Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lisa downed three consecutive glasses of wine, noticing that Violet was still holding her glass. Violet pretending to be composed. “Oh… Mrs. Crawford, you’re so generous!” she exclaimed, feigning surprise. “I didn’t expect this at all! How rude of me, I apologize!”

As she spoke, Violet personally came over to pour Lisa another drink.

Lisa stared at her, fully aware of her intentions.

She may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but she wasn’t foolish either!

Lisa extended her hand, signaling Violet to pour.

Finally, after Lisa had consumed four glasses of wine, Violet reluctantly took a sip.

Lilly shook her head discreetly while eating.

This auntie, she thought to herself, is truly…

For a brief moment, Lilly felt sympathy for Violet.

Aunt Lisa is impossible to get drunk!

Violet had a smile on her face as she praised Lisa repeatedly. Watching Lisa drink glass after glass, a sneer formed in Violet’s heart.

Foolishness truly begets foolishness.

She was easily manipulated into drinking ten glasses of wine.

Although Violet had to accompany Lisa in the process, she had only consumed five glasses herself!

Violet started to feel a bit lightheaded, but she didn’t think it was a big deal. She had never been drunk before and believed she would be fine now.

Finally, Lisa put down her glass, and Violet, feeling a bit unsteady on her feet, returned to her seat.

Anthony brought over a glass of warm water and asked with concern, “Are you okay?”

Lisa revealed her ten pearly white teeth and replied, “I’m fine! It’s delicious!”

frustration and helplessness. He patted her shoulder and

seemed fine, he was concerned about the excessive alcohol intake and its impact on her

faster—Anthony had witnessed Lisa’s remarkable

watched Anthony’s caring gesture towards Lisa, feeling

she foolishly remarked, “Mr. Anthony is

statement was somewhat

dropped his fork. He quickly picked it up and put it back in the bowl,

somewhat intoxicated, immediately realized that everyone’s

“What I meant was that

couldn’t say anything, but he had already made some guesses and was already

talk to Violet later. If she had any intentions toward Anthony, he would sever

with the meal,” David quickly stood up to ease the awkwardness. “Mr. Anthony, I propose a

picked up his glass and

The atmosphere eased momentarily.

sat back down, Lisa

directly, intending to take the

been drinking red

aroma of the white wine, which seemed even more delightful than the red

she heard that it was more expensive than red wine… she had

like she would be missing out if she didn’t take

to treat them. Not a drop should go to

quick reflexes, grabbed Lisa’s hand. “No more drinking,” he reprimanded. “It’s impolite to drink any

stood up. “Mrs. Crawford wants to drink. I’ll accompany her. It’s fine, Mr. Anthony. Let’s all

was now

of white wine and poured a glass

took the initiative to drink first. “Mrs. Crawford,

Anthony looked on in silence, he pressed his forehead, giving Lilly a look as if

with a look that said, “If

silent once

in her heart: Hmph, fools

wine mixed with white wine, and so many glasses consumed. This

“Mrs. Crawford, how did you win over Mr.