Moreover, since Ye Yiheng cared so much about their sister, they should be happy.
It's just that this guy has three clothes made by his sister, and they have none; thinking about it now, they truly felt depressed.
The Leng brothers urged Ye Yiheng to hurry and deliver them, while drowning their sorrows in drink.
Ye Yiheng shook his head, all four Leng brothers were emotional people, clearly none of them were favorable towards him and Yanyan. However, since the Old Prince had settled their engagement date, they had undergone such a transformation.
Approaching Leng Yu Yan, he grasped her hand that still held a wine glass.
"Drunk?"
Leng Yu Yan smiled sweetly, "Not at all, just a bit tipsy."
"How many drinks have you had?"
"Five—Liu Yun and Yin Shuang offered one, Mo Chen Ruofeng another, Mr. Ling one too, and I secretly drank two myself." Leng Yu Yan wiggled her fingers as she counted.
"You really are honest," Ye Yiheng pulled her up.
