“ir, let me drink that for you. I have a better capacity for alcohol than you do.”


    “Oh there’s no need. It’s just beer; there is very low alcohol content in it.” ir shook her head.


    The boy sitting next to them burst outughing when he heard the proposal.


    “Joslyn, you’re one to talk! Look at the three sses of beer in front of you. You haven’t even finished


    your own portion yet.”


    The game progressed quite rapidly and pretty soon, the table in front of the eight yers was full of


    sses and bottles of beer. Those who hadn’t taken part in the game helped them open the bottles and


    fill the sses. Some of them were beginning to lose their senses now.


    Ang’s Library


    ir thought that after her third call, no one else would call her anymore. One important reason behind


    that was that she hadn’t kept in touch with her old friends for long ever since she began to study


    abroad. However, much to her surprise, she still received quite a number of calls after that. Maybe


    some of her followers found the game interesting and were just calling her for fun. However, what


    annoyed her the most was that some of the calls were frompletely strangers who had deliberately


    pulled a prank on her. Most probably, they were the followers of the other seven contestants.


    Now, there were several tall sses of beer waiting for her. She threw a sideways nce at Joslyn,


    who was busy herself with her own portion of beer. Helpless, she asked the others, “Guys, can we take


    a break first?”


    “Of course. But I think there will be even more sses waiting for you as the game goes on. Look at


    Aby. He’s set quite an example!” A girl gloated as she pointed to a wealthy boy sitting on the sofa.


    About a dozen tall sses were already ced in front of him and his phone didn’t seem to be showing


    any signs of dying down.


    Compared to him, ir’s situation was not that bad. But she was already feeling quite full. And if she


    got drunk, it would have been additional trouble.


    However, she had made the choice herself. She had volunteered to take part in this game, so no


    matter how much she regretted her decision, she had to face the consequences. She picked up a ss


    of beer resignedly and began to gulp it down. It didn’t even feel that good anymore.


    However, the trouble was short lived. Because the more they drank, the more excited the eight gamers


    became. Loud music soon began to drift over from their table. ir and Joslyn were singing at the top


    of their Lungs. One of the songs they chose turned out to be a romantic duet. In her drunken moment,


    ir released all of her bottled up emotions through the song.


    In the end, she finally had to send up a new post in her Moments.


    “Please, please. I’ve drunk eleven sses already. I can’t take another one. Don’t call me anymore.”


    There were several crying emojis after that and a few begging hands.


    Normally, ir wouldn’t have asked for mercy in such a pathetic manner. But she was drunk now. She


    was going to have no idea what she was doingter on. And she was already drinking her twelfth ss


    which wasn’t finished yet.


    ir had a few hundred WeChat friends. After she sent out the second post, a lot of people


    commented below, saying that they were willing toe over and drink her sses for her. Who would


    have said no to free beer! Some of the boys even sent a private message to her, asking for her


    location.


    ir browsed through thements and replied, “No, thanks. It’s just a game. It will be over soon.”


    She didn’t want to involve anyone outside the group and certainly not boys she hadn’t even talked to


    ina long time.


    Original from N?velDrama.Org.


    She copied the sentence and also sent it to the boys who had texted her.


    But very soon after that, she received Hartwell’s message.


    “My secretary just told me about your update. Don’t drink anymore. Turn down the drinks. I’ming to


    pick you and Joslyn up.”


    She tilted her head and saw that Joslyn was lying on the sofa in a slightly drunken state. Her speech


    was a bit slurred too. As the birthday girl, Joslyn had drunk more than ir had. ir gave her a slight


    kick and asked, “Did your husband just text you?”


    “Yes. He’sing to pick us up.”


    ir sighed when she heard that. To be honest, she envied her friend a bit; Joslyn had a husband to


    come pick her up in such situations. ir felt that she herself was a poor bachelor. What was worse,


    when


    Hartwell picked them up, she would feel like the third wheel between him and Joslyn.


    She suddenly thought of Wesley. ‘I wonder what he’s doing right now. He must be busy. He won’t even


    know about my Moments, ‘ she thought gloomily, letting out a heavy sigh.


    She leaned her head on Joslyn’s shoulder, watching the other guys chatting fervently under the


    influence of the alcohol. Even she had be talkative due to the twelve sses.