At most, just have a few more drinks and get to know them first.
At this moment, Zhou Yuwen felt like he was getting screwed over by Brother Dong again.
Because his relatives weren't very reliable, it ended up with only Zhou Yuwen getting quite familiar with the bride's relatives. At this point, everyone would say, it's a joyous day, you're the groom's representative, you should drink more.
Zhou Yuwen quickly waved his hand to indicate he couldn't drink much.
"That won't do, you're the representative!"
Someone coaxed, supposedly because it's a happy occasion, there should be nothing wrong with having a couple more drinks.
But Zhou Yuwen wasn't stupid; this wasn't his happy occasion, so what's the point of him drinking so much?
While everyone else was not paying attention, Zhou Yuwen discreetly poured the white liquor under the table.
