Of course, when it came to toasting, he had to consider who he was with. Like with these classmates, he would definitely use those tiny cups even smaller than a baby's fist, and only one cup per table.
If it was a table with elders or people of higher status, he had to use a proper wine glass for toasting.
If he ran into a few who insisted on one-on-one drinking, the two groomsmen beside him, who were there to drink on his behalf, would come in handy.
So even though there were over fifty tables, toasting table by table, Qin Zhen didn't find it too troublesome.
Once the newlyweds had finished their toasting, the banquet was already in its latter half.
This group of high school classmates began to become lively, going around toasting each other, especially the guys who ran to the two tables of female classmates to toast, chat, and joke, creating a lively and noisy atmosphere.
By this time, Chen Feng had eaten his fill and took this chance to sneak off to the restroom.
