Chapter 4891: Dream of Getting Married

Zhao Desan thought he had seen it wrong, blinked his eyes hard, and after confirming it was Yang Meixia, he began to stammer: "You... why didn't you go back?"

"I still have something to do here, so I let Minister Zhao and the others go back first." Yang Meixia said with a smile on her face, "Why, don't you welcome me in?"

"Oh, please come in, please come in." Zhao Desan hurriedly stepped aside. Yang Meixia walked in swaggeringly. Once she entered the room, she looked around and frowned, saying, "Hey! You are a dignified district head now, living in a hotel, why is the room still so messy? Just like a pigsty as before!"

Being said so by Yang Meixia, Zhao Desan couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He looked at the room, it was indeed quite messy, with coats thrown randomly on the bed, and various documents and materials in the briefcase spread all over the table and chairs, giving people a particularly messy feeling.

"Sit, sit." Zhao Desan smiled embarrassedly, hurriedly tidied up the documents and materials, let Yang Meixia sit on the sofa, and sat opposite her.

Yang Meixia put down the bag and handbag in her hand and sat down. Zhao Desan hurriedly picked up a bottle of green tea on the table, opened it, and handed it to her. Only then did he ask her with a smile how the wedding preparations were going and when he would drink her wedding wine.

"Drink my wedding wine? Alright, drink it now!" Yang Meixia looked at Zhao Desan coldly, and suddenly, as if performing magic, took out a bottle of Wuliangye from the bag and placed it heavily on the table.

"What is this?" Seeing Yang Meixia's action, Zhao Desan couldn't help but be stunned.

"I didn't want to invite you when I got married, but I want you to drink my wedding wine, so drink it today!" Yang Meixia bit her lip, looking at Zhao Desan with a mist of mist in her eyes.

Hearing these inexplicable words from Yang Meixia, Zhao Desan looked at her in astonishment, seeing her serious look, it didn't seem like she was joking.

Looking at Zhao Desan who was stunned for a moment, Yang Meixia stared at him and asked with a smile, "Why, you don't dare? You don't dare to drink my wedding wine?"

"Drink, drink!" Looking at Yang Meixia's expression, Zhao Desan was suddenly provoked. He knew that Yang Meixia still complained about him in her heart, sometimes she was a bit crazy, liked to do some strange things, and she also had two brushes in drinking. Since she wanted to stimulate him, he would congratulate her with a few glasses first!

Zhao Desan opened the wine bottle without saying a word. He originally planned to go out to find the waiter for two wine glasses, but was blocked by Yang Meixia, who said, "Isn't there a disposable cup here? It's simpler for us to drink with a disposable cup!"

Watching Yang Meixia pour two large glasses of wine into the disposable cups, and then looking at Yang Meixia sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, Zhao Desan felt that the atmosphere tonight was very wrong.

"Come, toast me a glass, I'll drink first!" Before Zhao Desan could say anything, Yang Meixia picked up a glass of wine herself, and while talking to herself, she tilted her head and drank it in large gulps.

Seeing this, Zhao Desan was naturally not to be outdone, so he had to bite the bullet and take a sip. Because he drank too much at the dinner party at night, it was a bit difficult to drink at this time.

"Why, you only drank so little, don't you want my marriage to be beautiful and happy?" Yang Meixia finished a large glass of wine in one breath, her face instantly radiated a thick blush, and she tilted her head and looked at Zhao Desan.

"Alright, alright, I wish you happiness and beauty in your future life, and grow old with your beloved!" Zhao Desan said coldly and mechanically, and had to pick up the disposable cup and drink the remaining wine in one gulp.

"Come again, I wish you a double harvest of career and love with this glass of wine!" Before Zhao Desan could put down the cup, Yang Meixia picked up the wine bottle to pour him wine. Before Zhao Desan could persuade her to stop, she had already filled each other's wine glasses, picked up a glass, tilted her neck, and drank it in one gulp. ===== CHAPTER 4892 =====