Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 270

When having dinner, Zach showed much constraint, uncomfortably. Sophia’s father, Jseph Mckinley, crossed his arms, feeling unsatisfied with Zach. Zach showed a humble smile, “Sir, I heard you are fond of drinking, so I prepared a bottle of Peach Blossom brandy. You have a try…”

Speaking, Zach pulled the glass to Jseph carefully.

Jseph snorted, and then he pointed at his bowl in front of him, “I never use glasses to drink, and the bowl is better!”

Jesus!

Zach took a deep breath and then abandoned his humility. He rolled up his sleeves and said politely, “Well, I will be your partner!”

“Release yourself. If you got drunk earlier, I will say no to your marriage with my Sophia.”

“Jseph!” Mrs. Mckinley raised her voice, and pulled him with a smile, “Don’t take his words seriously now, and he hates to part with our daughter. I know Zach is very honest, and my husband also likes you very much.”

Jseph felt embarrassed, with a bad look.

Zach waved his hand and said gently, “It’s ok! We won’t drink too much.”

Sophia was a bit worried, while Mrs. Stones petted her hand, saying, “Don’t worry. He will know when he has had enough.”

Zach smiled archly, and poured more wines into Jseph’s glasses. “Sir, do you mean that you will say Yes to our marriage, if you get drunk earlier than me?”

“Say it after drinking.” Jseph said nothing more, but bottomed the wine up.

Everyone knew that the life will be hard if the father-in-law was unsatisfied with his son-in-law.

After drinking glasses, Jseph was much drunk. He pointed at Zach and said, “I…I tell you. Sophia is my only daughter. If you…you…”

Zach listened carefully, and nodded. “Father-in-law, you don’t worry. I will be very kind to Sophia, and make her happy in her rest of life.”

“Don’t…don’t call me father-in-law. I haven’t said Yes.”

“Ok, but you will be my father-in-law sooner or later.”

“You dream it!”

Zach looked at drunk Jseph, and suddenly realized that Sophia had her personality from her father. They never said what they meant.

Mrs. Mckinley petted her husband’s shoulder, “Jseph, it’s enough. You cannot have a good sleep if you drink more.”

“No! I have to! This young man is so proud. He needs to be taken down a peg.”

Jseph continued to drink.

The spirit with a volume of over 60, was very strong, which made Zach also drunk.

At last, Jseph fell asleep, slumping over the table in front of the present. Mrs. Mckinley was awkward. “You see…”