Faced with so many girls joining forces against him, even those men couldn't hold their ground. In the end, the salesman who suggested drinking with the dog could only apologize repeatedly, punish himself with three drinks in front of Da Huang, and only then did the girls let him off. Otherwise, these women would have broken their own rules today.

Though none of them could really drink, having a drink or two was no problem for each, and with a dozen girls each having one or two drinks, no man could handle that.

Let's just say they picked the wrong dog to mess with.

Watching the salesman punish himself with three drinks in front of it, Da Huang looked a bit confused and then placed its paw on the leg of someone in Balenciaga, barking: "Woof!" [What are you looking at? I'm thirsty.]

Faced with Da Huang's "pervy dog paw," the girl wasn't angry but rather pleased: "Da Huang, what do you want to eat? Tell big sis, and she'll feed you."

Soon, everyone saw a dog zigzagging between tables, eating to its heart's content. It must be fed by a lady in black stockings; otherwise, if you weren't wearing them or were a man, Da Huang refused to eat and would turn and leave.

Watching the guys from the sales department fume, this dog was really something, only going after the pretty ones, huh?

All of us bachelors haven't had our chance yet, but a dog beat us to it.

Soon, several guys were searching everywhere for the dog, insisting on drinking with it till dawn, scaring Da Huang into whining and diving under a girl's skirt for cover.

Meanwhile, Su Qing, eating alone, nodded with satisfaction. Yes, keep it up like this and everyone at the company will know you're a pervy dog, and if anything happens, they won't rat me out as your owner.

With this thought, he suddenly understood why the Bodhi Ancestor severed ties with Sun Wukong back then. Clearly, the old man had foresight.

By 9:30, everyone had mostly finished eating, and even a few with things to do had left early, but their table remained buzzing with activity.

Just because Feng Yan and Old Wang returned. Indeed, Old Wang didn't leave but shamelessly joined them.

However, no one was uneasy since Old Wang's department only had Zhao Lei as an employee, so there wasn't any managerial pretense, allowing everyone to get along well.

But Old Wang seemed a bit drunk, holding his wine glass and drinking to himself, then sighing aloud.

A female colleague who was on good terms with Feng Yan jokingly said, "Brother Wang, why are you sighing? What's got you down? Tell us, and we'll help you."

"Can't help."

"You haven't even told us what's wrong, how do you know we can't help?" another plump girl retorted.

"The person I like doesn't like me back. I don't even know why, it's frustrating," said Old Wang, casting a glance at Feng Yan beside him.

Even though he was a bit tipsy, the others weren't drunk and they all let out a long, "Oh~," and then looked at the department's big sister, Feng Yan.

With everyone watching, Feng Yan didn't mince words and said directly, "Because you're ugly. Just look at yourself; you're not even old but always so scruffy. Anyone would think you're forty!"

"Brother Wang, Sister Feng says you're unkempt. Change that in the future," Su Qing, the only other man at the table, naturally helped Old Wang since he was in the know.

But Old Wang, who usually seemed sheepish, changed entirely after drinking, becoming very articulate. Not just articulate, but with a much thicker skin.

"What do you know? As long as you're ugly, everyone under the heavens is a friend. Look at me, after just one meal with a girl, I gain another friend. Isn't that great?"

Su Qing: ...

He didn't know how the meal between Old Wang and Feng Yan ended, but it probably didn't progress much, maybe he even got friend-zoned or something. Otherwise, he wouldn't be saying this.

Old Wang's words made the other girls at the table giggle, thinking this scruffy Old Wang was somewhat amusing, little knowing that this confidence was from liquid courage.

That's alcohol for you; drink too much, and it goes like this: eight hours of dizziness, infinite courage, attack speed -50%, strength +200%, male attraction +120%, female attraction +360%, pain threshold -100%, overpowering spirit +∞, side effect: automatic boasting mode.

He gained courage; Old Wang seemed to have gained something else, perhaps an infinite thick skin.

Who would have thought, seeing him so verbose, that this was someone who relied on a dog for delivering things?

"Brother Wang... if you look closely, you're really not ugly," a girl nearby comforted him.

Old Wang immediately seized the moment: "Of course, I know I'm not ugly. I'm just unusually handsome."

Su Qing: "Grass handsome?"

The girls at the table burst into laughter, holding their stomachs from laughing.

"Oh, get out of here, you're just playing around. I can't believe there's no one blind," Old Wang said in disbelief, occasionally glancing at Feng Yan.

To this, Su Qing quickly added: "Sister Feng, what do you say?"

"Me? How would I know, I'm not blind."

"Not necessarily, since love is blind, right?" Lin Miaomiao, who had been silent for a while, suddenly chimed in with a killer line.

Among the girls' laughter, Old Wang got up and gave Lin Miaomiao a thumbs up: "Young lady, you have good taste, you speak well."

Feng Yan beside him couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Even though liking someone isn't much related to looks, you have to be straightforward in your actions, sneaking around in the background isn't going to cut it."

[Sensual beauty Feng Yan doesn't actually dislike the honest Old Wang, but she's annoyed he only dares to creepily peek from behind, not daring to confess.]

[Last time, Feng Yan went for the date, but unexpectedly, it turned out Old Wang really just treated her to a meal. In the end, in annoyance, she politely turned him down again.]

Hearing this, Su Qing quickly gave Old Wang a look—she was clearly giving him hints.

This made sense; after all, Feng Yan was still a woman. You can't expect a woman to confess first, right? Besides, the hint was clear. Feng Yan knew Old Wang liked her and was waiting for him to confess, but he just wouldn't say it, frustrating her to no end.

"Then someone like me is perfect, because I'm exactly someone whose looks don't matter!"

At these words, the girls laughed so hard tears almost came out. A bit more, and they'd be laughing out their periods.

Su Qing realized it was hopeless—this brother was beyond saving. Told you to confess, at least be a bit formal. You say things like this, and how would Feng Yan ever admit she likes ugly guys? It's foolish.

How come all the Wangs around him aren't normal and always so troublesome?

Sure enough, the momentarily hopeful Feng Yan shook her head in resignation at these words. Even if it was a drunken confession, she might agree, but who could accept this semi-joking way?

It's like confessing on April Fool's Day. It's aggravating for a girl. If it succeeds, you're happy; if it doesn't, you say it was a joke. No way, you get all the perks.

"Come on, let's drink. Xiao Su, don't try to run. You two guys better not pretend with drinks. If you do, I'll give you hell," Feng Yan urged everyone at the table.

The other girls didn't drink, but she could still have a bit, and with her leading, the girls at the table gradually opened up, drinking more if they could, or at least a sip if they couldn't.

Since the girls had raised their glasses, he had no choice but to drink.

But soon he realized he underestimated the capability of these delicate girls, and finally, he had to bring Da Huang in to block the drinks for him.

By 10:30 p.m., at the restaurant entrance.

"Where are Xiao Su and Da Huang?" Feng Yan asked, looking around.

At these words, Sun Mumu covered her mouth, snickering, and said, "Sister Feng, today I've finally seen what a 'little drinker' is."

She spun around and laughed: "Let's welcome the little drinker, the little drinker, one drink and drunk, the little drinker, one drink and down!"

Hearing this, Feng Yan looked curiously towards the curb, only to see a person and a dog crouching by a tree.

"Ugh~~~ Da Huang, Da Huang, are you okay, Da Huang, ugh~~"

Da Huang: "Ugh~~ Woof woof, ugh~~"

[If I drink with you again, I'm a dog!]

Feng Yan: ...

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