I Forgot My Keys

Little Li happily turned around and left. Tonight, he could get a substantial commission just from Su Yang's table.

Su Yang picked up the wine bottle and poured wine for the newly arrived people.

As he poured, he said, "Yiyi, the 65 - level big brother who was with me in your live - stream room and gave you gifts is sitting right across from you."

"What?" Lin Yiyi froze with the wine glass in her hand. She looked at Meng Wenzhou sitting across from her.

"Is it this handsome guy?"

"It's me," Meng Wenzhou smiled and said.

"So you're that Lonely Guy. Then I must toast you," Lin Yiyi said.

Lin Yiyi saw that Meng Wenzhou was not only quite handsome but also the big brother who had given gifts in her live - stream room with Su Yang.

Although she didn't know Meng Wenzhou's real identity, someone who could splash out dozens of luxury gifts in her live - stream room mustn't be an ordinary person.

The unhappy look on her face just now completely disappeared.

She actively filled her glass with wine, politely raised it, and said sweetly with a smile, "Lonely Guy, thank you and Brother Su for your support. I'll drink first!"

After saying that, she downed the wine in one gulp.

Seeing this, Meng Wenzhou also picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all at once, being very obliging.

After the group briefly introduced themselves, suddenly, the entire nightclub fell silent again, and all the spotlights focused on Su Yang's table once more.

Seeing this, Su Yang rubbed his forehead and smiled helplessly. "Here we go again."

Meng Wenzhou sat back on the chair with a smile on his face. Apparently, he was used to it since he often consumed the most expensive items here.

"Brother Su doesn't like this kind of scene?"

"No, I just think it was quite a surprise the first time, but it's not that interesting the second time."

"True. Another day, I'll tell the boss to come up with some new tricks," Meng Wenzhou said casually. It sounded normal to Su Yang, but Tang Yuwei beside them was a bit disdainful.

She rolled her eyes mentally and thought, "Showing off."

Naturally, she didn't know Meng Wenzhou's identity. After all, Meng Wenzhou was usually very low - key, and Meng Jianyun had never publicly introduced his children, so few ordinary people knew him.

After the second round of the whole - room attention, the nightclub returned to normal.

"Their ceremony is a bit of a social - death situation," Shen Yixue beside Pan Ning said.

Hearing Shen Yixue's voice, Su Yang finally focused his eyes on her. She was wearing a delicate off - white long dress, and her dark - brown long curly hair was draped over her shoulders.

With a delicate makeup, she gave an overall impression of being very elegant, like a gentle and refined young lady from a well - to - do family.

Her facial features were also quite good. At first glance, she might not seem like a stunning beauty, but the more you looked at her, the more attractive she became.

— System.

[Shen Yixue, Age: 23 years old]

[Height: 168 cm]

[Weight: 53.5 kg]

[Beauty score: 87]

[Figure score: 86]

[Number of relationships: 1, has a boyfriend]

[Shen Yixue meets the system binding criteria. Do you want to bind?]

Su Yang looked at the information on the virtual screen and thought for a moment.

— She has a boyfriend, but she's really good - looking. Oh, whatever. Let's bind her first.

[Binding successful]

[Shen Yixue's favorability towards the host: 3]

Su Yang smiled indifferently. He didn't really care about Shen Yixue's favorability towards him. It would be great if it could increase, but it didn't matter if it couldn't. Among the people sitting here, he was only interested in Pan Ning.

Pan Ning was wearing a black baseball cap today, a loose Chanel T - shirt, a pair of tight ripped jeans on the bottom, and a pair of white French Mary Jane half - slippers on her feet.

She looked very relaxed, with her unique sense of world - weary charm, which made Su Yang take a few extra glances at her inadvertently.

"Come on, everyone has got to know each other. Let's drink," Su Yang said. As the host of the table, he started to take charge of the drinking game.

There were three men and four women at the moment. After looking around, Su Yang said, "How about we play a game in teams? The men on one side and the women on the other. We're one person short, so it'll be three against four. How about that?"

"Sure. Can you guys hold your liquor? Panpan can probably drink all three of you under the table," Shen Yixue said with a faint smile.

"Really? That awesome?" Su Yang looked at Pan Ning in disbelief.

Pan Ning didn't say a word and was burying her head in eating the side dishes on the table.

Seeing this, Su Yang looked at Meng Wenzhou, Pan Ning's cousin.

"Brother Meng, is what she said true?"

