Be a Good Boy and Marry Me-Chapter 8 - Four Sisters-in-law, Come Quickly, My Fourth Brother is Drunk _1
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Li Jinyao frowned, “Your audacity is truly growing.”
Song Yunque took a sip of his red wine and casually remarked: “With Grandfather Mo backing us, what’s there to be afraid of? Besides, we’re doing this for Shiting’s lifelong happiness, right, Brother Lu?”
“Hmm.”
Lu Cong nodded, smiling.
As the two chatted, Li Jinyao suddenly stood up. “I have something to do. I’ll leave first.”
“No way! At this critical moment, you’re leaving? Without you, how are we going to get Shiting drunk?”
Song Yunque was flustered.
Li Jinyao patted his shoulder, “Keep it up!”
He threw out this perfunctory encouragement and left faster than anyone else could.
Song Yunque cried out in despair, “This is terrible. The best drinker ran off. Brother Lu, what do we do now?”
Lu Cong adjusted his glasses, nonchalantly suggesting, “How about we spike his drink?”
“Spike his drink? Right!”
Song Yunque’s face lit up, and he chuckled gleefully towards Lu Cong, “Brother Lu, I didn’t expect you, a renowned medical expert, to suggest such a sneaky plan. Truly, we are brothers.”
Lu Cong: “Hehe!”
His family surely didn’t have such silly genes.
Half an hour later, Mo Shiting arrived, with an aura of chilliness.
He observed Lu Cong and Song Yunque alone in the room and noticed the absence of Gu Li. He raised an eyebrow, “Where is everyone?”
Song Yunque evasively replied, “Li Jinyao had to leave, and the eldest brother didn’t come.”
Mo Shiting narrowed his eyes, “Think carefully before you answer.”
Song Yunque immediately cringed, guiltily retracting his neck, “Shiting, I was wrong. Your wife is not here. It was wrong of me to deceive you.”
Upon saying this, he immediately sent a distress signal to Lu Cong.
Lu Cong amicably intervened, “It’s been a while since we last saw you and we had no choice but to resort to such measures to get you here. As an apology, we’ll each drink three shots. Would that be alright?”
Hearing this, Mo Shiting backed off from chastising Song Yunque.
He took a seat next to them and started drinking, one cup after another, not stopping until he was drunk. His unusual behavior left the conspirators dumbfounded.
It was strange. He doesn’t usually drink this much, does he?
Why is he behaving so strangely today?
So, do we spike the drink or not?
…
Gu Li was at home, working on the finale of “Beautiful Master”.
At that moment, her phone, which was lying nearby, rang.
She picked it up and saw it was a call from Mo Shiting.
He wouldn’t be calling this late just to ask her to return to the villa, would he?
In his dreams!
Did he think she, Gu Li, was at his beck and call?
Gu Li decided to ignore the call and put the phone down.
However, the caller was persistent and called over and over again.
She had no choice but to answer, “Quickly say what you want!”
A unfamiliar male voice came through, “Fourth sister-in-law, I’m Song Yunque, Shiting’s cousin. Shiting is drunk. You should come quickly or he’ll be whisked away by some hussy. The address is…”
The man babbled on and on. In the end, without waiting for Gu Li to respond, he hung up.
Gu Li was left in confusion.
She initially wanted to ignore it, but she couldn’t put her mind at ease. So, she put on a coat, grabbed her car keys, and went out.
On the other hand,
Song Yunque slipped his cell phone back into his pocket and whistled towards the tipsy Lu Cong, “Brother Lu, let’s go. Fourth sister-in-law will be here soon.”
“What’s the rush?”
Lu Cong leisurely stood up, took a bottle of wine from the table, walked over to Mo Shiting, who was sleeping on the couch, and without hesitation, poured out the contents onto him.
Good, now he’ll have to take off his dirty clothes…
Song Yunque was puzzled, “Brother Lu, why did you pour wine all over Shiting?”
Lu Cong rolled his eyes at him, “You really are as stupid as they say.”
“What do you mean?”
“Figure it out yourself.”
After speaking, Lu Cong no longer paid attention to Song Yunque and turned to leave.
“Hey, explain it to me──”
Song Yunque quickly followed.
…
When Gu Li arrived at the bar, there was only Mo Shiting in the large room.
