Li Xiaoyun was dumbfounded seeing Mr. Li's stance.
"Dad..." Li Xiaoyun felt that Zhao Dingli wasn't great at drinking.
After all, last time Zhao Dingli drank just a bit and got drunk.
"He's not good at drinking," Li Xiaoyun said, and besides, Mr. Li's drinking capacity wasn't great either.
"If he's not good at drinking, then drink less, just drink until you can't drink anymore. It's not like I'm unaware of the limits, I won't forcibly open his mouth to pour it in," Mr. Li said, feeling jealous.
Li Xiaoyun was only concerned about Zhao Dingli being bad at drinking, why wasn't she concerned about him too?
"Then take it easy yourself, too," Li Xiaoyun said, "you should drink less too."
Feeling cared for by Li Xiaoyun, Mr. Li was happy: "Don't worry, I've got it under control."
Li Xiaoyun thought to herself, "What control do you have?"
Li Xiaoyun could only sigh helplessly and quietly warned Zhao Dingli, "Don't just drink if my dad tells you to later."
