After being reborn, he was made popular by his dead enemy

Wen Che looked at his empty cup, then raised his head to look at Lu Yue, his expression gradually lost control.

"...Oh, what happened, it's all right, I have..."

The manager looked as if he had gotten the opportunity, and couldn't hide his joy in surprise, and moved up with the wine bottle.

Wen Che didn't have time to react, but there was another arm ahead of him that blocked the wine bottle that the manager was pushing up.

Lu Yue looked at Wen Che: "What are you going to do?"

Wen Che watched his movements, and his judgment that Lu Yue was identified as an accomplice was shaken a little: "Go to toast Mr. Zhao."

Lu Yue pushed the manager's hand away calmly: "I'm going too, let's go together."

Lu Yue made a move to ask Wen Che to go first, and Wen Che took advantage of this opportunity to leave his manager behind.

"This is an empty glass, how can I go..." Wen Che whispered impatiently.

Lu Yue's expression remained unchanged, and he said quietly: "Don't talk."

"..." Wen Che was so choked that his blood surged up, and he didn't know what fancy tricks this person was up to.

Mr. Zhao was talking with his friends of the same generation at the banquet. Occasionally, a few juniors came forward to toast, but overall it was not too many. After all, quite a few people knew that they could not climb up to this senior.

When Wen Che came to the table, his eyes were searching for a way to fill up his cup, when he heard Lu Yue come straight to Mr. Zhao, put on a polite smile, and said in a low voice, "Grandpa Zhao."

Wen Che: "..."

Hearing this overly intimate address, Wen Che knew that he had underestimated this person again.

Zhao Lao looked back and saw Lu Yue, immediately with a smile in his eyes, he got up and hugged his shoulder: "Good boy, you are here too."

Lu Yue nodded, and then said, "I'll come over to toast you, and..."

Lu Yue motioned for Wen Che to come forward with his eyes, and explained to Mr. Zhao: "When I came over, I accidentally bumped into my friend and knocked down the cup he was going to bring to you, so I brought him over to ask you for a cup. Drinking wine, it's like I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha to make amends for him, I don't know if Grandpa Zhao is willing to help me with this."

Standing beside Lu Yue, Wen Che saw that Mr. Zhao, who had always been eccentric and unapproachable, not only did not get angry at this somewhat rude request, but smiled even more happily, and immediately beckoned someone to get a drink: "What are you talking about, Grandpa? Isn't there a lot of wine!"

Soon the cup in Wen Che's hand was filled, Elder Zhao looked at him and asked, "Your name is..."

Probably because of his love for Lu Yue, Mr. Zhao's attitude towards Wen Che is also very kind.

"My name is Wen Che. I take the liberty to come here and toast you."

The people around Mr. Zhao immediately went up to him and whispered something in his ear, probably telling him about Wen Che's family background.

However, Mr. Zhao doesn't seem to be very interested in his background, which is not surprising. Although the Wen family's property is not small, it is far from the point where Mr. Zhao has heard about it. Even compared to Lu Yue's family, it is far inferior. .

Mr. Zhao just listened casually, and then grabbed Lu Yue's shoulder: "You just said that he is your friend?"

Lu Yue nodded: "Yes, alumni from junior high school are also considered friends."

Mr. Zhao said with a smile: "Okay, not bad, not bad."

He turned to Wen Che and pointed at Lu Yue: "This kid rarely makes friends with anyone, this time it's rare."

Mr. Zhao was in a good mood and drank two glasses of wine. Wen Che felt that the eyes around him were very friendly and friendly. He didn't know whether it was because he had Mr. Zhao's favor or because he was called a friend by Lu Yue.

Wen Che left from Mr. Zhao's seat, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

In the last life, he stumbled here and got a bad nose. This time, he originally thought that it would be a success if it ended in a mediocre way. He didn't expect that it would be a very successful "greeting" because of Lu Yue's intervention.

Lu Yue followed behind him and said in a voice only he could hear: "There is something wrong with the bottle of wine your manager is holding."

Wen Che was taken aback, then turned around and asked, "How do you know?"

"I heard it." Lu Yue said, "In the corridor outside the hall, he called someone and mentioned it."

"Oh..." Wen Che was dubious, "So you bumped into me on purpose?"

Lu Yue defaulted.

"But..." Wen Che coughed dryly, "The wine belongs to me, he didn't pour it for me."

Lu Yue's expression changed slightly, and then the strange color quickly disappeared: "Did he not insist on pouring you wine?"

"Yes." Wen Che looked at him, "That's why I find it strange that I don't want him to fall."

Lu Yue looked down at him, the eyes of the two met, and they separated in a calm manner after two seconds.

"That's why I was superfluous." Lu Yue said lightly.

"No, no." Wen Che waved his hand, "It's not a loss to be able to drink Mr. Zhao's wine."

Lu Yue looked around and asked, "When are you going back?"

"Soon." Seeing that he seemed to be looking for someone, Wen Che asked, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yue frowned: "I don't know where Lu Jing went."

"what?"

"I want to send her back, she just promised me to wait over there." Lu Yue pointed to the door of the hall, now there is no one from Lu Jing there.

"Maybe I've gone talking to someone." Wen Che also looked around in the hall, but he couldn't see Lu Jing anywhere he could see.

