Li Changpu walked in and looked around. He saw Mo Yunyang lowering his head and talking to Jiang Tingxia. They were very close. He leaned close to Jiang Tingxia's ear. Jiang Tingxia just nodded gently, looking like a little bird, very dependent on the person next to her.

Li Changpu turned his eyes away and sat in his seat.

He walked in from the main entrance, and Jiang Tingxia naturally saw him. She subconsciously dodged and didn't dare to look directly at him. From the corner of her eye, she only saw a figure walking over and going to the table behind her.

There were a lot of people attending tonight, and three large tables were set up for the welcome party, mainly to welcome the technicians and engineers who had just joined the mission.

Lao Mu said a few words as the host and introduced Li Changpu, the commander-in-chief, and several leaders to everyone. The leaders welcomed everyone to join the 723 mission and gave some encouraging words.

Jiang Tingxia sat in the audience and watched quietly. Only when she was hidden in the crowd did she dare to look at Li Changpu.

Jiang Tingxia felt dazed. He looked so familiar, yet so strange.

Unlike when they were still together, she, like everyone else present, watched him from afar, listened to him speak, and applauded him. She and him, except for some faded memories, had no other relationship.

The technicians and engineers also introduced themselves, and the atmosphere was very lively. Someone toasted Mo Yunyang, and he accepted it all. He was also very happy to toast others, and he drank more and more. Jiang Tingxia saw it, tugged at his sleeve, and looked at him worriedly. Mo Yunyang smiled at her and signaled that he was fine.

Jiang Tingxia didn't do anything else. She just picked up a piece of vegetable with chopsticks and put it in Mo Yunyang's bowl, telling him to eat it, and he would feel better in his stomach.

While the drinks were flowing, Li Changpu just sat there, his pair of cold eyes staring at the table in front of him.

Jiang Tingxia's figure tilted, she tugged at Mo Yunyang's sleeve, and picked up some food for him, just like a wife caring about her husband who was drinking at a banquet.

Li Changpu felt a chill in his heart.

That’s so thoughtful.

What a loving couple.

Jiang Tingxia felt an inexplicable heat on his back and moved uncomfortably. At this moment, he heard someone exclaim behind him.

"Good drink!"

Li Changpu picked up the wine bottle next to him, which was a whole bottle of high-concentration liquor. He tilted his head back, put his mouth directly to the bottle, and drank most of the bottle.

The people at the table banged their hands and clapped their hands, saying, "See, our commander-in-chief is so happy today that he blew directly into the bottle."

"We can't do errands either, so I'll go with one."

Hearing Li Changpu's name, Jiang Tingxia couldn't help but tremble, and controlled the urge to look back.

She was a little unhappy, her brows knitted in worry.

Just now, Li Changpu went on stage to speak and toasted everyone. Jiang Tingxia knew that he had started drinking again.

He had previously said that drinking caused trouble and he had quit drinking. But now, as he had fallen seriously ill, he had reverted to his bad habits of smoking and drinking.

He doesn't want his body anymore!

Someone said loudly, "Li Zhi, you haven't finished your drink yet. Come on, drink it all."

The guard Zhao Xiaojun who was following Li Changpu was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Leader, you can't drink like this."

As he said this, he was about to take the bottle of wine from Li Changpu's hand. Li Changpu held the bottle tightly and refused to let go. After drinking a bottle of wine, he was still a little drunk, and inexplicably a surge of energy came up.

"Leave me alone."

Li Changpu was already drunk, his face was strangely red, "Today is a good day, I'm happy, let me drink."

How could Zhao Xiaojun dare to follow him? According to the doctor's instructions, Li Changpu should not smoke or drink alcohol. How could he drink like he did today, recklessly?

"Leader, I am your guard and I am responsible for your health. You cannot drink like this," he reminded quietly, "You are still taking medicine."

Zhao Xiaojun tried to grab the bottle of wine from Li Changpu again. Everyone knew that Li Changpu's personality had deteriorated a lot after the accident two years ago. He was in an even worse mood today. He lost his last bit of patience and pushed Zhao Xiaojun away.

"Long-winded."

"Don't worry about me."

He stared, looking drunk, "You can't die from drinking."

Li Changpu toasted with the others with the bottle of wine, talking and laughing, and started chatting with Lao Mu about all sorts of things. He said, "I'm happy today, I'm really happy, just for this, come, drink."

"We won't go home until we're drunk."

But he was drunk, supporting his head with his arms, looking like he was about to lie on the table, and his speech was incoherent and illogical. The sound of his voice didn't sound like laughing or crying, which was quite scary.

It is very different from his previous image.

Lao Mu glanced at Zhao Xiaojun and winked at him, indicating that something was wrong with Li Changpu today.

Zhao Xiaojun didn't dare to persuade him anymore and just stood aside feeling aggrieved.

Sure enough, Li Changpu got drunk quickly and fell on the chair with his back like mud, his arms hanging down limply.

When Jiang Tingxia heard his voice, she felt very uncomfortable and could even smell the alcohol on him.

A man sitting at the same table with Jiang Tingxia also drank too much and fell down. Jiang Tingxia quickly stood up and took out the medicine bottle that she had been holding in her pocket for a long time and was stained with the sweat from her palms.

Her voice was originally soft and thin, but the room was noisy at the moment, so she almost had to shout to make everyone hear her.

"I have a hangover cure."

"If you're drunk, take one pill to sober you up."

She unscrewed the medicine bottle and poured a few pills for the person across the table. "Give it to him."

The person at the same table answered the phone in a daze. Jiang Tingxia took a deep breath and clenched his fists, as if he had used up all his courage to talk to the stranger.

She then asked the people around her, "Does anyone else need hangover medicine?"

The woman next to Jiang Tingxia waved her hand, turned around and said to the others in surprise: "This is the first time I've heard her speak."

“It turns out she can talk.”

She was surprised and asked, "Then she ignored me when I greeted her just now."

Zhao Xiaojun was looking at the drunk Li Changpu and didn't know what to do. Then he heard someone say in a loud voice that there was a hangover medicine, and he raised his hand.

"Comrade Jiang, do you have any hangover medicine?"

"Our leader is drunk."

Jiang Tingxia raised the medicine bottle in her hand, her eyes warmed up a little through the crowd, "I have it."

Zhao Xiaojun pleaded, "Can you give me a few?"

Jiang Tingxia nodded, her legs suddenly going weak. She looked at Li Changpu, who was lying on a chair in the distance with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed uneasily, as if he was feeling very uncomfortable. She held up the medicine bottle and said, "I'll bring it to you, okay?"

Zhao Xiaojun's round eyes were filled with gratitude. "Okay, thank you then."

Jiang Tingxia walked over with the medicine bottle in her hand, so nervous that she could hear her own heartbeat.

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