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The high school classmates were the group that called him "baobei" last time.

But today, everyone was cautious. After all, Qin-Jie said in the group chat yesterday that if a "baobei" is heard again today, then you would need to give 200 red envelopes.

So this group of people who lost big last time was careful on top of careful.

"We waited and waited, and finally got to drink your wedding wine." When they arrived at the high school classmate's table, Qin-Jie picked up his glass and said to Xiao Zhan.

The classmate beside Qin-Jie followed, "Look at him excited, he even shouted in the group chat yesterday."

Qin-Jie laughed, "What! Can't I be happy that Zhan got married?"

It's like when Xiao Zhan first entered the special class and was later admitted to University A. Qin-Jie was always the first to summon a group of friends to give Xiao Zhan a celebration.

Xiao Zhan took the wine from Wang Yibo's hand and bumped it with Qin-Jie's glass, "I'm only having one sip."

Qin-Jie nodded, "Fine, fine, I'll give you some respect, just one sip."

After they finished with this noisy table, Xiao Zhan and Wang Yibo went to the next table.

Then the next table.

And the next.

When they got to the table of his university friends, everyone there began to kick up a fuse when they arrived.

Xiao Zhan was stunned, "What's going on?"

Xiao Zhan's friend stood up and said with a smile, "Zhao Yao was talking about you and Wang-xuezhang just now."

Xiao Zhan was still confused, "What about me and Wang Yibo?"

Zhao Yao also stood up, "Just saying that it was only last year that you inquired about Wang-xuezhang from me. Only a few days later, you posted a marriage certificate on your Moments. At that time, I didn't know that you got married to Wang-xuezhang. It was until yesterday... didn't I come here with the invitation to confirm if this is the right hotel? Then, I was like oh shit."

Probably because he just talked about it once, everyone cooperated very well. After Zhao Yao's "oh shit", people began to respond to him.

"What happened?"

"What happened?"

Zhao Yao slapped his hand, "Xiao Zhan's husband is? Wang Yibo? Wang Yibo! Isn't this our Wang-xuezhang!"

"What a coincidence."

"What a coincidence!"

Everyone laughed together.

Zhao Yao was really surprised. His eyebrows almost jumped to his scalp, "Seriously, I really couldn't take it in at the moment. Xiao Zhan? Ah? Wang-xuezhang? Huh? These two? Ah? What's this situation?"

Xiao Zhan laughed, "Are you surprised?"

"Too much of a surprise!" Zhao Yao then approached Xiao Zhan a little, "Very impressive, Xiao Zhan Zhan, you took down the mountain top flower."

Xiao Zhan was very modest, "It's just so-so, I'm only ordinary impressive."

Zhao Yao, "How did you two meet? Did you meet him when you inquired about him from me?"

Xiao Zhan shook his head, "We were about to get married during then."

Zhao Yao, "Veryyyyyyyyyyyy impressive, Xiao Zhan Zhan!"

After this table, it was pretty much over. Before long, Xiao Zhan and Wang Yibo returned to their seats.

Probably because people got over the state of freshness, there wasn't so much attention on them now. Therefore, Xiao Zhan felt much more comfortable.

Everyone ate, drank, and chatted, and the noon session passed just like that.

There were some amusement programs taking place on this island, so for the rest of time, everyone got free time.

The wedding continued into the evening, they watched performances and finally set off fireworks.

When the day was over, Xiao Zhan was extremely tired.

"I didn't even do anything." Xiao Zhan complained.

Right now, they are in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel room.

The night view on the island is very beautiful. There was a series of colorful lights on the seaside, like fireworks dotted on the ground.

Wang Yibo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Xiao Zhan stepped onto the sofa, stood behind him, then put his hands on his shoulders and gave him all his weight.

Xiao Zhan asked, "Are you tired?"

Wang Yibo shook his head, "No."

Xiao Zhan said, "I'm probably tired from standing all day."

Xiao Zhan then hung his head down and pressed it on Wang Yibo's shoulder.

"Wang Yibo."

"Yes."

"What time is it?"

"Ten."

Wang Yibo seemed to feel that something was wrong. He turned around and held Xiao Zhan's waist, "How much did you drink this evening?"

Xiao Zhan laughed, "I didn't drink much. I just drank a bit with my grandmother and a bit with my uncle, just two sips."

He really wasn't drunk, he looked quite energetic.

But it doesn't hinder...

"Wanna drink?" Wang Yibo looked at Xiao Zhan.

Xiao Zhan suddenly laughed, "Why are you looking so forward to it?"

Wang Yibo didn't respond to Xiao Zhan's words. He repeated, "Wanna drink? I'll ask the waiter to bring it up, red wine." As if he was afraid that Xiao Zhan won't agree, Wang Yibo continued to persuade, "You haven't even drank with me today. You drank with your high school deskmate and Zhang Kai."

Xiao Zhan, "They're special."

This was something Wang Yibo didn't like to hear, "What about me?"

Xiao Zhan laughed, he stepped back, but he couldn't go anywhere. Wang Yibo was holding him tightly.

Xiao Zhan stared at Wang Yibo and said, "What are you doing? If you're like this, I will think you have bad intentions."

Wang Yibo still said, "Drinking?"

Xiao Zhan thought for a moment, then nodded, "Drinking."

Sure enough, Wang Yibo was indeed looking forward to it. The moment Xiao Zhan said this, Wang Yibo went to the bedside, picked up the phone, and called the hotel service.

Xiao Zhan suddenly had a very bad feeling.

What are you doing, Wang Yibo.