Although Nicole's grandfather hadn't drunk as much, seeing how happy Wang Yi was made him feel amused.
Thinking back to his own youth, he'd never been as carefree and unrestrained as Wang Yi was now.
When he was young, his parents had kept him under strict control, making him study this and that every day.
After all, he'd been raised from childhood to take the helm.
He'd been taught from a young age that he had to be poised in front of outsiders and never lose his composure.
Everything had to be done by the book.
He couldn't make the slightest mistake.
The rules were so strict that even his steps had practically been measured with a ruler as he grew up.
To be honest, he'd always envied young people who could live freely.
So even though Wang Yi was making a spectacle of himself, he was very indulgent toward him—and even a little envious.
When Wang Yi put an arm around his shoulder, he hesitated, then put an arm around Wang Yi's shoulder too.
"Little brother, you're the most interesting Easterner I've ever met. If you and Nicole weren't getting married, I'd really want to become sworn brothers with you."
Nicole was even more dumbfounded.
Wang Yi acting recklessly was one thing. That guy had always been a wild card.
But why was her grandfather, who'd always been so steady and proper in her eyes, acting so recklessly today too?
Had Wang Yi gotten her grandfather carried away as well?
Then Wang Yi waved his hand.
He slurred, "Don't give me all that. Just tell me—are you willing to become sworn brothers with me?"
"Of course!"
"Then let's do it. Forget all that stuff about elders and juniors, rules and etiquette. I hate rules and etiquette more than anything.