ased as she stared at Dong Yan. "I think you’ve had enough now, we’re here eating and you keep making a scene for no reason. In my opinion, you're just jealous that Ning Jie looks prettier than you.""...Chapter 1187: Can I Just Beat Him Up

"Of course, the wine here is definitely the best in Beijing!" Zhu Yi said as he walked into the tavern. But just as he stepped through the door, something struck him as odd, "Wait a minute, what did you just call me"

"Pighead!" Xia Tian lazily replied.

Zhu Yi's face immediately darkened with frustration, "How did I become a pighead"

"Oh, originally I wanted to call you Old Zhu, but three characters are too troublesome. So I abbreviated it to Pighead." Xia Tian had plenty of justification.

Zhu Yi was almost at the end of his rope, "Listen here, you can call me Old Zhu or even Old Man Zhu if you want, just don't call me a pighead!"

"I can't. I think Pighead is a good nickname. If you're not convinced, then we could have a fight. If you win against me, I won’t call you a pighead anymore." Xia Tian said lazily.

Zhu Yi was on the verge of banging his head against a wall. How did he end up dealing with such an unreasonable little guy

"Mr. Zhu, you're here… Ah Mr. Zhu, your leg…" A voice called out, but halfway through, it turned into an exclamation.

"Old Du, my leg has recovered and I've come to drink in celebration. Bring me a jar of the best Daughter Red, no problem" Zhu Yi continued where he left off.

"No problem at all, absolutely no problem! Mr. Zhu please take a seat first, I'll be right back!" The speaker was a man in his fifties with an average build; he looked quite ordinary, but now appeared very excited. He said that and then rushed into the house.

"Come here, kid, sit down, sit down. The good wine will be here soon." Zhu Yi招呼著Mei'er, as for Xia Tian, Zhu Yi decided to have less dealings with this brat to avoid being driven to the brink of death by him.

“How can there not be a signboard in such a place” Mei'er asked curiously after sitting down.

"Good wine doesn't need a signboard," Zhu Yi replied. "Kid, I have to tell you that here we have the most authentic Red Daughter Wine. I guarantee you've never tasted anything like it before."

Just as he was saying this, Old Du had already brought over a jar of wine: "Mr. Zhu, this is my oldest vintage of Red Daughter Wine, genuinely aged for thirty years. You and your friends can take your time drinking it. I'll go get some snacks to go with the wine."

"Alright, old Du, thanks!" Zhu Yi took over the jar and opened it; instantly, a pleasant aroma of wine filled the air.

“Huh This wine smells really good!” Xia Tian reached out and snatched the jar, pouring himself a bowl. Then he poured Mei'er a bowl as well. Next, he picked up his bowl and gulped it down in one go, "It's really quite delicious. Wife Mei'er, you should try some too!"

"Pour me some, pour me just a little bit; I want to try it," Zhu Yi urged.

Xia Tian did actually pour Zhu Yi a small amount and then proceeded to pour himself another bowl which he downed in one gulp.

“Why are you only giving me such a tiny amount” Zhu Yi was thoroughly annoyed, “This isn’t even filling the bottom of my bowl!”

"You asked for just a little bit. Of course I gave you just a small portion," Xia Tian argued confidently. Then he poured himself another bowl and said to Mei'er: "Wife Mei'er, taste it yourself and see if you like it."

Mei'er did indeed pick up her bowl, sipped from it, then suddenly spat out the mouthful she had taken: “Mm, I don't think it tastes good.”

"Oh, I feel relieved now." Xia Tian first gulped down all the wine in his bowl, then picked up the jar and poured it directly into his mouth.

Mei Er and Zhu Yi were dumbfounded.

It took nearly a minute for them to react.

"Hey, drink slowly or you'll get drunk!" Mei Er was still concerned about Xia Tian, worried that he might drink too much.

"Xia Tian, leave some for me! I haven't had any yet!" Zhu Yi's concern was the wine.

"Alright, I'll save some for you." Xia Tian finally put down the jar and handed it to Zhu Yi. At the same time, he belched out a mouthful of wine: "Mmm, delicious..."

Zhu Yi picked up the jar and poured himself a bowl of wine. Then, he really managed to pour just a little bit – perhaps about several dozen drops – Xia Tian indeed left only that tiny amount for him.

For a moment, Zhu Yi felt like crying but with no tears to shed; his beloved thirty-year-old red daughter wine was gone!

Picking up the bowl, he poured what was less than a mouthful of wine into his mouth and then felt even more like crying – this wine was indeed great, richer and more fragrant than any he had drunk before. But now, he couldn't drink it anymore.

"Hey girl, let's talk about something." Zhu Yi suddenly spotted the bowl of wine in front of Mei Er and his eyes lit up for a moment; he felt excited again.

However, as soon as he spoke this sentence, Xia Tian suddenly reached out and snatched the bowl of wine from in front of Mei Er. In one gulp, it was gone.

Mie at this moment finally asked, "Uncle Zhu, what's going on"

The gleam in Uncle Zhu's eyes had disappeared. He shook his head無力地: "It's fine now, but remember to remind me in the future. Never drink with your beer barrel boyfriend."

