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This time, Ye Bai drank the wine much faster than he had the previous two cups.

After finishing the drink, Ye Bai seemed unable to even hold the glass properly. His pupils were completely unfocused. He sat there staring straight at Wang Teng, constantly swallowing, as if trying to suppress the urge to vomit.

Wang Teng even took out his phone, his anticipation growing stronger.

After waiting for a long time, Ye Bai not only didn't vomit, but also gave Wang Teng a strange look and said with a thick tongue, "Young Master Wang, why aren't you drinking? Are you trying to admit defeat?"

Han Mengmeng snorted coldly, "It's also possible that they're trying to cheat."

Li Fengyun and the Xie brothers didn't interrupt, but their expressions towards Wang Teng became subtle.

There was a hint of disdain in his skepticism.

They agreed to have a drinking contest, but now Ye Bai has finished three cups, while Wang Teng's third cup is still sitting there.

Regardless of Ye Bai's current state, at least his drinking etiquette is still impeccable.

"Don't worry, I have never had the habit of defaulting on debts."

Wang Teng snorted coldly, his face grim, and gritted his teeth as he picked up the wine glass.

If possible, he really didn't want to drink that cup anymore.

Although he seemed fine on the surface, Wang Teng felt an increasingly burning sensation in his stomach, as if it were constantly churning.

If you stop drinking or wait a while, the effect will pass and you'll be fine.

But if we drink again, things could get complicated.

So when Wang Teng saw Ye Bai impulsively down his third glass of wine, he was so excited he almost jumped up and cheered.

Once the other person vomits, he has achieved his goal and naturally doesn't need to drink anymore.

At that time, everyone's attention will be focused on Ye Bai's embarrassment, and no one will care whether he actually drank that glass of wine or not.

Unfortunately, for some reason, although Ye Bai's drunkenness became increasingly obvious, he managed to resist vomiting, which thwarted his plans.

As a member of the Wang family and a leading figure among the younger generation of wealthy families in Jingzhou, Wang Teng certainly couldn't go back on his word in front of everyone.

So he had no choice but to grit his teeth and drink the wine.

However, considering his alcohol tolerance and the preparations he had made beforehand, Wang Teng felt that there shouldn't be any major problems.

However, Wang Teng clearly misjudged the situation this time.

Once alcohol reaches a certain limit, every additional drop doubles the burden on the body.

After struggling to finish the drink in his glass, Wang Teng felt his consciousness beginning to blur.

His stomach churned violently, and although he tried to grit his teeth and endure it, he couldn't hold it in and vomited on the spot.

Ye Bai, who was prepared, pulled Han Mengmeng aside and dodged ahead of time. However, those guys who fawned over Wang Teng were not so lucky and were vomited all over their heads and bodies.

"That's disgusting!!"

Seeing the eldest son of the Wang family vomiting uncontrollably like a fountain, Li Fengyun and the Xie brothers almost vomited as well. They quickly moved as far away as possible and asked the club's staff to clean up.

At this moment, Ye Ruyan, who was greeting other guests not far away, finally noticed the situation and quickly came over.

Seeing the usually impeccably dressed, handsome, and charming young master of the Wang family now curled up and rolled around in his own vomit like a maggot, Ye Ruyan was completely stunned...

What is this? Is it performance art by scions of prominent families in Shanghai?

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"Ye Bai, are you sure you really don't need me to buy you some hangover medicine or something? Drinking so much alcohol will easily cause health problems for you!"

The smell in the private room was so disgusting that Ye Bai and Han Mengmeng simply went to the room next door that they had previously opened.

Han Mengmeng was a little worried about Ye Bai's health. Although she already knew that he was pretending to be drunk, it was still about four catties of foreign liquor, not Coke or Sprite.

"It's alright, this foreign liquor is nothing special, much worse than our baijiu."

Ye Bai smiled and shook his head, then rubbed his face.

Acting is much more tiring than drinking.

He went to great lengths to get Wang Teng to fall into his trap.

"By the way, did you take any pictures just now?"

Ye Bai suddenly realized that he had overlooked a crucial detail.

The eldest son of the Wang family was swimming in vomit. This is probably a once-in-a-lifetime event, and it would be a waste not to take a picture to preserve the memory.

"They filmed it, and they even recorded a video!"

Han Mengmeng nodded, smiling happily.

She rarely had emotional fluctuations before, but for some reason, she could always laugh out loud involuntarily whenever she was with Ye Bai.

It's no exaggeration to say that in the short month or so since she met Ye Bai, she has laughed more times than in the previous nineteen years.

Of course, there were also so many interesting things that happened when I was with Ye Bai.

This thing is like the nemesis of rich kids; whenever the two meet, the other will definitely suffer, and there will be at least one of them.

"Good job!"

Ye Bai gave Han Mengmeng a thumbs up, realizing that this girl was indeed a good partner, but her constant desire to marry him was a real headache.

"Ye Bai, you were faking being drunk after all! Wang Teng has really been screwed over by you this time!"

At this moment, Li Fengyun and the Xie brothers also ran into the private room.

Although high-end clubs like Yunqi Pavilion have excellent ventilation and professional odor removal tools, and the staff are very skilled, it still takes some time for the strong smell to completely dissipate.

Not only did Li Fengyun and the Xie brothers run away, but many guests also chose to say goodbye and leave.

The gathering that Ye Ruyan and Wang Teng had organized was completely ruined by the latter's shocking revelation.

"Don't talk nonsense. I was drunk too, but I can hold my liquor better than Wang Teng."

Ye Bai shook his head in denial, refusing to take the blame at all.

"That's right, all three of you were there at the time. It was Wang Teng who challenged Ye Bai to a drinking contest first. In the end, he lost and embarrassed himself. That's his own problem. What does it have to do with Ye Bai?"

"And strictly speaking, Ye Bai is also a victim. I'm about to take him to the hospital for an IV drip to prevent alcohol poisoning!"

Han Mengmeng snorted unhappily from the side, but her expression showed no sign of anger or resentment. Instead, her eyes curved into a smile, clearly indicating that she was trying hard to suppress her laughter.

Ye Bai pretending to be drunk was a secret between the two of them, and Han Mengmeng certainly wouldn't let Li Fengyun, those three big third wheels, get involved.

"From now on, I doubt anyone in Jingzhou will dare to challenge you to a drinking contest!"

Li Fengyun felt a pang of envy; a man's drinking capacity and stamina were undoubtedly two powerful weapons for navigating the world of martial arts.

Being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk—just thinking about it is an incredibly cool and manly thing to do.

However, most of these skills are innate, although there is a chance to develop them through training, but it is very difficult.

"Ye Bai, you bastard! How dare you sneak out here with that little vixen behind my back! I'm going to kill you today..."

At that moment, the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open again, and Qin Wanqing stormed in angrily with several Qin family bodyguards while cursing.

However, upon seeing the scene inside the private room, Qin Wanqing's expression froze, and she instantly stood there stunned...