C5 (2/2)

Qiao Xinran was so angry that the roots of her teeth were itching, she wanted to wave her fist and break the smile on her face, but she suppressed her anger and said, ”Alright, I will drink!”

If she met this man today, she wouldn't be able to leave! Besides, she didn't want to be looked down upon by him.

He picked up his first glass of beer and downed it in one gulp. Next, the second cup, the third cup …

Seeing that half of the wine cup had become empty, Qiao Xinran's face also started to turn slightly red. Her two cheeks seemed to have been dyed red by a red glow, giving off a kind of soul-stirring beauty.

Mo Shanshan could not watch any longer, and walked over to her side and gently advised, ”Xiao Ran, don't drink anymore, if you continue drinking, you won't be able to take it anymore!”

Qiao Xinran smiled faintly at her, but ignored her. She turned her head, glared fiercely at Han Mo, and gulped down another cup.

The bitter liquid slid down her throat, making her feel dizzy. Her stomach was already starting to feel uncomfortable, but she still stubbornly drank one cup after another. However, her speed clearly slowed down.

She had to drink it even if she had to! She absolutely could not marry such an aloof and arrogant man!

Even if there was a slight possibility of annulling the engagement, she would still risk it all!

When the last cup of wine was poured into his stomach, his stomach began to spasm. Qiao Xinran heavily placed her wine cup on the counter and rushed into the washroom while covering her mouth.

She vomited until the sky went dark. This was the first time she drank so hard.

As if she was about to puke her stomach out, Qiao Xinran felt as if golden stars were shining in front of her eyes. She felt light on the top of her feet, and every step she took felt like she was stepping on clouds.

He managed to stand up using the door frame, but the moment he opened the door, his legs gave way and he collapsed onto the floor without any strength left in him.

The cold ground and pain that she had imagined didn't hit her, but a warm embrace held her tightly.

Her eyelids felt heavy as if it were filled with lead. Qiao Xinran could only vaguely make out the outline of Han Mo, and then, she fell asleep.

Seeing that the woman in his arms was not the least bit cautious, Han Mo slightly frowned, but he immediately carried her by the waist, and walked out of the bar.

Mo Shanshan who had rushed over saw her best friend being carried away by Han Mo and wanted to chase up, but was stopped by a few black-clothed men.

”Xiao Ran …” Mo Shanshan softly shouted at the back of the figure, and the few black-clothed men stepped forward, scaring her to the point where she hurriedly shut her mouth, not daring to say another word.

Not knowing why, but seeing such an excellent man like Han Mo carrying his best friend and leaving, she was not in the least bit in a good mood.

Why was she not in his arms?

As the sky darkened, a silver moon hung in the dark sky.

Qiao Xinran slept soundly on a soft bed. Her long eyelashes slightly trembled, and her face was bright red, as if she had wiped away a good rouge.

Her long black hair was let loose gently, as if it was covered with a fine piece of brocade.