"Is there really a Mountain Villa?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaojia and Liang Ziming were taken aback and both looked at Qin Yang. So, what he said was true?

"Hehe, I told you, how could someone Meiqing has her eyes on not have some skills."

Huang Xiaojia said with a giggle.

"I'm quite curious, Brother Qin. At such a young age, do you rely on family investment?"

Zhou Wenyu's eyes darkened slightly as he looked at Qin Yang, a hint of hostility flashing in his eyes, and he spoke with a meaningful tone.

"Actually, it's not that."

Qin Yang met Zhou Wenyu's gaze with a smile.

Just as the two were about to clash, the waiter began serving the dishes. As steaming hot dishes were placed on the table, three cases of liquor were brought in, which totaled twelve bottles.

"Brother Qin, since you're the guest from afar, let me propose a toast first."

Zhou Wenyu said with a smile, raising the glass in front of him and downing it in one go. The cup wasn't small, holding about two taels of liquor.

After drinking, Zhou Wenyu elegantly placed the cup on the table and looked directly at Qin Yang, silently challenging him not to shrink back.

Qin Yang smiled, fully aware of Zhou Wenyu's little scheme, and he promptly drained the glass of wine in front of him.

"Brother Qin, you truly have a good tolerance for alcohol."

Zhou Wenyu said with a smile, hoping that on an empty stomach, Qin Yang wouldn't last long, and people would see his drunken embarrassment.

"Haha, this amount of alcohol is nothing. But it seems the cups here are a bit small, it doesn't really hit the spot. Brother Zhou, why don't we use bigger glasses?"

Qin Yang put down his cup, shaking his head slightly as if dissatisfied, and said with a smile.

"Bigger glasses?"

Zhou Wenyu was taken aback. Regular wine glasses can hold about half a tael to two taels, this was already the largest.

While Zhou Wenyu was in a daze, Qin Yang picked up a bottle of liquor and poured it into a big glass usually used for soft drinks, filling it with half a catty.

"Brother Zhou, drinking with these types of glasses is truly enjoyable. Let me toast to you, thanking you for taking care of my Meiqing in the past."

Qin Yang said with a smile, then raised the drink glass and downed the half catty of liquor.

"Wow, cousin-in-law, you're so impressive."

Liang Ziming's eyes lit up as he said.

"Qin Yang, you really can drink, huh."

Huang Xiaojia said in surprise, noticing that after drinking seven taels, Qin Yang's face showed no signs of redness or breathlessness.

Long Meiqing, on the other hand, didn't notice this; she was blushing because Qin Yang referred to her as "my Meiqing." This guy really knows how to play the role.

At this moment, Zhou Wenyu's face sank a bit, partly due to Qin Yang's words, and also because he'd already had two taels; drinking another half catty on an empty stomach didn't sit well with his stomach.

However, he couldn't not drink now. He had just toasted the other party, and they drank immediately. If he didn't drink when it was his turn, wouldn't it be showing cowardice?

"Haha, Brother Qin is right, drinking with these glasses is more satisfying."

Zhou Wenyu chuckled. He certainly couldn't show cowardice; who knows, maybe this guy is just pretending. As for drinking capacity, he had quite a lot of confidence in himself.

So, Zhou Wenyu poured himself a glass using the big drink cup, raised it, and imitated Qin Yang by drinking it all in one go.

However, his drinking speed was noticeably slower than Qin Yang's, and as the fiery 53-degree liquor entered his stomach, it immediately went to his head.

"Haha, let's eat."

With a total of seven taels of liquor in his stomach, Zhou Wenyu's stomach began to churn, but he still maintained a nonchalant expression as he spoke.

Qin Yang smiled and didn't press further. He couldn't help but admit that the duck here was really good—crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and truly delicious.

"Meiqing, have some more."

Qin Yang smiled as he added some dishes to Long Meiqing's plate.

This scene made Zhou Wenyu's eyelids twitch.

"Cousin-in-law, you're really good to my cousin."

Liang Ziming seemed to increasingly approve of Qin Yang.

"Young, rich, and attentive, what a good man. Qin Yang, do you have any friends like that to introduce to me?"

Huang Xiaojia eyed Qin Yang and said with a giggle.

Hearing this, Zhou Wenyu's handsome face turned somewhat unpleasant. His family background, his impressive education—those things he prided himself on didn't seem to give him any edge in front of Qin Yang. This was his first time feeling so frustrated.

"Come, Brother Qin, let's have another drink."

With some food in his stomach, Zhou Wenyu regained his confidence and raised his glass towards Qin Yang. He couldn't let this guy outdrink him in everything; he was set on this drink today.

"Alright."

Qin Yang smiled and nodded, then filled his drink glass with liquor again and downed another half catty.

Seeing this, Zhou Wenyu's mouth twitched. His limit was six or seven catties, but that was while eating food and drinking gradually. At this guy's drinking pace, he'd be lucky to handle three catties without getting sick.

"Brother Qin, you're truly hearty, I'll join you."

Zhou Wenyu could only bite the bullet and drink all the liquor in his glass. Now, including the seven taels he drank earlier, he had consumed a total of one catty and two taels, and with the rapid pace of drinking, he began to feel a bit flushed, with a hint of intoxication in his eyes.

In contrast, Qin Yang's eyes remained dark and bright, seemingly unaffected by the drinks he had consumed.

"Brother Zhou, Qin Yang, you should eat more food and drink a little less alcohol."

Seeing the two drinking like it's water, Long Meiqing advised.

"It's rare to hit it off with Brother Qin, how can we not drink to our hearts' content?"

Zhou Wenyu gritted his teeth, glanced at Qin Yang, unwilling to lose out even in drinking. He filled the plastic cup with liquor again and downed it.

Qin Yang smiled, doing the same by filling his cup again and drinking it all.

At this point, Zhou Wenyu's face was flushed red, clearly showing signs of intoxication. Since he hadn't eaten much food, nearly two catties of liquor churned in his stomach, with the alcohol rushing to his head.

Zhou Wenyu hastily ate a few bites, but before long, he saw Qin Yang raising his glass again, realizing things were not looking good.

"Come on, let's have another round together."

Qin Yang said with a smile to everyone.

Huang Xiaojia, Long Meiqing, and Liang Ziming all raised their glasses. Zhou Wenyu had no choice but to put down his chopsticks, fill his glass, and raise it.

"I'll finish mine, you take your time."

Qin Yang said with a smile, then once again downed another half catty in one go.

This way of drinking was really straightforward, with no extra movements—half a catty down the hatch just like that, it was truly impressive.

"Cousin-in-law, you're so awesome."

Liang Ziming stared at Qin Yang with admiration.

Seeing Qin Yang down another round, Zhou Wenyu's face turned somewhat grim. He now seriously doubted that engaging in a drinking contest with this guy might have been a mistake; with such strong liquor, it was as if he were drinking plain water.

But since Qin Yang drank, Zhou Wenyu, unwilling to lose face, could only grit his teeth and finish the liquor in his glass too.

"Wow."

Another half catty of liquor entered his already burning stomach, immediately triggering a strong urge to vomit. In the end, with no regard for face, he quickly pulled out his chair and rushed to the bathroom.

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