Mr. Gu, my wife went to the men's department to register for you again.

After saying this, Han Ruoxing felt that both his father and brother were relieved at the same time.

Mo Mingxuan smiled and said, You can call a driver later. How can anyone not drink during the New Year?

Gu Jingyan glanced at him, It's New Year's Eve today, who doesn't want to have a good rest? It's better not to trouble others at this time.

This seems reasonable at first glance, but it turns out to be a problem if you think about it carefully.

Those who want to rest will naturally not come out to take orders. Those who want to make money will only want you to hire a driver.

However, Gu Jingyan didn't give Mo Mingxuan time to react, he directly picked up the glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp.

Han Ruoxing sat aside and watched without stopping.

Seeing this, Mo Mingxuan also smiled, and then drank the cup too.

Han Ruoxing picked up the wine next to him, filled it up for everyone, and said to Gu Jingyan, Give Mingxuan a drink for me. I wish him success in his work in the new year and that he will be single as soon as possible.

Gu Jingyan looked at the wine in front of him and remained silent.

Han Ruoxing glanced at him and said, If it's not convenient, then I-

Gu Jingyan took the glass of wine, glared at her, turned around, clinked the glass with Mo Mingxuan, and drank it down again.

Mo Mingxuan raised his cup to Han Ruoxing and said, I'd like to lend you some good words.

Han Ruoxing poured another glass for Gu Jingyan, This glass, please give me a toast to my eldest brother. I wish him peace, joy and wealth in the new year.

Gu Jingyan clenched his hands, Can't we respect him together?

Of course not. Everyone's blessings are different. Respecting them one by one shows that I value them.

After speaking, he looked at Gu Jingyan and said, Are you too drunk? If not, I'll do it myself.

Who said I can't do it? Gu Jingyan gritted his teeth, Save your strength to drive!

Han Ruoxing raised the corners of her lips, Okay.

So Gu Jingyan, under Han Ruoxing's instigation, toasted to everyone at the table one by one.

He even had to toast him on her behalf!

After drinking it in one round, Gu Jingyan's face was already colored.

Han Ruoxing thought it was almost done and ignored him.

Let’s chat with everyone instead.

Song Wanqian had a very good drinking capacity. He drank a lot without getting into trouble, and the more he drank, the more energetic he became.

Su Wanqin was worried beside her and kept trying to persuade him not to drink anymore.

Regarding drinking, Song Wanqian still listened to Su Wanqin. Seeing that she was a little unhappy, she said she wouldn't drink anymore, and then said, By the way, a while ago, when the Qiao family's house was foreclosed on, a friend gave it to me from inside. I brought out a photo album.”

Han Ruoxing was stunned, What photo album.

Song Wanqian said warmly, Your photo album is some photos of you when you were a child that Ms. He Yurou saved. Those people accidentally damaged the photo album when they were cleaning it up. I found someone to repair it and got it back a few days ago.

Han Ruoxing was surprised because she never knew that her mother had hidden some photos of her.

what does it look like?

She has a lot of photos of herself as a child, all of which are at Gu Jingyan's place, but they are basically photos after the age of ten, and very few before the age of ten.

Because He Yurou was very busy at work at that time, he rarely took her to take pictures. After she was ten years old, she became sensible and took pictures by herself when she wanted to, without He Yurou leading her there.

Song Wanqian said, Just wait, I'll bring it over and show it to you.

As he spoke, he got up and went to the study. After a while, he came out holding a box.

He sat down and opened the box. There was a thick photo album lying inside. The photo album looked very old, and the corners were a little damaged, but it was now stuck together and it was not in the way.

Song Wanqian turned to the first page.

Han Ruoxing moved closer.

It was a photo of an infant, which Han Ruoxing saw for the first time.

The baby inside is small, wrinkled and wrapped, with red skin, but it can be seen that she was well-raised in the womb. Even after she was born, her face looks chubby. In the photo, she is Close your eyes tightly and sleep there quietly.

this is me?

Han Ruoxing was very surprised, then smiled and said, I can't tell at all.

Song Wanqian said, You can tell, the mouth is like mine, the eyes are like your mother, the eyebrows are like me, the hair is like your mother, and the nose is exactly the same as your mother...

Han Ruoxing listened silently to Song Wanqian's description.

She was particularly curious, how could her old father look like him from her almost non-existent eyebrows?

Someone was more direct than she thought.

I think the eyebrows are more like Xuanming Erlao.

Everyone was startled.

The two elders Xuan Ming?

Han Ruoxing suddenly remembered the 2003 version of Xuanming and Ming... without eyebrows!

She darkened her face.

Mo Mingxuan and Song Tianjun also got it. After all, there was not much age difference, but Song Wanqian obviously did not.

He was still asking, What do Mr. Xuan Ming's eyebrows look like?

Mo Mingxuan suppressed laughter and did not answer.

Song Tianjun chuckled and said coolly, Everyone is like you, with eyebrows like a Taoist with one eyebrow?

Gu Jingyan...

Song Wanqian was not disturbed by this incident and continued to flip through the photo album and praise her daughter.

As the person involved, Han Ruoxing was really too embarrassed to respond shamelessly.

But Mo Mingxuan was very considerate by his side.

Song Wanqian said, This is her 100th day. Look at her big eyes. She is smart at first sight.

Mo Mingxuan said, When I didn't open my eyes before, I felt like Aunt Han. After I opened my eyes, I still felt more like you.

Song Wanqian said, Meizi He raised her well. Her face was so round when she was one year old.

Mo Mingxuan said, Children look good with some fat. I was very thin when I was a child. My grandfather always said that I came back from running away from famine.

When she was three years old, when she was covered in mud and standing next to the muddy water with a group of friends with their shoulders hunched, Song Wanqian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Mei He is so spoiled by her. Look at her, she's acting like a little clay figurine.

Han Ruoxing glanced at it, and her face suddenly burned with panic.

She couldn't remember exactly when the photo was taken. In the photo, there was no trace of her fair and clean appearance before. The whole thing was just a white dumpling that had fallen into the ashes of vegetation, and it was so dirty that she couldn't take it anymore.

She suddenly thought of the internet celebrity video, in which two little clay children hunched their shoulders, and the netizen captioned it - My mother hasn't hit me in three days.

She looked up at Gu Jingyan, wanting to see this guy's reaction, but Gu Jingyan glanced at him and made no other move.

Song Wanqian finished flipping through the photo album, put it aside, and continued drinking and chatting with this group of young people.

Song Jiayu retouched her makeup for more than half an hour. When she came out, she still wanted to stick to Gu Jingyan's side. Song Tianjun said calmly, Keep your distance and don't let me say it a second time.

Song Jiayu was startled, Brother?

Song Tianjun's eyes were cold, which made Song Jiayu's heart feel cold.

They obviously grew up together, so why did he and her become like this as soon as Han Ruoxing came back?

Han Ruoxing didn't know about this, and was quite puzzled as to why Song Jiayu was so calm after returning from putting on makeup.

But she didn't care anymore because she found that Gu Jingyan seemed drunk.

He secretly hooked her finger under the table and whispered, Axing, I want to go home. (End of Chapter)