Jia Li on my mind...

Wei looked at him in disapproval, "you mean your drinking and my chauffeuring spree. And no, he won't be doing that. In fact, we could have a games night at home instead, every weekend. I will serve you wine instead of whiskey. Then I will thrash you at cards. Post that, you will go home on your own two feet."

"Since when have you become such a nag. You sound like my wife… nooooo, don't get me wrong. I wasn't referring to Mei Zhen here. I meant generally. As long as you are willing to turn that wine into whiskey and brace yourself for complete, utter humiliation at my hands in all variations of card games, I am in," he retorted, tongue-in cheek.

Wei gave him a smug look, "I think you have gross misconceptions about your own calibre. They would be dissipated within the first half hour of playing with me. Anyways, let me speak with dad and figure out his inclination towards hanging out with guys half his age."