Chapter 1957 - 1958: Caught Red-Handed
Chapter 1957: Chapter 1958: Caught Red-Handed
Zhu Zhu, facing away from the door, didn’t notice the sound of it opening. Her apple-red face flushed with excitement as she stood up, "Wow, wow, Rong Yan, I didn’t expect you to draw number 8, hahaha, who is number 6? I just ordered number 6 and number 8 to kiss."
The boy next to Rong Yan, with a cool demeanor, raised the card in his hand, "I drew number 6."
Zhu Zhu got excited, "Then you two..."
Rong Yan really wanted to give her a smack. This silly girl didn’t know she was married. Before Zhu Zhu could say anything embarrassing, she quickly picked up her wine glass, "I’ll drink!"
This game is called the King’s Game, where everyone can draw a card, but there’s only one King card. The one who draws the King card can command two people to do anything, and the chosen pair have no right to refuse.
If they refuse, they have to drink as a penalty.
Rong Yan had good luck all night and never drew a penalty card. Who knew she would be drawn by a middle schooler like Zhu Zhu, with such a big challenge.
There was no way she would kiss a stranger, so she had to take the penalty drink.
She acted so straightforwardly that Zhu Zhu, unable to enjoy the spectacle, sulked and said, "Rong Yan, your glass of foreign liquor is very strong, you’ll get drunk if you drink it, don’t you want to reconsider?"
Estelle had enough of her, stuffed a piece of apple into her mouth to shut her up, "I see she’s not drunk, you’re the one already drunk, hurry up and eat something~!"
"I’ll drink it for you." The man sitting beside Rong Yan snatched the glass from her hand.
He was the top star at Meizu, with a handsome face and an aristocratic air cultivated from a rich upbringing that other escorts at Meizu didn’t have. With a cold face, he had a unique charm, no wonder he stood out among so many service staff at Meizu. Leng Feng rarely socialized, but he came today because he heard Rong Yan was present. Otherwise, he wouldn’t want to be part of such a chaotic gathering.
Who knew that the whole night Rong Yan hadn’t interacted with him, hadn’t even spoken a word to him, and the group was quite restrained, with none of those disgusting antics of wealthy women.
Just as Zhu Zhu mentioned number 6 and number 8 kissing, he was displeased because he drew number 6 and didn’t know who number 8 was.
When he heard that Rong Yan drew number 8, a quick thrill flashed through his mind. Who would have thought, before anyone in the room cheered, she had readily picked up the wine glass.
Rong Yan’s glass was suddenly taken from her hand, "Uh..." she muttered, bewildered as she looked up, her eyes suddenly catching sight of something ahead.
She immediately forgot about the people around her and shot up from the sofa.
Estelle was still trying to keep Zhu Zhu quiet, and seeing this, she asked, "What’s wrong?"
Rong Yan stood with her mouth open, wearing an indescribable expression, "...Dead."
"What’s dead?" Estelle turned her head to look as well, and instantly felt a chill down her neck. She rubbed her neck, showing the same indescribable expression as Rong Yan, and quickly stood up from her seat.
Gu Linxi, like the rest, looked at them curiously, "What are you doing?"
Following their gaze, everyone was dumbfounded.
A man in black clothes and black pants, standing at 185 cm with a tall, commanding figure, quietly walked into the room, blending with the lighting as if he was part of it...
He didn’t speak, but the aura around him was enough to freeze the room.
Fu Yi, the only person among the three enjoying the scene, greeted Rong Yan with a smile, "Miss Rong, long time no see, I haven’t had the chance to congratulate you yet."