After my divorce, I started to have good luck

Chapter 1227 643: Are Your Kidneys Healthy?

Zhou Binhui suddenly came over to toast, which somewhat surprised Chen Feng.But he refused naturally, "After the banquet, I have to drive and help send guests back, so I can't drink."

"Guests need you to drive them back?" Zhou Binhui frowned, expressing his doubt.

"Yes, Qin Zhen's mom's uncle and aunt, who live in Liutiao Town, I brought them over before, so I might have to take them back too."

"You're quite the party pooper. How about this, you drink a soft drink, here, fill it up."

Since it was a soft drink, Chen Feng decided to give him face and filled his glass.

"I'll take a sip of beer, you drink a glass of soda, no objections, right?" Zhou Binhui said with a smile, looking at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng glanced at him, then smiled and said, "Alright."

So, Zhou Binhui took a sip of beer, and Chen Feng downed an entire glass of cola.

"Good!" Zhou Binhui praised, then turned to the classmates at the table with a beaming face, "Since Chen Feng can't drink, let's all take care of him, let him use soda instead of alcohol, and let's all toast to him."

With an implicit cue from Zhou Binhui, someone quick to flatter him immediately raised a glass and stood up to Chen Feng, "Come on, Chen Feng, I also toast to you, fill your glass with soda."

This guy was tall and thin, wearing glasses, hair waxed, and dressed in a suit, presenting a prissy appearance, but Chen Feng couldn't quite remember his name. He smiled and said, "I just finished a full glass, and you want me to drink again, are you trying to force me to the bathroom?"

"This glass is so small, drinking two glasses should send you to the bathroom, maybe your kidney's not doing well."

The tall and thin classmate said what he thought was a humorous line, and quite a few at the table laughed along.

Zhou Binhui, not having left yet, joined in the fun, laughingly said, "Don't talk nonsense, Chen Feng's kidney should be just fine, otherwise how's he supposed to be a kept man?"

This remark obviously implied the rumors about him and Guo Mengyao; these high school classmates essentially knew about it, and they all laughed heartily.

The tall thin guy nodded along, "That's true, maybe I misunderstood Chen Feng. But, Chen Feng, to prove there's nothing wrong with your kidneys, have another glass."

"Yeah, another glass."

"That's right, Chen Feng, have another glass."

"I think at least two more glasses are necessary."

...

The other classmates at the table joined in the coaxing.

At a drinking table, such instigating occurrences are quite normal; however, Chen Feng wasn't accustomed to being led astray by them.

"Alright, everyone, you're not women, there's no need for me to prove my kidneys to you."

Chen Feng said this calmly, then looked at the tall and thin classmate, "You, sit down. Drink and eat properly, forget this toasting thing. I drink soda, you drink alcohol, do you think you can outdrink me?"

Under Chen Feng's penetrating gaze, the tall thin classmate felt intimidated by Chen Feng's strong presence. Moreover, if Chen Feng truly pursued this seriously, with Chen Feng drinking soda, he'd definitely lose out. Just as he was about to sit down, Zhou Binhui chimed in, "That's not necessarily so. He drinks with me, he sips beer, you drink a full glass of soda. I think you can't outdrink him."

As soon as Chen Feng saw Zhou Binhui like this, he knew he was here to make things difficult. If it weren't for the occasion, he would have directly confronted him, but since it was Qin Zhen's engagement banquet, he couldn't take it too seriously. So he said, "Class president, go sit at your own table, why are you stirring up trouble here? Shoo shoo, sit quietly."

Chen Feng's tone was like an adult chiding a child, which made Zhou Binhui feel a bit stifled, and since Chen Feng made it somewhat clear, this senior class president couldn't keep pushing aggressively. After all, he cared about maintaining a positive image among these old classmates.

"Alright, alright, you're the boss, I'll go sit back down."

Zhou Binhui, with a smile, seemed to jokingly say so, patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, and went back to sit at his own table.

Seeing this, the tall thin classmate gave an awkward smile and quickly sat back down as well.

He wasn't stupid; just now, Zhou Binhui was deliberately trying to incite things, wanting him to face off against Chen Feng, using him as a pawn, which made him feel uncomfortable.

He wanted to flatter Zhou Binhui, but he didn't want to be used like a fool. If you're going to use me, at least give me a heads-up, right? Most importantly, don't treat me like an idiot.

With this happening, the atmosphere at their table was noticeably cooler than before, and naturally, no one was toasting Chen Feng again. Which suited Chen Feng just fine.

...

Zhou Binhui specifically went over to toast Chen Feng not out of classmate affection but because he heard from Yang Jiayu at the same table about Zhao Zixuan actively adding Chen Feng as a WeChat friend, and mentioned Zhao Zixuan chatting and laughing with Chen Feng, the two seeming to have mutual interest.

Yang Jiayu seemed to have said it casually, but everyone knew it was said deliberately for Zhou Binhui to hear, aiming to provoke him.

And Zhou Binhui was indeed provoked by those words.

Ever since he inadvertently learned about Zhao Zixuan's family background a few years ago, he's been trying hard to pursue her.

For this, in recent years, he's been traveling between Beijing and Shanghai, especially in the last two years, he made at least a dozen trips, each time under the pretense of a business trip, asking Zhao Zixuan out.

Unfortunately, Zhao Zixuan always treated him as an old classmate, each time agreeing to eat or have coffee or tea together, but when it came to further steps like shopping, watching movies, or trips, she wouldn't agree. She maintained a good sense of distance with him.

This left Zhou Binhui feeling helpless, as if she kept him on the hook.

Giving up on pursuing her was not an option for him at this point, unless someone more outstanding and with just as good a family background appeared, who was also interested in him, but how likely is that?

And to actually win her over, the difficulty was just too great. Otherwise, she wouldn't still be single at this age, perhaps having never even dated.

Just because he couldn't pursue her now, he certainly didn't want her pursued by someone else or interested in other men.

Therefore, hearing what Yang Jiayu said about Zhao Zixuan and Chen Feng, even though he thought Fatty Yang might be exaggerating, his nerves immediately tensed up, and he quickly felt dissatisfaction towards Chen Feng as a potential rival.

Thus, he came over to make things rough for Chen Feng, intending to team up with the classmates to get him drunk and make him look foolish.

Unfortunately, that goal wasn't achieved.

...

Chen Feng leisurely continued eating for about half an hour, and finally, Qin Zhen and his wife came over to toast, but they were accompanied by two burly groomsmen, clearly strong drinkers.

Especially with that tiny glass in Qin Zhen's hand, not much sincerity was to be found.