Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?-Chapter 153: Drinking and Such
Dong Feifei saw this scene and got very angry, feeling betrayed, "Tong Yan, you actually dared to seduce Brother Yimo right in front of me! You clearly admitted defeat, how can you still deny it? Brother Yimo is obviously mine!"
"..." Tong Yan looked sincere, "He forced me, do you believe it? Anyway, I believe it."
As soon as she said that, Dong Feifei got even angrier, "Not only did you seduce my Brother Yimo, you’re also slandering him! A duel! I want to duel with you again!"
Does nobody believe the truth these days!
Can’t stand these middle school girls.
She was serious, geez!
Another duel.
Tong Yan was troubled, "What’s the challenge this time?"
"Let’s drink." Bo Yimo suddenly spoke, his brow and eyes appearing exceptionally gentle under the dim light, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, like melting winter snow, exuding warmth.
Dong Feifei’s eyes lit up, nodding to agree, "Brother Yimo truly loves me, so let’s compete in drinking."
Her drinking capacity is quite good!
Tong Yan braced herself, drinking contest...
Her drinking capacity seems a bit weak.
"Can we change the type of contest?" Tong Yan suggested.
Dong Feifei scanned her up and down, smiled smugly, and decided, "Seems like you’re not good at drinking, so let’s go with this!"
Tong Yan: ...
Whatever she dreads, she’ll face it.
Can’t mess with these middle school girls.
Qiao Jing opened a bottle of Penfolds Grange and filled their glasses.
Tong Yan realized that this duel wasn’t too bad after all; this wine costs hundreds of thousands per bottle, even a sip is worth some serious money!
The table was filled with these types of wines, adding up to several million at least.
The lives of wealthy people, unbelievably extravagant!
Dong Feifei grabbed her glass and downed it in one go, "Brother Qiao, fill it up, fill it up!"
In just a few moments, Dong Feifei had already downed several glasses, then taunted, "Tong Yan, hurry and drink."
Tong Yan took a deep breath and finished a glass in several gulps.
Such luxurious wine truly tastes different, with a lingering, smooth texture, as velvety as pure silk...
Alright, she couldn’t make up more.
As a tomboy, she completely can’t tell the difference between cheap and expensive wines!
Everyone saw Tong Yan drinking so briskly, and thought she was just like Dong Feifei and could drink a lot, so they all started jeering, filling her glass right after finishing.
Within minutes, they had finished a bottle of wine worth hundreds of thousands.
Qiao Jing opened another bottle, about to pour it for Tong Yan when a hand blocked him, "That’s enough."
Hm?
What do you mean enough?
The contest was at its climax, how can it be enough!
Everyone looked at Bo Yimo, who had a faintly charming smile at the corners of his lips, "She’s drunk."
She, Tong Yan.
Everyone looked at Tong Yan, whose face was unflushed, heartbeat steady, and whose eyes were still very clear, definitely not looking drunk.
They all protested, "Just a few drinks and you’re hurting already, you can’t be this biased, this is a competition, competition, be careful if Feifei cries."
They grew up in the same compound, naturally having great feelings for each other. There were few girls in the compound, one had gone abroad, leaving only this one, and they feared nothing except this girl crying.
It’s like demonic sounds penetrating the brain, causing severe spiritual and physical trauma.
So, usually, they pamper her, indulge her.
No choice really, geez.
Bo Yimo chuckled lightly, his eyes dark as ink, full of tenderness, with the light falling into his eyes like scattered sparkles, creating ripples, "She’s really drunk."
