Chapter 246
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Early the next morning.
Lu Junhan carried the little girl, who had gone to bed too late last night and had woken up too early this morning, downstairs.
Old Master Lu and Song Ching-wan were already having breakfast downstairs.
Last night's banquet was held late, and Old Master Lu met a few of his former comrades at the banquet.
He couldn't help but drink a few glasses of red wine and a few more glasses of white wine.
This time, it was a big deal.
The invincible, cold-blooded, and never drunk Commander in Chief Lu was knocked out by a few glasses of white wine.
He performed a drunken punch on the spot.
If it weren't for his comrades desperately holding him back and holding him down, he would have run onto the stage and showed off his skills in front of the audience.
It was so embarrassing!
Song Ching-wan had no choice but to force him to drink a few more glasses.
Finally, he got him drunk.
Therefore, before the banquet was over, the drunk Old Master Lu was helped to his room to sleep.
But obviously, Old Master Lu felt very embarrassed.
When Lu Junhan and the little girl came downstairs, they could still hear him sitting at the dining table, angrily questioning Song Ching-wan, who was speechless.
"It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, would I be so embarrassed?! The wine you got must be fake! Otherwise, how could I get drunk so easily? You know, back then, I couldn't get drunk even after a thousand glasses. No one could get me drunk! No one!! "
Song Ching-wan rolled her eyes at him and stirred the porridge in her hand with her fingers. Her eyes were slightly blue, and she looked listless, as if she didn't sleep well.
"Dad, just admit it. You're old —"
Old Master Lu's face turned red with anger. He stood up from his chair, slammed the table, and shouted, "Nonsense! I'm only 73 years old! Old? Old?! "
Song Ching-wan laughed dryly and pointed at herself. "I'm 42 years old this year."
Then, she pointed at Lu Junhan, who came downstairs. "This brat is 25 years old this year."
Then, she looked at the little girl next to him who was rubbing her eyes. "This one! He's even younger, only three years old. "
In the end, Song Ching-wan took a sip of porridge and rolled her eyes at him.
"You're the oldest here. If you're not old, who's old? Could it be that Li Li was the oldest? And you still have the nerve to blame me, I haven't even caused trouble for you! If you can't hold your liquor well, then don't drink. If you weren't my father, I would have thrown you outside yesterday. You beat people up when you're drunk. Others don't want to fight with you, but you ask them if they look down on you … Tsk! It was simply too embarrassing! I don't even want to acknowledge you as my father! "
The old man was speechless.
She seemed to have heard her aunt calling her just now.
Rubbing her eyes, the sleepy little girl immediately woke up.
She blinked her big black eyes, ran over, and asked cutely, "Auntie, were you calling Li Li just now?"
"Yeah!" Song Ching-wan ignored the old man's gloomy face and smiled. He reached out to pull the little girl to a chair and pushed a bowl of porridge over. "Come, baby, let's eat."
The little girl just sat down.
The old man's face darkened. With a swoosh, he stood up from his seat and pushed the bowl in front of him away. Then, he went upstairs with a cold face.
"Auntie." The little girl didn't know what happened, so she frowned and said in distress.
"Is it because Li Li drank great-grandpa's porridge, and great-grandpa didn't have any porridge to drink, so he's angry?"
"It's none of your business." Song Ching-wan glanced at the gloomy old man and said ambiguously, "Your great-grandpa is angry with himself. Let's ignore him and let him calm down."
"Oh."
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