Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 855 - 102 They Say Men Speak the Truth After Drinking

Drinking is an art.

Setting aside the workplace PUA culture, even when friends and family gather to drink, there are plenty of unspoken rules.

For instance, the first time you visit your girlfriend’s family for dinner.

Whether to drink, how much to drink—it all depends on the father-in-law’s level of culture and education.

If he’s well-educated, generally he won’t want to drink much with you. Two glasses, at most, to lighten the atmosphere and build rapport.

If he’s less educated, he often hopes you’ll drink more. You know, "truth comes out when you’re drunk"—he wants to see your manners with alcohol. Just don’t down two glasses of cat piss and then forget who you are, acting like you’re sworn brothers with him...

Li Mumu isn’t even Wang Yunxiao’s girlfriend yet; the two haven’t had any intimate interactions at all.

But in this day and age, if the family invites you over for dinner—and you’ve actively cooked four dishes—it’s clear they’re treating you as the prospective son-in-law. What else? Blood brotherhood?

So even though Li Mumu’s face was cold and impassive, Wang Yunxiao adjusted his attitude and drank heartily.

First, win over the uncle and aunt—our business can be discussed in the future.

The dishes hadn’t even been touched, yet a bottle of liquor was already emptied.

Li Ya smiled faintly and took the initiative to start on this topic.

"I’m still young and temporarily have no plans to get married."

Li Mumu remained expressionless as she held her bowl and focused on eating.

In historical web novels, there are often scenes where a Lolita maid throws herself into the protagonist’s arms, and he solemnly says, "You’re not fully grown yet. Let’s wait until you’re eighteen."

The reason this harmonious scene exists is thanks to activists’ enthusiastic complaints pushing for strict regulations.

In reality, if your wife in ancient times had to wait until eighteen, forget the wedding chamber—she’d already have been thrown into prison.

Now we’re under a new government, promoting new culture and advocating free love. But in the vast majority of people’s minds, if a girl in the family is over fifteen and not talking about marriage, it’s already a problem.

Talking about marriage has two stages. The start of a woman’s marital journey doesn’t refer to the wedding night, but rather the engagement between the two families. Around ten-something years old: once appearances are set, families decide the match first, though the actual ceremony can wait.

At its core, this’s about transferring responsibility.

It’s like the rule in the antique trade: jade doesn’t pass hands directly.

Neither buyers nor sellers should take jade directly from one another’s hands—wait until the person puts it down, then pick it up yourself. Otherwise, if it breaks, who’s responsible?

Marriage works the same way. She’s my daughter before engagement; afterward, she’s your wife. Responsibilities are clearly divided.

If she reaches the childbearing age and hasn’t found a husband yet—as adolescents enter puberty, its impulses can overwhelm the mind—if a mishap happens and she comes home pregnant, crying to her parents, what can they do?

As for free love, it comes with the premise: you must be able to shoulder its responsibilities.

Which means finding a job, supporting yourself and your child, and being accountable for your actions.

Love might be beautiful, but love alone won’t put food on the table.

Li Mumu’s situation bypasses all that. She’s already achieved financial independence.

So when she says she’s young and doesn’t want to marry yet, even Wang Yunxiao doesn’t find it unreasonable.

If it were anyone else, he’d already be making moves—no need for this much effort.

While Wang Yunxiao understands Li Mumu, that doesn’t mean others do.

In the eyes of those clingy relatives, Boss Mu’s underage only daughter is nothing less than a golden goose.

You think declaring your disinterest in marriage will stop them from introducing prospects?

If life’s rules were that simple, there’d be no criminals after laws are made.

"Mom means that, if you have someone you like, you could think about it first. Whether things work out or not, at least it’ll stop those nosy aunties from always nagging, coming over nonstop... Wang, don’t you think what I said makes sense?"

"Auntie is absolutely right!"

Wang Yunxiao eagerly offered a toast.

"Why bother with those folks? It’s not like you even knew them before. Are those distant relatives really worth keeping up with?"

Li Mumu looked up at Mu Yuming: "Or are dad’s business dealings now dependent on selling me off to stay afloat?"

"Now, now, don’t say that. Haven’t I always respected your choices? When you wanted to attend boarding school, I supported you. When you skipped classes every day as a kid, did I blame you?"

Why’d you need to bring up those old stories?

Li Mumu shot a fierce glare at Mu Yuming, only to see him raising glasses with Wang Yunxiao again.

"What parent doesn’t love their child? Yuanxiao, am I right?"

"Uncle, you’re absolutely right!"

Meanwhile, they were already halfway through the second bottle of liquor.

"Oh, by the way Yuanxiao, I heard Principal Zhou mention that your parents were in the Navy?"

"Yeah, my father was an engineer."

"Once graduated, have you considered joining the military?"

"People from the Navy did approach me, but I didn’t agree immediately. Plenty of time still; besides, I’m not set on that path."

"You’ve got some skills, huh? Speaking with guts like that."

"You’re too kind, uncle, haha..."

With half a liter of liquor each, the table’s atmosphere was lively.

Normally, at this point, the drinking would’ve reached its peak. Wang Yunxiao should’ve made a gesture by now—standing up, offering a toast, saying something like, ’Uncle, Auntie, I’ve always liked Li Mumu and hope you’ll give me a chance to prove myself.’

But Li Mumu never gave him a friendly face; her warning-filled gaze was crystal clear.

If you dare say it, I’ll send you a friendship rejection card immediately—don’t test me!

Though fearless otherwise, Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help faltering under Li Mumu’s pressure. Instead, he kept his head down, drinking.

The drinking had hit its mark already; going further without feeling tipsy would seem rude.

So Wang Yunxiao tactfully tried to back off.

"Don’t just focus on drinking—eat more dishes."

Mu Yuming, noticing his retreat, wasn’t letting him wiggle out. A young man maneuvering here? Not so fast. Am I inviting you here to play mind games?

"Yinyin, open another bottle."

"Enough, uncle! I really can’t do it anymore! Another drink and I’m out!"

Wang Yunxiao protested quickly—your daughter clearly isn’t interested, so what’s the point of me drinking more? You think I’m here for your booze?

"No worries. There’s a spare bed; just stay the night."

Mu Yuming took his glasses off, wiped his sweat, and raised his glass: "Drink however much you can—I won’t push you. I’ll finish this one myself first."

Won’t push me? Then put the damn glass down!

Alright, you wanna play? Then let’s play!

Wang Yunxiao glanced at the nearby box again. Half a liter per bottle, six bottles a box—three liters total.

If both finish one and a half liters each...

Suddenly, Li Ya spoke up: "Nanny Wu, go grab another box from the kitchen." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Wang Yunxiao: "???"

Oh, so you two just wanna kill me here today?