At the time, Shen Lian was filming a xianxia drama. He couldn't tell whether the wire work had worn him out or the weather was to blame, but either way, he started feeling unwell that afternoon.
It was only a little dizziness, so Shen Lian didn't give it much thought.
And as luck would have it, that day was Feng Yueshan's birthday.
Young Master Feng's birthday was bound to be a lively affair. Invite any one person, and they'd bring their whole entourage along.
If you asked Ning Sixian, Feng Yueshan's laughter was loud, but it always seemed a little forced, as though he were deliberately covering something up. And it wasn't just him-Chu Yilan and Zhou Yuanlin had noticed something was off, too.
What's more, Feng Yueshan accepted every toast that came his way, seemingly determined to have himself carried out flat on his back.
After downing another full glass of vodka, Feng Yueshan crouched on the table, his face flushed, loudly demanding that someone else drink. A second later, Chu Yilan dragged him off the table.
Feng Yueshan was truly drunk. If Chu Yilan hadn't held on to him, he could have rolled twice right where he stood.
Chu Yilan firmly steadied him, his tone turning stern. "Are you done yet?"
Feng Yueshan was still defiant at first. "What, it's my birthday, and I can't even have a drink?"
Chu Yilan narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Don't make me slap you."
Young Master Feng immediately behaved himself.
After a pause, Feng Yueshan began, "Bro..."
Before he could finish, Chu Yilan's expression shifted slightly, and he immediately shoved him away, right into Ning Sixian, who was walking over.
Ning Sixian caught him, looking surprised. "What's wrong?"
Feng Yueshan looked up. "Bro..."
Then Ning Sixian promptly tossed Feng Yueshan onto the