"Hey, pighead, I'm not Mie's boyfriend; I'm her husband," Xia Tian said discontentedly at this time.

Ru Yi glared angrily at Xia Tian and even felt like fighting him. This kid was really overbearing!

"Mr. Zhu, there are some dishes to go with the wine here. Please help yourselves. If you need more, I'll get them for you," said that Old Du as he walked over.

"Old Du, I don't know if the dishes are enough, but the wine is definitely not enough. Do you still have any Thirty-Year Red Girl Wine" Ru Yi asked無力地. He thought it was unlikely that Old Du had such good wine left; these kinds of wines were fewer every time they were drunk.

Old Du subconsciously looked at the jar of Red Girl Wine and quickly found out that it was already empty, causing him to hesitate for a moment before saying apologetically, "Mr. Zhu, I'm sorry. The Thirty-Year one is gone, but we still have Twenty-Year ones. Would you like some"

"Yes, of course!" Ru Yi perked up and got up quickly, "Old Du, let me go with you to get the wine!"

This time, Ru Yi decided to drink his fill in the wine cellar before coming out. However, when he arrived at the wine cellar, something that devastated him happened—Old Du told him that the wine was gone.

"It must have been that kid who stole it!" This thought popped into Ru Yi's mind. He then hurried back outside as he had anticipated and saw several empty jars on the table.

As for Xia Tian, he was currently sprawled over Mie, looking completely drunk.

"Hey Mei'er, can we talk about something" Zhu Yi started to discuss something with Mei'er again.

"Uncle Zhu, what is it this time" Mei'er was a bit puzzled.

"While this kid is drunk, could you let me beat him up" Zhu Yi glared angrily at Xia Tian who was lying in Mei'er's arms; he really wanted to thrash the guy.

"Uncle Zhu, actually, I also want to give him a beating," Mei'er looked at Xia Tian and then picked him up. "But since he is drunk now, let me take him back to rest."

"I knew you wouldn't hurt him. Forget it, forget it. At least this kid has left some ten-year-old Daughter Red for me, no one will fight with me over the wine anymore," Zhu Yi was a bit disappointed.

"Uncle Zhu, actually I wanted to talk to you about something, but now seems inconvenient. How about finding time in these few days and going to Dark Team once Then we can talk properly," Mei'er couldn't discuss with Zhu Yi after Xia Tian caused all this trouble.

"Alright, I will go," Zhu Yi agreed readily. "You take this kid away quickly so that he won’t try to fight me for the wine when he wakes up."

Mei'er nodded and didn't say anything more as she carried Xia Tian out of the tavern. Then with the fastest speed possible, she returned to outside Zhu Yi's quadrangle courtyard where her car was parked.

She placed Xia Tian in the back seat and was about to stand up when suddenly she found that she couldn’t move; Xia Tian’s hands had tightly wrapped around her waist at some point without her knowing.

Mei'er didn't mind it then, as people who were drunk acted like this. It was normal. However, when she tried to pry Xia Tian's hand away and found that she couldn’t do so and instead lost balance and fell onto him, she started to feel something wasn’t right.

Especially after finding no alcohol smell coming from Xia Tian’s mouth at all, she became even more certain of one thing – this pervert was pretending to be drunk!

"You lied to me again!" Meirou was furious and punched Xia Tian hard, "Let go of me!

"Honey, I didn't lie to you!" Seeing that he couldn't pretend any longer, Xia Tian opened his eyes and looked innocent. "I really did get drunk just now; it's just that my alcohol tolerance is quite high."

"Really" Meirou was still a bit doubtful.

"Of course, I didn’t expect to get drunk either. Normally, no matter how much I drink, I never get drunk. Perhaps I drank too quickly today, so I got slightly inebriated for a short while. But it didn't take long before I sobered up. So Meirou honey, I truly wasn't lying to you!" Xia Tian said confidently.

"Alright, I'll believe you this once." Meirou thought that his explanation was reasonable enough and decided not to press the matter further. "Let's go eat now; I heard drinking on an empty stomach makes one get drunk easily. You might have gotten drunk because of that."

"Sure, let's go eat," Xia Tian agreed readily since Zhu Yi wasn't around to be a third wheel anymore.

Meirou didn’t say anything more and drove Xia Tian away. She found a seemingly decent restaurant nearby and they sat down for lunch in a private booth.

Halfway through their meal, Xia Tian's phone rang.

Picking up the call, he saw it was Shi Pengfei on the line and answered: "Hello, what is it"

"Doctor of Summer, regarding the matter we told you about last time, there’s been a development. They want Xiao Bei to place the documents in a storage box at a supermarket and send them the barcode through local courier service." Shi Pengfei's voice was low. "What should we do now"

"I understand this matter; I'll arrange it first and get back to you later," Xia Tian casually said before hanging up, as he wasn’t very concerned about it at the moment. He felt that finishing lunch with Meirou was more important. as usual, in a conservative dark-colored suit, but Yun Qing's pretty face was slightly flushed and her beautiful phoenix eyes were sparkling with anger. This rage clearly wasn't directed at Xia Tian,...