"Yes. Her alcohol tolerance is the best I've ever seen, no one else can compare," Meng Wenzhou replied.

"Damn it. Then what's the point of playing?"

"It's okay, Brother Su. Don't worry. I'm here. My alcohol tolerance is no joke either," Liu Bo patted his chest boldly and said.

"All right, then let's do it! It's just about drinking anyway."

The atmosphere was immediately enlivened by Su Yang and the others, and the seven of them started playing the dice - cup game.

An hour later, the men's team lost more often than they won. At this time, Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou's faces were already a bit red. Liu Bo was indeed good; he didn't show any sign of being drunk.

On the women's side, Lin Yiyi and Tang Yuwei's eyes were already a bit blurred.

Especially Lin Yiyi. She had already drunk a lot before, and now she had downed another six or seven glasses in a short time. Her face was flushed, and her eyes were wandering.

She looked at the time; it was already 12 o'clock.

She leaned closer to Su Yang and whispered, "Brother Su, I have a bit of a headache. I want to leave, but I didn't bring my keys with me today..."

Hearing this, Su Yang smiled faintly. 'You're being too obvious.'

"Why don't you and Yuwei go back first? I think she can't drink anymore either. I'm in the mood to play a bit more with them."

"Are you just going to let us two girls go back?"

"Then I'll transfer you two thousand yuan. You can go to a nearby hotel and get a room," Su Yang said straightforwardly and took out his phone to transfer two thousand yuan to Lin Yiyi.

Seeing this, Lin Yiyi had no choice but to give up reluctantly. She thought to herself, "Damn Su Yang. Do I want your two thousand yuan? I've made it so obvious. Why are you still drinking?"

"Humph. Do I have to directly invite you to go to a hotel with me? Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it!"

Thinking this way, she turned to whisper to Tang Yuwei. Although Tang Yuwei had also drunk a lot, she didn't want to leave.

If Lin Yiyi left, she would have a better chance of getting Su Yang tonight.

After she said a few words to Lin Yiyi, Lin Yiyi left in a huff.

"Hey, why is that beautiful girl leaving alone?" Liu Bo asked when he saw Lin Yiyi leaving.

"It's okay. Don't worry about her. Let's continue," Su Yang said.

Shua shua shua...

As the sound of the dice - cup stopped, Su Yang opened it and took a look.

Now it was his and Pan Ning's turn to roll. "Three fives," Su Yang said.

Pan Ning didn't even open the dice - cup and directly shouted, "Four sixes."

"Show me four sixes!" Su Yang didn't have a single six. He didn't believe it and directly challenged Pan Ning.

Pan Ning sat with her legs crossed, and gently lifted the dice - cup with her delicate hand. There were two ones and two sixes among the six dice.

In this game, a one can be regarded as any number, provided that no one called one in the first round.

Now Pan Ning had two ones and two sixes, exactly four sixes.

Su Yang widened his eyes and looked carefully. He shouted in disbelief, "Damn it. Are you cheating?"

"Cheating? This is skill. Drink up," Pan Ning said.

Meng Wenzhou and Liu Bo stood aside, chuckling.

Meng Wenzhou thought to himself, 'Brother Su, I'm afraid I can't help you this time. Anyone who plays games and drinks with my cousin is doomed!'

"Fine, you're amazing. I'll drink," Su Yang said, admitting defeat. He filled a glass of wine and downed it in one gulp.

Normally, it should have been Meng Wenzhou's turn to play with Pan Ning, but Su Yang interrupted, "Wait, I'm not convinced. I want to have another round with her."

Pan Ning swayed her crossed legs and said indifferently, "Follow the rules. If you want a one - on - one with me, you have to wait until this round is over."

Seeing Pan Ning's imposing manner, Su Yang had no choice but to give up.

As expected, Meng Wenzhou also lost to Pan Ning in the next round. Liu Bo clapped his hands to boost his own morale and shouted, "Let me go. Watch me take on all three of you!"

Recommend Series

No Attacking? I Rely on Passive Skills to Slaughter All Races

No Attacking? I Rely on Passive Skills to Slaughter All Races

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

I Feed Myself to the Demons in the Demon Suppression Bureau

I Feed Myself to the Demons in the Demon Suppression Bureau

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

Becoming the Emperor in a Female-Oriented Novel, and You Want Me to Kneel and Apologize?

Becoming the Emperor in a Female-Oriented Novel, and You Want Me to Kneel and Apologize?

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

Every Sect Member Gives Me One Year of Cultivation Every Day

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”