Chapter 318 - Youre Finally Acting Like A Man
Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âI bumped into her recently when I was having dinner a few days ago. She seemed prettier and appeared to be very graceful too.â
âAfter a few years overseas, indeed she became more attractive.â
âHmph, so what if she did? That ruthless and callous woman is a curse to any man.â
When Fang Jiayin left three years ago, Yan Rusheng drowned his sorrows with alcohol every night. He also picked up the habit of smoking during that period too.
They all grew up together, and it was the first time they had seen him so dejected and depressed.
So everyone started unanimously detesting Fang Jiayin to show their friendship.
Previously, everyone regarded her as their goddess.
âAre we here to celebrate Ming Anshengâs birthday or to gossip about women?â
The usually reticent Jiang Zhuoheng had spoken up, and he sounded rather cold and annoyed.
Everyone had some basic understanding of Yan Rusheng and Wen Xuxuâs unexpected marriage.
They all thought that Xuxu and Jiang Zhuoheng were the perfect couple. But alas, Grandmother Yanâs last wishes had split them up.
Wen Xuxu was already married to Yan Rusheng, but they kept harping on Yan Rushengâs old flame. No wonder Ah Heng had flared up; he was usually very protective of Xuxu. He must have felt that talking about Fang Jiayin was unfair to her.
Immediately, everyone changed to another topic. âMing Ansheng, itâs your birthday today. Shouldnât you give a toast to each person here?â
Ming Ansheng smiled, âNaturally, I will.â
He was already prepared to get totally drunk tonight.
It was rare for everyone to meet up at a gathering. And not just him; it seemed like no one else would be spared from drinking tonight.
Ming Ansheng started toasting everyone and created a commotion as a result.
Jiang Zhuoheng sat at a corner with a glass in his hand, gazing at Yan Rusheng who was sitting a short distance away.
Yan Rusheng could sense Jiang Zhuohengâs stare. As he turned his head, their eyes met. Both of their expressions seemed to freeze as they eyed each other coldly.
In Yan Rushengâs heart, Jiang Zhuoheng was also one of the culprits behind Wang Daqinâs death.
If he hadnât planned a birthday celebration for Xuxu, Grandmother wouldnât have left the house.
Even though he knew that there was no way of escaping that accident or foreseeing it... it was either Grandmother or Xuxu...
Both of them were lost in their own thoughts, and their loud surroundings seemed to have no effect on them.
After a while, Jiang Zhuoheng curled his lips and raised his glass towards Yan Rusheng. âThird Yan, itâs been a long time since we had a drink together.â
He didnât raise his voice, but Yan Rusheng could still hear his every word despite the chaos and noise.
He pressed the wine glass to his lips and took a sip.
The corners of Yan Rushengâs lips curled into a cursory smile. âNo matter how hard you train, you can never beat me at drinking.â
He grabbed the nearest wine bottle and began pouring the wine directly into his mouth.
His competitor was Wen Xuxuâs first love, the man who made her experience her first awakening of love. She had loved him for years, and he couldnât rest easy at the thought of it.
I have to prove that Iâm stronger and better than him!
Jiang Zhuoheng was a mild-tempered person with little desire to compete. He didnât even raise his voice when he lost his temper.
But when he heard Yan Rushengâs taunts, something exploded inside of him, and he couldnât take it anymore. He started pouring alcohol down his throat too.
The strong liquor burned his throat, but his heart burned even more.
The alcohol spilled down their chins and down their chests as they competed against each other.
Everyone quickly fell silent, and all eyes were staring at them in disbelief.
These two love rivals were finally at war!
Yan Rusheng had started drinking earlier, and he finished first too. He put down the bottle and watched Jiang Zhuoheng as he finished his as well. He smirked with contempt. âHa. Jiang Zhuoheng, youâre finally acting like a man.â