Half an hour later, Song Yang slowly woke up and saw a pair of fluttering eyelashes and a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes.

But when he realized that it was a man, he couldn't help feeling a bit regretful.

"Song Zong, you're awake!"

Feng Tang noticed that the person beneath him had already regained consciousness, so he stopped his actions and prepared to return to his seat.

However, Feng Tang's legs became somewhat numb from maintaining a position for too long. As he stood up unsteadily, he directly toppled onto Song Yang.

"I'm sorry, Song Zong, my legs are numb!"

Feng Tang pretended to be at a loss, wanting to immediately get off Song Yang.

"Take it slow, don't fall."

Seeing this coquettish appearance of Feng Tang, Song Yang's thoughts wandered for a moment. He gently supported Feng Tang's slender waist and helped him back to the passenger seat.

The two of them were distracted by this episode, but fortunately, Feng Tang quickly brought up the topic of the dinner, covering up the moment of embarrassment.

During the dinner, the cups were raised and the atmosphere was convivial. Feng Tang played the role of an inexperienced rookie, carefully following behind Song Yang, seeking protection.

This dinner was hosted by Song Yang to win the project in Xishan, specially entertaining General Liu.

General Liu was a capable person, adept at maneuvering between politics and business. He attended the dinner only out of respect for Song Yang's parents. However, he looked down on this second-generation rich kid from the bottom of his heart, seeing him as useless except for losing money.

Song Yang was determined to secure the project in Xishan, but without a suitable business proposal, he would never agree.

Therefore, at the dining table, General Liu indulged in drinking and didn't mention anything about Xishan.

Poor Song Yang couldn't discern General Liu's attitude, so he kept drinking the wine handed to him, naively thinking that as long as General Liu was happy, everything would be fine.

As he drank more, Song Yang clearly felt his strength waning, but he had to keep up appearances.

At this moment, Feng Tang took away Song Yang's cup.

"Everyone, Mr. Song is feeling a bit under the weather today. He just took some medicine and can't drink so much alcohol."

I had told Feng Tang that this idiot Song Yang was stubborn and sensitive about others mentioning his illness, so Feng Tang described it as a minor cold, which was very thoughtful.

Feng Tang paused for a moment, as if making a determined decision.

"I have a lowly status and dare not drink on behalf of Mr. Song directly, but as a show of sincerity, I will first toast three cups to each person!"

After saying that, Feng Tang picked up Song Yang's cup, took the wine bottle, and toasted each person one cup at a time.

Gradually, Feng Tang's body swayed unsteadily, but he made great efforts to maintain his posture. He smiled reassuringly at Song Yang.

This smile completely broke through Song Yang's defenses. Feng Tang clearly couldn't handle alcohol, yet he was willing to go to such lengths for him.

He no longer cared about business or anything else. With alcohol in his system, he grabbed Feng Tang and walked out, leaving a table of people looking at each other.

"Song Zong, it's fine. I can still drink."

Feng Tang covered his mouth, feeling nauseous, but he still struggled to break free from Song Yang's grasp. The determined expression deeply moved Song Yang.

"I know that the project in Xishan is important to you. I don't want to see you feeling disappointed. Whatever you want, even if it means risking my life, I will help you get it!"

"You can't handle alcohol, so why force yourself?"

Song Yang helplessly patted Feng Tang's back to make him feel better.

"You were already feeling uncomfortable today, and drinking more alcohol will be harmful to your body. I... I would feel even worse than you..."

In the midst of changing lights and shadows, the figure in front of him became blurred. Feng Tang tremblingly reached out with both hands to touch Song Yang's face.

The ambiguous atmosphere between the two intensified.

Under Feng Tang's seduction, Song Yang's psychological defenses completelycollapsed. He couldn't resist the allure of Feng Tang any longer. In that moment, he leaned in and captured Feng Tang's lips with his own. The kiss was both tender and passionate, filled with the pent-up emotions that had been building between them.

Feng Tang's body went limp in Song Yang's arms, his initial surprise quickly giving way to reciprocation. He responded to the kiss with equal fervor, his hands finding their way to Song Yang's hair, pulling him closer.

Their tongues danced and their breaths mingled as they lost themselves in the intoxicating moment. The world around them ceased to exist as they surrendered to their desires.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally broke apart, their chests heaving with exertion and their eyes locked in a mix of longing and uncertainty.

"Feng Tang, I..." Song Yang's voice was filled with a mix of emotions, his words trailing off as he struggled to find the right ones to express his feelings.

Feng Tang placed a finger on Song Yang's lips, silencing him. His eyes held a softness that melted Song Yang's heart.

"Song Zong, actions speak louder than words," Feng Tang whispered, his voice laced with affection. "Let's take things one step at a time and see where this path leads us."

Song Yang nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He understood Feng Tang's words, and he was willing to embark on this uncertain journey together.

With their feelings laid bare and their hearts intertwined, Song Yang and Feng Tang left the world behind and embraced the unknown future that awaited them.

Little did they know that this unexpected turn of events would shape their lives in ways they couldn't have imagined. Love had found them amidst the chaos, and they were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, hand in hand.

And so, their story began, a tale of love, passion, and the courage to defy societal expectations.