Su Yang took down an unfamiliar bottle of red wine from the liquor cabinet. He wasn’t particularly knowledgeable about wine. When he had bought it at the supermarket, he’d simply picked the most expensive one without any idea whether it would taste good or not.
He sat down at the dining table, where the two girls were already drooling in anticipation.
"Hurry up, hurry up! I’m dying to eat!" Zhao Mengrou held her chopsticks, eyes locked on the dishes in front of her, ready to dig in at any moment.
Su Yang chuckled as he uncorked the wine. "Go ahead and eat, why so polite?"
"Then we won’t hold back!" The two girls grabbed their bowls and immediately started devouring the food.
"Wow!! This is amazing!"
"Mhm, so... so delicious!"
Gu Xiaoman, her mouth still full, set down her bowl and chopsticks to give Su Yang a thumbs-up.
"If it’s good, eat more. I don’t mind if you get fat."
"Shut up."
After pouring the wine into a decanter, Su Yang finally started eating.
Most girls were all talk—big eyes but small stomachs. Sure enough, the two barely finished one bowl of rice before rubbing their bellies and declaring they were full.
Su Yang widened his eyes. "You’re done already?"
"We can’t eat anymore."
"Then at least have some more dishes. I made so much—just nibble while we drink."
As he spoke, he poured wine for both of them.
Raising his glass, he swirled it slightly and said, "Come on, cheers."
The three clinked glasses and drank.
Half an hour later, Su Yang was also full, and the trio moved from the dining table to the couch to continue drinking.
After another half hour, Zhao Mengrou’s face was visibly flushed. She sat sideways on the couch with her legs pressed together, leaning back with a wine glass in hand. Her rosy cheeks made her look irresistibly tempting.
Gu Xiaoman wasn’t far behind, sitting cross-legged with a faint blush on her face.
[Ding! Detecting the host is in high spirits, enjoying the moment. Reward: 700,000.]
Seeing Su Yang’s grin stretch ear to ear, Gu Xiaoman teased, "What are you thinking about? You look so happy."
"Uh, nothing, just... something pleasant."
Gu Xiaoman shot him a sidelong glance. With her experience, she could roughly guess what was on his mind.
Soon, the bottle of wine was empty. Su Yang hadn’t drunk much—most of it had gone to Zhao Mengrou and Gu Xiaoman.
Looking at the drained bottle, Su Yang asked, "More?"
"Yes! We’re just getting into the mood!"
"Alright, I’ll grab another one."
He stood up to fetch another bottle from the cabinet. Outside, night had fully fallen. He dimmed the living room lights, leaving only a few purple LED strips glowing over the couch area.
The scene resembled the ambient lighting inside a Maybach at night.
Next, he connected the speakers and played some fitting soft music.
Compared to before, the atmosphere instantly became more intoxicating.
With the air conditioning on, the balcony’s floor-to-ceiling window was only slightly ajar. A gentle night breeze drifted in, making the curtains sway softly.
Outside, the night was hazy; inside, beautiful companions kept him company.
The three lounged on the couch, savoring the relaxed evening.
An hour later, Zhao Mengrou lay sprawled on the couch, her face bright red.
"Mengrou’s done for," Su Yang said with a laugh, glancing at Gu Xiaoman.
Gu Xiaoman had a better alcohol tolerance than Zhao Mengrou and wasn’t completely drunk yet, though she was well past tipsy.
Leaning against the backrest under the dim lighting, her beautiful face looked irresistibly alluring, exuding a mature and sensual vibe.
"I’m a little dizzy too."
"Then let’s stop. I feel like if you drink any more, you’ll end up throwing up again."
"Yeah, no more. I can’t handle it. I’m going to the bathroom."
Gu Xiaoman stood up unsteadily and headed for the restroom.
Su Yang set down his glass and scooted closer to Zhao Mengrou. "Mengrou? You asleep?"
"Mmm~ No, just a little lightheaded."
"Don’t lie down—it’ll make you dizzier. Sit up, chat a bit, drink some water."
"Then pull... pull me up. I can’t get up."
"Fine." Su Yang grabbed Zhao Mengrou’s soft arm and hauled her upright.
