Translator: Yunyi
“I’m not leaving. Let go, let go of…hic…me…
“I still want to d-drink…”
Tang Xinrou’s little face was flushed red from drinking. Her eyes were moving and her beauty was bedazzling.
Even though they were both women, Xu Yue’s eyes couldn’t help but twitch a little.
Of course… if Tang Xinrou hadn’t been so drunk that she was in a drunken stupor, Xu Yue would have been very happy to admire this beauty. After all, who didn’t like beautiful women?
But now, when she looked at Tang Xinrou, she wanted to beat her up.
Why did she have to accept Tang Xinrou’s mess?
“Drink!”
Xu Yue sneered as she gritted her teeth and stuffed a bottle of wine into Tang Xinrou’s hands.
“Continue drinking. I’ve already called your man. When he arrives, I’ll let him see how drunk you are!”
“1… urgh…”
Tang Xinrou burped, her eyes flashing as she shook her head, hugging the bottle.
“M-my man? Who… who is my man?”
“Who do you think it is?”
Xu Yue sneered, “It seems like you haven’t completely lost your mind? Do you know that when An Feiran comes later, you’ll be embarrassed when he sees how drunk you are?”
After saying this, she ignored Tang Xinrou and walked over to Song Yaoyao’s side.
The young girl was wrapped in a thin shawl and was nestled quietly on the sofa, looking obedient and not drunk at all.
But when one looked into her eyes, they would know that she was even drunker than Tang Xinrou.
Her clear and limpid eyes were now misty and hazy. She was like a lost child, soft and innocent, causing one’s heart to melt when they looked at her.
Xu Yue didn’t want to ridicule Tang Xinrou anymore.
eople often said that comparison is the death of joy.
Tang Xinrou, who completely didn’t care about her image, was instantly crushed into dregs when compared to Song Yaoyao!
Looking at her, even when she was drunk, she was so obedient and cute that it made people love her to death.
Meanwhile, Tang Xinrou was making a fuss on the other side, wanting to drink and spouting nonsense.
At this moment, she was shouting again. “I want, I want some pretty boys! Someone! Call a few pretty boys over for me! I want them to accompany me… Drink with me! Sing, dance… Striptease for me… Hehe…”
Xu Yue facepalmed.
Striptease?
She certainly knew how to have fun…
She bent down to help Song Yaoyao up and called out softly, “Yaoyao, wake up, we’re going home.”
Suddenly, she saw Song Yaoyao staring blankly at the door, blinking her eyes.
The room was filled with a strange atmosphere. Tang Xinrou, who had been shouting earlier, also suspiciously quietened down.
Xu Yue raised her eyebrows and turned her head.
When she saw the boy who had pushed open the door and entered, she was instantly amused.
“Oh, you came quite quickly.”
Xu Yue whistled in a casual manner. She cast a sidelong glance at the quiet Tang Xinrou and added fuel to the fire. “The pretty boy you wanted is here. Dear, please check the good. If you’re satisfied, remember to come
often.”
Tang Xinrou hugged herself and blinked innocently.
Her head was dizzy, but she still had an instinct for danger.
And…
She was aware of Miss Xu’s malicious intent.
“T’ll send Yaoyao back. You can send her back later. Have a good time. Don’t let this great opportunity go to waste.”
After saying this, Xu Yue let out a low laugh and helped Song Yaoyao out.
The boy seemed to have rushed over from home. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and blue jeans, looking refreshing. It was obvious that he was a well-behaved student and didn’t fit in with this place.
He nodded at Xu Yue and watched them leave before he closed the door behind him.
A soft knock on the door frame made Tang Xinrou shudder.
“Pretty boy?”.