The man was still moving his body passionately to the rhythm when suddenly someone sat down beside him.
He was somewhat dizzy from drinking and saw that it was a handsome young man, so he picked up a glass and placed it in front of him, "Want to drink with uncle?"
Lin Yihang glanced at the bottle of alcohol he was holding—it was the cheapest one the bar offered.
His daughter had hooked a wealthy man, and yet his father was drinking such cheap alcohol?
Moreover, judging from his look, he seemed in desperate need of female company—the "wealthy man" didn't seem so generous after all.
"I'll buy you a drink," Lin Yihang said, lifting his inscrutable eyes, "but let's go somewhere else."
Hearing someone was offering him a drink, Ye Jian'an's eyes lit up immediately.
He wasn't afraid of the other party harming him—what would anyone want from an old, penniless man like him?
The two went to a modest tavern where Lin Yihang ordered several bottles of white liquor.