Chapter 125 Hot Cheeks


    Jean smiled as she knew that the other women would dish out mindless, meaningless praise. And so


    she said, "I found a good husband. Didn''t you find good husbands as well? Speaking of husbands, how


    about we y a game?" a hint of slyness shed in her eyes.


    "What game?"


    "A game to see whose husband can drink the most. If they can''t drink any more, then we will drink


    instead. How about that?" As soon as Jean finished exining, the other women were stunned. They


    didn''t expect that Jean would put forward such an idea.


    Madeline frowned and forced a smile, "This isn''t a very good game. All of our husbands have drunk a


    lot already. Look at Maggie''s husband. He''s asleep now."


    "Let''s find out." Jean said with a sly smile as she turned to Zed. "Honey, would you mind ying the


    game?" She asked Zed before leaning forward and whispering, "You are not drunk yet. Can you


    manage one more little drink, please?" She implored hoping that Zed would agree.


    He raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "I''m game! But the other men might not be able to manage."


    There was a hint of mockery in his tone.


    Madeline couldn''t stand the challenge in his words and so, she said to her husband, "Since you''ve


    already emptied your stomach, you must be feeling better. Can you y?"


    Mark Li, Madeline''s husband, gulped at the idea of more alcohol. But he couldn''t refuse Madeline, not


    after she shed him a hostile expression. And so, he nodded and forced a smile. "Since Mr. Qi wants


    to y, how could we refuse?"


    Hearing him, the other men groaned. They had drunk enough and didn''t feel up to the challenge either.


    However, they couldn''t refuse now and leave it to their wives to enter the drinkingpetition.


    Jean didn''t worry about whether or not she was going to win this game because she knew that Zed had


    great tolerance for alcohol. She smiled when she saw that Zed was able to drink more than the other


    men. She won the game twice in a row. Zed sipped at his drink slowly while the other three men had


    rushed to empty their sses. Perhaps they thought they''d be able to rx after they had emptied their


    sses.


    Maggie shook her head and said in defeat, "I can''t drink more. I can''t drink any more." She cursed her


    husband for having drunk enough to pass out. If it hadn''t been for his low tolerance level, she would not


    be drinking in his ce. She covered her mouth and rushed out even before she could finish her


    protest.


    Madeline frowned and nced at Maggie''s retreating form. She waved her hand and said in a cold


    voice, "Shame!"


    A few more roundster, all the men except Zed had passed out. Jean wore a triumphant smile as she


    stared at the three women.


    Wendy''s and Madeline''s faces turned as dark as coal. Their intention was to get Jean drunk. However,


    the game started after their husbands had drunk a lot. Had their men not been so drunk already, the


    challenge might have been a fair one and they might have had a better opportunity to get Jean drunk.


    However, given their present predicament, it seemed as though their n was not going to work.


    Wendy said with an embarrassed smile, "Look, they are already drunk. I''m afraid they can''t drink any


    more. How about we just ... call it an end for today?"


    "No way! You didn''t even drink thest ss we poured for you." Jean smiled as she stood up and


    refilled their sses with wine. She said, "This is thest bottle. There''s no more wine left."


    The three women looked at the full sses and swallowed. They were struggling. However, the thought


    of not having to drink any more spurred them to finish. And so, they lifted their sses, closed their


    eyes, and gulped down the alcohol.


    Jean was thrilled and pped her hands as she stepped out of the room. She loudly asked the waiter


    to serve two cases of beer.


    Upon hearing that Jean had called for beer, the three women were shocked. They exchanged panicked


    nces before turning to Jean. She smiled triumphantly when she saw how miserable they looked.


    "What''s wrong?" she asked with feigned concern. "Was the wine too much? You''ve been so busy with


    your acting and schedules. I believe you have not rxed for a long time. This is a good chance for you


    to enjoy yourselves. Don''t waste such a good opportunity." Jean coaxed.


    "But, beer will give us beer bellies. We have to stay slim." Zabrina shook her head and tried to exin.


    Jean waved her hand dismissively. "You worry too much. As if a little beer will make you fat. Oh, wait, I


    just remembered that my husband is going to invest in a movie, but there''s a small issue. The crew


    hasn''t been able to find the perfect actress to y the leading role. Now that I have met the three of


    you, I must say, I think you are all perfect. It''s just I don''t know which of you should be picked for the


    movie ..." Jean bit her lip and turned to face Zed. She didn''t want him to contradict her. And so she


    smiled at him hoping that Zed would understand. When Zed returned her smile, Jean rxed.


