Seeing his gaze, Vera roughly knew Quill understood what she meant. At this time, David also came to his senses. "Vivy, what are you whispering to Quill? Come on, Quill, let's continue drinking."
"Okay, Mr. Zais."
Quill raised his glass and clinked it against David's.
One glass, two glasses, three glasses...
Vera grew rather anxious as they didn't have any intention of stopping.
She had already told Quill about it. Could it be that he didn't understand what she was implying? This was impossible. Given his intelligence, he should be able to guess even if she didn't say anything.
So what was his reason for doing so?
Just as Vera was about to say something, Quill appeared to be a little drunk, but he was still able to firmly place his glass on the table. Then she flashed David an apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zais. I can't drink anymore."
Hearing this, David was instantly overjoyed. He slapped his thigh and said, "Quill, are you already drunk? You're really not good at drinking!"
Mabie, who was listening at the side, pinched David, and he knew what she meant, but he was still elated at the moment.
"You really can't drink anymore? I was just warming up. I haven't drunk to my heart's content."
Actually, David had already drunk a lot, and he knew that he couldn't drink too much. However, once they started drinking, as long as the other person was still going, he was ashamed to say stop. Thus, he could only continue drinking.
If Quill was drunk, then he would feel a sense of achievement, and he wouldn't have to keep drinking. It would be a win-win situation.
Therefore, David asked Quill to continue drinking with him on the surface, but deep down, he wished for him to get drunk soon. If he was drunk, then David wouldn't have to drink anymore.
Quill didn't let him down. He supported his forehead with one hand and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zais. I really can't drink anymore."
David said, "How can you do that? We've only been drinking for a short while. Quill, you..."
"Stop it, you." Mabie pinched David again. Her pinch was a little harder this time; she even glared at him as she complained, "Can't you be more like an elder? Quill already said he can't drink anymore, yet you still want him to drink?"
David coughed gently and waved his hand. "Fine, since Quill can't drink anymore, then let's stop. Vivy, give your boyfriend some hangover soup, and then take him to rest."
Upon hearing this, Vera was greatly relieved. She quickly took the hangover soup to Quill's side and said, "Drink some first, then I'll take you to rest."
Quill took a few mouthfuls before Vera took him to rest.
Once they left, David finally let go of the glass in his hand and leaned on the table weakly. He sighed and said, "Vera's boyfriend... He can really drink."
Hearing this, Mabie really couldn't stop herself from rolling her eyes. She said in disgust, "Of course. Besides, he's still young. What do you have to gain from making him drunk? If possible, he will become our son-in-law!"
David laid on the table motionlessly. Hearing this, he just said, "You don't understand. I'm testing him."
"Test? For what?" Mabie asked.
"I'm testing his love for Vera," David replied.
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