"There was a problem at your dad's company," Auntie Shen said.
"Are you guys discussing the wedding?" Song Chuyi asked.
"Mm, yeah. We just counted the number of guests from Yangzhou," Yan Lei said. "However, there isn't a lot. Just a few relatives."
"Oh." Song Chuyi massaged his glabella. "Then you guys chat first. I've just had some red wine, so I'm going upstairs to rest."
"Go ahead and rest." Yan Lei waved his hand. After watching him go upstairs, he smiled at Changqing. "I thought Chuyi can't drink? What did you guys do, drinking? If you want to drink, come back earlier next time and drink with me."
"He would definitely collapse after a cup of your wine." Changqing said with a grin, "It was just a little red wine."
"Yo, even red wine? You two really know how to enjoy life," Yan Lei teased.