sis, how did you develop such a high tolerance? Can you teach me? Don’t laugh, but I’ve never been able to drink much, even since I was young."

After just one sip, Li Muwan’s cheeks instantly flushed red.

She also started talking more.

"I didn’t, I was just born with it. You’re already great, sis. Besides, you shouldn’t drink this stuff, it doesn’t even taste good."

"Otherwise, with your stunning looks, Jiang would have to worry about you whenever you go out drinking in the future."

"Oh, please. I’m already old. You’re the one who’s young and energetic, not to mention so outstandingly beautiful. You must have no shortage of admirers."

Seeing the two of them showering each other with compliments, Jiang Fan didn’t even want to lift his head.

He just focused on his skewers and his beer.

Before he knew it, he was starting to feel a bit buzzed too.

He just leaned back in his chair, watching the two of them with a flushed face.

His mind went completely blank.

"Ah, it’s already midnight."

Just then, the alarm on Rong Anyao’s phone suddenly went off.

"Happy birthday, Jiang!"

"Jiang Fan, happy birthday."

DING-DONG.

The doorbell outside also rang right on time.

"Huh? Who’s at my door now?"

Li Muwan just smiled and downed the rest of her drink.

She walked over, opened the door, and took a gift box from the delivery guy.

Rong Anyao took the opportunity to get the cake out of the fridge and place it on the side.

"A gift for you."

"A birthday needs to have all the proper rituals, no matter what."

"Jiang, this is my gift for you."

Rong Anyao shyly took a small item out of her bag. It was a doll she had made entirely by hand.

It was a small keychain charm, but the doll surprisingly looked a lot like Jiang Fan.

It even had a small red heart embroidered on its chest.

And on the back was an image of two small figures holding hands.

"Wow, sis, you’re so talented with your hands."

"Did you make this based on him? You’re so meticulous! The eyebrows, the nose—it’s a perfect match."

Looking at the small item in his hands, Jiang Fan couldn’t help but smile. "Nice, nice. I like it a lot."

As he spoke, Jiang Fan took out his keys and attached the charm to his keychain.

Seeing that Jiang Fan not only didn’t dislike it but actually treasured it, Rong Anyao beamed.

"What’s this?"

Jiang Fan asked curiously as he unwrapped the gift Li Muwan had handed him.

"Why don’t you open it and see for yourself?"

Inside the packaging was an exquisite leather belt.

"Mechanic?"

Jiang Fan was shocked when he saw the logo on it.

He had delivered things like this before as a delivery driver and courier. A single belt could cost thirty to forty thousand.

"Relax, I didn’t get you one that expensive."

Seeing Jiang Fan’s expression, Li Muwan knew the guy was worried about the cost.

"This one was cheap, just a thousand-ish. They have affordable products too."

"You’ll be wearing suits out more often in the future, or going out with me to discuss business deals. A belt is essential."

Jiang Fan had been about to refuse the gift, but after hearing her explanation, he nodded and accepted it.

"Thanks, then."

Li Muwan waved her hand magnanimously. Just as she was about to return to her seat, she tripped on her high heels.

She lost her footing and suddenly pitched forward.

The sudden turn of events happened so fast that neither Jiang Fan nor Rong Anyao had time to react.

Li Muwan fell face-first right into the cake.

Jiang Fan quickly rushed forward to help her up. "Are you okay?"

"My god, your clothes."

The cake was smeared all over Li Muwan’s chest.

Jiang Fan quickly grabbed some tissues to help her wipe it off, dabbing here and dabbing there.

He was completely oblivious to the fact that he was now touching her in sensitive areas.

Rong Anyao, standing to the side, was stunned speechless, her eyes wide.