Her eyes were glazed, lips slightly parted as she smacked them. Her flushed cheeks were still curled in a smile.
Su Yang took a deep breath, opened a bottle of water, and handed it to her.
"Here, drink some water."
"Mhm."
"What kind of wine is this? It’s so strong. I’ve had red wine before, but I’ve never felt this dizzy."
"No idea. Just picked it randomly at the supermarket. It was over three thousand a bottle, though."
"Did you... drug us? Why am I so out of it?"
Su Yang rolled his eyes. "As if I’d do that. If I wanted something from you two, I’d go about it openly. I don’t resort to shady tricks."
"Heh, just kidding."
"Hey, where’s Xiaoman?"
"Bathroom. But seeing how drunk you both are, I doubt you’ll recover anytime soon. Might as well stay the night."
Zhao Mengrou swayed slightly and grinned. "Sure."
Just then, the sound of flushing came from the bathroom. Gu Xiaoman emerged after splashing water on her face.
"Ugh, two bottles of wine and I’m already wrecked. Did you buy counterfeit booze?"
Su Yang laughed. "Bought it from a legit supermarket—no way it’s fake. Probably just high alcohol content."
He then added, "You leaving tonight?"
"Where would I go? You’ve got plenty of rooms here. Just give me any one."
Su Yang smirked. "Staying comes with a condition, though."
"What condition?"
"Heh, you know what I mean, right?"
Gu Xiaoman rolled her eyes. "No, I don’t. No idea what you’re thinking."
Su Yang grinned. "Well, since neither of you is leaving, I’ll go grab some pajamas for you."
"You keep women’s pajamas at your place?" Gu Xiaoman gaped at him.
"Not women’s—just disposable guest pajamas."
"Disposable pajamas? Never heard of those."
Su Yang chuckled. "There’s a lot you don’t know. Wait here."
He went into the bedroom and returned with two sets of white, lace-trimmed sleepwear, handing one to each of them.
Without paying much attention, they accepted the clothes.
"Damn, the night view from your place is incredible," Gu Xiaoman remarked, setting the pajamas aside and walking to the balcony to admire the city lights.
Su Yang joined her. "That’s why I bought it—unobstructed river view, great in every way."
"Definitely. If I had the money, I’d get a place here too."
As they chatted, Zhao Mengrou wobbled to her feet. "I’m gonna take a shower."
Gu Xiaoman turned to her. "I’ll join you. It’s been ages since we showered together."
Hearing this, Su Yang’s eyes lit up. Grinning, he said, "How about... adding one more?"
"In your dreams!" Gu Xiaoman grabbed her pajamas and pulled Zhao Mengrou toward the bathroom.
Su Yang sighed. "What a shame! Such a scene, and I can’t be part of it."
He lit a cigarette and reclined on the balcony lounge chair, then pulled out his phone and opened WeChat.
Lu Yun had already sent him her home address earlier that afternoon.
Su Yang opened the message to check—the location showed a village on the outskirts of Yangcheng.
"Huh? Didn’t her family live in the city? When did she move to a village?"
Su Yang didn’t dwell on it. He typed a reply: "Got it. I’ll be there by noon tomorrow."
Lu Yun didn’t respond.
Su Yang shook his head. "Just wait till tomorrow—I’ll give you a huge surprise. Maybe have a couple of drinks with the old man in the evening too."
"Wait, no—why did I just call him ‘old man’? Damn it."
—System, show me my recent stats.
[Host: Su Yang]
[Age: 24]
[Height: 180 cm]
[Weight: 76 kg]
[Appearance: 88]
[Physique: 90]
[Body: 90]
[Charisma: 93]
[Skills: Master of Body Management, Professional Racing Driver Skills, Golden Divine Body, Intermediate Combat Skills, Alcohol Tolerance, Singing Mastery]
[Bonded Targets: Zhao Mengrou (Affection: 70), Lu Yun (Affection: 80), Lin Yiyi (Affection: 70), Gu Xiaoman (Affection: 70), Pan Ning (Affection: 95), Shen Yixue (Affection: 55), Lin Xiaomo (Affection: 80), Tang Ziyun (Affection: 68), Xinxiya (Affection: 10)]
[Balance: ¥176,295,732]

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