Transmigrated Son-in-law

Watching the commotion was not that big of a deal, someone excitedly asked, "What, what's the matter, what's the good show?"    

"It's the same for women."    

When they saw Qin Yuxin's face, they were instantly stupefied. They muttered to themselves, "Will we be able to bring this beauty away if we win? I also want to participate."    

The ladies on the other hand shook their heads in jealousy, "Fox spirit!"    

Qin Yuxin heard a few sentences and could not help but feel helpless. She was also wronged. For some unknown reason, someone came over to strike up a conversation with her. Forget it.    

Several waiters quickly carried a few boxes of vodka to the two of them and put them on the table. As they were about to start drinking, Yang Xuan picked up a bottle and opened it with one hand.    

Then he looked at a few more boxes of wine and said, "I'm afraid these boxes are a bit too few."    

Brother Hu's eyelids jumped when he saw this. So much wine, yet he still thought it was too little. Did he meet a wine god or was he just pretending to be cool?    

Yang Xuan directly blew on the bottle, then said to Brother Hu, "Let's not make things too bad. Take it from the box, finish the bottle and put it on the table. At that time, we will count the number of the bottles."    

As he spoke, he raised his head and finished a bottle of vodka in less than a minute, shocking everyone who was familiar with the surroundings.    

Vodka is alcohol in water, so drinking vodka is tantamount to drinking alcohol directly. Would it not perforate your stomach to drink it?    

After finishing one bottle, Yang Xuan put the bottle on the table, wiped his mouth and said, "I finished one bottle."    

Brother Hu was stunned. Seeing so many people surrounding them, he immediately decided to not submit even if he drank until he was hospitalized. Otherwise, would he still be able to stay in this place?    

Thus, he followed suit and raised his head, letting out a deep gurgle.    

The moment the wine entered his throat, he felt uncomfortable. This was completely different from the taste of white wine, but it had already been agreed that it would be shameful to go back on his word in front of so many people.    

After drinking one bottle with great difficulty, Brother Hu's face quickly turned red. He casually placed the bottle on the table and gasped: "What's so great about it? I also drank one bottle."    

"Formidable, it really is brother." Yang Xuan gave a thumbs up, then opened another bottle.    

"I finished another bottle. Brother Hu, feel free."    

Yang Xuan wouldn't get drunk even if he kept drinking until his stomach was full. Back then, when he received the alcohol training, Yang Xuan was able to beat the instructor.    

The instructor said that Yang Xuan was so good at drinking. He had never seen Yang Xuan drink before, so Yang Xuan guessed that it was probably because he had the Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Technique.    

"I can't lose." Brother Hu clenched his teeth and had his subordinate open another bottle. Then, he started to blow the bottle again.    

Halfway through, Brother Hu couldn't take it anymore. He had no choice but to open his mouth wide and drink half of it, barely finishing the second bottle. His clothes were all soaked and reeking of alcohol.    

"Damn, this person is really not good. After making such a loud noise, the second bottle has already begun to act like a scoundrel." The surrounding people discussed animatedly, but Brother Hu just pretended not to hear them.    

His underling also viciously said to the surroundings, "What are you guys shouting about, do you believe me if I beat you up again?"    

However, there was a saying that goes "the law does not punish the people". A few individuals might be afraid of Brother Hu and the others, but hundreds of people surrounded them and did not cower as they continued to discuss loudly.    

Brother Hu immediately stopped his lackeys, preventing them from starting a conflict with the people around them.    

He only stared at Yang Xuan and said, "Little brother, can you still drink? If you can still drink, please drink. If you can't drink, just admit defeat. I am magnanimous, so I won't bother with you."    

He clearly came to cause trouble, and said it as if it was Yang Xuan's fault.    

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Of course I don't have a problem with that."    

As he spoke, he picked up the third bottle and continued to drink it with a relaxed expression, as if he was drinking water.    

The problem was, even if it was just drinking water, he couldn't drink three bottles in a row. Those who liked to drink alcohol all applauded Yang Xuan.    

After placing the third bottle on the table, Yang Xuan extended his hand and made a gesture of "please".    

Brother Hu didn't say anything for a long time. He really couldn't drink anymore.    

"It doesn't matter if you can't drink it. Just admit defeat. I'm generous, so I won't bother with you." Yang Xuan replied with the same words. It was obvious that he was mocking Ye Zichen.    

The surrounding people roared with laughter.    

Then there was the pot-bellied boss who wore a donkey tag belt and said to Yang Xuan, "Bro, do you have any interest in working here? Just be my assistant. I'll give you 30,000 yuan for a month. Work is to go out with me to eat and drink. It's very easy."    

The culture of China's dining tables was very popular. Sometimes, being able to drink could solve a lot of problems. Usually, the boss would have someone who would specifically block the liquor and bring them whenever there was a meal.    

Yang Xuan refused with a smile.    

At this time, A Gang displayed the status of a qualified lackey. He immediately stood up and cursed, "Are you drinking alcohol or not? It's easier than drinking water!"    

"You mean I'm up to something? This wine is all from bars. If we haven't even touched it, how are we to deal with it? "    

"Who knows, maybe the bar is also on your side." A'Tie knew that he was being rude, so he continued to talk nonsense.    

The people from the bar couldn't sit still any longer. Immediately, a manager came out and said, "We are absolutely fair, and there's no need to mess around. If you don't believe me, you can mix the two drinks."    

Brother Hu didn't say anything, he shut his mouth and quickly adjusted his pace.    

Some people in the surroundings booed, "Can you drink or not? Don't drink and quickly admit defeat. There are so many reasons."    

Brother Hu pretended not to hear it and let A'Gang continue his heckling.    

After wrangling for a long time, the bar finally changed its direction. They moved the place where both sides were betting to the middle of the bar and turned on the lights so that everything could be seen clearly.    

After that, he opened all the wine and invited the surrounding customers to disrupt the process and randomly deliver the wine to the two of them.    

After everything was settled, Yang Xuan asked, "Is it ready? Then I'll start drinking first?"    

Qin Yuxin looked worriedly at Yang Xuan, leaned close to Yang Xuan and whispered, "Don't drink so much, it's bad for the body. Why don't I drink with him?"    

What a joke, what status did Qin Yuxin have? If he forced her to accompany him for a drink, what face would Yang Xuan have to meet Qin Muhai? He could just jump off the building.    

He also said in a low voice, "I'm fine. Look, I drank him half to death."    

Qin Yuxin immediately stopped talking. Although she was still worried, she was very smart and didn't order Yang Xuan not to drink. She knew that she could bully Yang Xuan in private, but she couldn't tear him down at this moment.    

Immediately, a bystander casually took out a bottle of wine from a table on the side and gave it to the waiter before handing it to Yang Xuan under everyone's gaze.