Lu Yue took out his mobile phone to make a call, when a young man in the distance walked towards him quickly, Wen Che poked Lu Yue and signaled him.

"Lu Jing's bodyguard." Lu Yue said softly.

The bodyguard walked up to him and said anxiously, "Miss Lu is gone."

"Missing?" Lu Yue frowned, and said coldly, "Under what circumstances did you lose contact?"

"Miss Lu was waiting for you over there, but she saw someone and ran over in a hurry. I quickly followed and saw that she was going to help someone hold back the wine."

Lu Yue frowned even tighter, and even Wen Che was surprised: "How could she be required to help someone hold back the wine on such an occasion?"

"It seems that a few people forced a young man to drink, Miss Lu couldn't stand it, so..." The bodyguard was also a little incoherent, wiping the cold sweat from his head, "Then Miss Lu stopped letting me follow, and went out to talk to that young man , and then... I couldn't find it..."

"Go find it." Lu Yue's voice cooled down.

"I'll go too, we'll find each other separately," Wen Che said.

Lu Yue looked at him: "Go to the garden, be careful."

He paused, still seemed uneasy: "Be especially careful with your manager."

Wen Che nodded, turned around and went to the garden.

This was something he hadn't experienced in his previous life, and he didn't think Wen Cheng could immediately come up with a new trick to plot against him.

There were a few people here and there in the garden, but most of the place was deserted, and it was easy to see where there was a girl in a long dress.

Sure enough, within 5 minutes, Wen Che saw Lu Jing sitting on a marble bench in a daze by the garden fountain.

Wen Che breathed a sigh of relief, hurried over and called her in a low voice, "Lu Jing?"

Lu Jing stared blankly, without any reaction.

"..."

what's going on.

Wen Che couldn't make up his mind, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and called Lu Yue.

"I found it. Next to the garden fountain is..." Wen Che looked at Lu Jing, not knowing how to express this scene.

"What's the matter?" Lu Yue was originally relieved, but when Wen Che said this, his voice tightened again.

"Just... did she drink too much?" Wen Che guessed, "It's like she's stupid, and she doesn't talk."

"...No, she won't be so quiet if she drinks too much...Look at her, I'll be there soon."

Wen Che hung up the phone, sat next to Lu Jing, and waved his hand in front of her.

Still no response.

This scene is really a little weird and scary.

Lu Yue arrived quickly, and he relaxed when he saw that both Wen Che and Lu Jing appeared in his eyes safe and sound.

"What's going on?" Lu Yue asked in a low voice.

Wen Che shook his head, but Lu Jing next to her suddenly jumped up and hugged Lu Jing, howling, "Brother——!"

Wen Che was caught off guard by her and leaned back. Lu Yue's pupils were dazzled and he pulled his arm quickly, so as not to let him fall into the fountain pool.

Lu Yue let go of Wen Che, and wanted to tear away Lu Jing who was hugging her, but she hugged her tighter and tighter: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

"...She's drunk." Lu Yue gave up struggling and said to Wen Che with his head bowed.

It was only then that Wen Che understood why Lu Yue immediately denied that she was drunk when she heard that she wanted to be stupid on the phone.

Wen Che stood up and understood: "Is she... a drunken mad type?"

Lu Yue nodded, seemed to have a headache, and patted her on the back helplessly and impatiently: "Why do you still have to drink when you can't drink?"

"They poured him alcohol...I can't stand it—"

Lu Yue paused: "Who is it? Is it Xie Chen?"

Lu Jing sobbed and nodded on his shoulder.

Wen Che asked strangely: "Then what? Why are you crying?"

"Then—" Lu Jing choked and cried, half talking, "He said he doesn't need me to meddle in my business, he won't take my favor—"

"..." Wen Che was stunned, glanced at Lu Yue, and whispered, "I think there may be a misunderstanding."

Lu Yue forcefully tore off Lu Jing who was on top of him: "You only hold a glass of wine, and you even hold back someone else's drink. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are meddling in other people's business."

"...What do you know!!" Lu Jing stared at Lu Yue dissatisfied, her eyes glistened, "I will do this for the people I like!!"

Lu Yue didn't want to talk to her, so he grabbed her arm and wanted to take her out.

Wen Che reached out to help, but was thrown away by Lu Jing.

"Tell me!"

Lu Jing turned to Wen Che: "If the person you like is drunk for fun, will you block the drink for him!"

"..."

Wen Che's shaken hand was still frozen in mid-air.

How to answer this question?

Lu Jing didn't get his answer, so she didn't care, she flicked her hair and turned around to face Lu Yue.

Wen Che was slapped on the face by her long hair, and took two steps back in a broken heart.

He never expected that in this life, he would be deeply hurt by this little girl instead of being successfully plotted by Wen Cheng.

"Stop making trouble." Lu Yue couldn't stand it anymore, and finally got really angry, and pressed her arm hard, "I'll take you home."

However, the strength of a person in a state of drunken madness is surprisingly strong, and even threw Lu Yue's arm away.

Lu Jing glared at Lu Yue whose expression had dropped to freezing point, and snorted: "What are you pretending to be! I'll ask you, if he was given alcohol, would you do that!"

Wen Che gasped in fright at the finger that suddenly poked his face, and after he realized what Lu Jing had said, his brain shut down with a snap.