    Hearing that Zed was investing in a movie, the three actresses scrambled to say, "In this case, we


    should have fun together. Drinking beer doesn''t have much to do with a beer belly. Jean, let''s drink. I


    can drink a lot."


    "Me too. Where is the beer? Waiter, hurry up ..."


    "Right. We all can drink tonight without worrying about careers and schedules. You are absolutely right,


    Jean. Since we are here to rx, then we don''t need to let our troubles ruin this night. Let''s just put


    them aside and do as we please."


    Jean was satisfied with the effect she had. She knew that the actresses would be enticed with the


    prospect of being selected for a movie funded by the Qi Group. She nodded her head as two male


    waiters carried beer into the room. Their eyes glimmered when they saw the celebrities.


    "Put the beer here. Close the door on your way out." Madeline spoke curtly to the waiters.


    After the waiters had left, the women began ying Jean''s game.


    Two hourster ... Between the three of them, the women had drunk five cases of beer. Jean only had


    five bottles. Although she was trying to stay calm, she was struggling. She wasn''t ustomed to


    drinking. The actresses, however, could drink much more than her.


    For that reason, Jean had been sly enough to drink a lot less than the actresses. Madeline had drunk


    the most. She had consumed almost eighteen bottles of beer. Jean started to feel sorry for these


    celebrities. It seemed that they had suffered to develop their career.


    However, they weren''t worth the pity. They schemed to bully her in the beginning.


    "Come on, finish thest bit. There isn''t much left in your bottles." Jean walked to Wendy and Madeline


    with half a bottle in her hand. She smiled enchantingly, "Drink or you will lose the game."


    "I can''t. I can''t drink anymore." Madeline and Wendy excused herself from the game. Zabrina had


    passed out on the carpet.


    "No. You have to drink it." Jean insisted.


    "Please. We really can''t drink any more." Wendy slurred. Before Jean could reply, Wendyy down on


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    Madeline saw that and felt victorious. After all, Maggie had run out a long time ago. Zabrina was


    snoring on the carpet and now, Wendy had joined her. From amongst the four celebrity women,


    Madeline had the greatest tolerance for alcohol. That gave her something to be proud of. Slowly, she


    "Hey, how can you ..." Jean protested.


    "That''s enough!" Zed stood and walked toward her. He frowned and said, "It''s time for you to go to


    bed!"


    "No. I''m not done yet." Jean mumbled. "They have to finish their beer..." But Zed wasn''t listening. He


    scooped Jean in his arms and carried her outside the room.


    "Put me down. Put me down ..." Jean was in an ufortable position. Instead of carrying her in his


    arms, Zed has tossed her over his shoulder. She rubbed her face when she began to feel dizzy. Then


    Jean mumbled, "Why do I feel so sick? I don''t feel good ... "


    After stepping into the elevator, Zed retorted, "What made you think you wouldn''t feel sick after drinking


    so much? Do you think you are just like them? Those women drink practically every day. They have


    more practice. And you? You barely drink!"


    Jean felt as though she needed to exin herself. However, her brain felt so heavy that she couldn''t


    think. She closed her eyes gradually ...


    Zed put Jean down on the bed gently before undressing her. He used a wet washcloth to cool her hot,


    red cheeks. As he settled Jean into the bed, he wondered why he hadn''t interrupted the game earlier.


    Why did he let her get so carried away?


    "Why were you so determined to get them drunk today?" Zed asked calmly.


    Jean''s eyes flew open at the question. Being reminded of her purpose had sobered her up. She


    pointed at Zed and said, "They wanted to bully me. They talked poorly about me when they thought I


    wasn''t around. They nned on getting me drunk to embarrass me today. I simply reversed their n.


    Am I horrible for wanting to get revenge? They started it. It''s all their fault."


    "Spoke poorly about you?" Zed questioned. His eyes turned cold. He asked, "What did they say?"


    "Of course, they did. What did you think would happen? This happens all the time!" She sat up in bed


    and glowered at Zed as if he were to me.


    All of a sudden, she wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her cheek against his. Jean ced


    a soft kiss on his cheek before continuing, "It''s all because of you. Do you know that? It''s your fault! I


    didn''t want to fall in love with you. But I did. And I cannot help but feel jealous when other women


    confess to being in love with you. It breaks my heart!"