Lin Xuan is Drunk

Under Su Hua's icy gaze, Jiang Qing silently retreated from the living room and waited outside for her.

"Ah Xuan, I've already read your novel. There are many subtle, flirtatious moments between the male and female leads. When I come back tonight, let me try some of them out," Su Hua whispered into Lin Xuan's ear, her voice low.

Lin Xuan: "!!!"

His novel did indeed include quite a few flirtatious scenes—after all, it was a story about a yandere character, so such elements were unavoidable.

Dammit!

If only he had chosen a different genre!

But why did he feel a strange sense of excitement about this?

In a Maybach, Su Hua sat in the back seat, driven by a chauffeur, while Jiang Qing occupied the passenger seat.

"Ms. Su, everyone has basically arrived and is waiting for you at the Paper Drunk Gold Club," Jiang Qing reported.

"Mhm."

Su Hua responded indifferently.

Lin Xuan, now dressed in a fresh outfit, appeared at the Paper Drunk Gold Club.

Ye Li followed closely behind him, a cold smirk curling at the corners of his lips.

"Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan, your good days are about to come to an end."

He had arranged everything meticulously, ensuring that his plan would proceed without a hitch.

To his delight, Su Hua had also arrived at the club.

He wanted Su Hua to witness firsthand how Lin Xuan would mess around with those two women. He refused to believe that, after seeing it with her own eyes, Su Hua wouldn't kick Lin Xuan to the curb!

Inside the luxurious and exquisite private room, most of the attendees were from Shangqing University.

Qin Ruoyao, dressed in an evening gown, deliberately walked back and forth in front of Lin Xuan, but failed to catch even a single glance from him.

Frustrated, she sat down on the sofa.

"Ruoyao, you should stop wasting your energy," Wang Ping shook his head. "Lin Xuan already has Ms. Su. How could he possibly have eyes for you?"

A girl who disliked Qin Ruoyao chimed in, "Yeah, Qin Ruoyao, even if you still have feelings for Lin Xuan, don't bother. Between you and Ms. Su, anyone with half a brain knows who he'd choose. And do you really dare to compete with Ms. Su for a man? That's just asking for trouble."

"You're overthinking it," Qin Ruoyao's expression darkened. "I never liked Lin Xuan in that way. I just felt sad about losing him as a friend and mistook that for romantic feelings."

"Really?" Wang Ping raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced.

Qin Ruoyao bit her lip.

If only she hadn't pursued Lin Xuan. Now she had become the laughingstock of her classmates.

Everywhere she went on campus, she could hear people gossiping about her, Lin Xuan, and Su Hua.

Lin Xuan and Su Hua were portrayed as the perfect, loving couple.

Meanwhile, she was cast as the homewrecker trying to sabotage their relationship.

Her reputation had been utterly ruined because of Lin Xuan.

"Out of all our classmates, Lin Xuan is the most successful. He wrote a best-selling novel, started a highly successful novel website, and became Ms. Su's boyfriend," Wang Ping remarked with admiration.

Other students believed that Lin Xuan's success was largely due to Su Hua's support. Otherwise, how could he have achieved so much in such a short time? In just a month, he had turned his novel website into the second-largest in the industry, even threatening to surpass the leading site, Leap Novel Website!

Even though they thought Lin Xuan was living off Su Hua's wealth, they still admired him. After all, being able to live off someone else's success was a skill, and being able to live off Su Hua's success was an even greater feat!

"Yeah, he's really impressive. After we graduate, Lin Xuan will probably be the most successful among us."

"The Lin family truly produces extraordinary individuals."

Wang Dahe had to leave early due to food poisoning.

A server approached with a tray of drinks.

"Sir, this is your drink," the server said, holding a tray with only one glass left as he approached Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan took the glass.

A dark glint flashed in Ye Li's eyes.

The drink was laced with an aphrodisiac. Fifteen minutes after drinking it, the person would feel as if they were drunk, and ten minutes after that, they would become uncontrollably aroused.

Lin Xuan placed the glass on the table, showing no intention of drinking it.

Ye Li, growing impatient, called Wang Ping over.

"Brother Ye, what's up?" Wang Ping asked, frowning.

"Find a way to get him drunk," Ye Li instructed.

"Why do you want to get him drunk?" Wang Ping looked puzzled.

"I just met with Lin Xuan," Ye Li said with a hint of melancholy. "He refuses to forgive me, and I don't even know why he suddenly started arguing with me and distancing himself. He won't tell me the reason."

"They say drunk people speak their minds. I want to hear if a drunken Lin Xuan will reveal the truth. I want to salvage our friendship."

"Alright, Brother Ye, I'll help you get him drunk!"

Wang Ping, naive and unsuspecting, didn't notice anything amiss.

Brother Ye had even spent a fortune throwing him this birthday party. Helping him with such a small request was the least he could do!

Wang Ping grabbed a glass of wine and a bottle of red wine, then walked over to Lin Xuan.

"Lin Xuan, everyone's drinking, but you're not. Are you trying to disrespect me?" Wang Ping sat down beside Lin Xuan and raised his glass. "Come on, have a drink!"

Lin Xuan glanced in Ye Li's direction.

Ye Li was really impatient, wasn't he? He couldn't even wait a little longer.

Well, Lin Xuan would play along and give Ye Li the show he wanted.

Lin Xuan picked up the glass, tilted his head back, and downed the entire drink in one go.

Ye Li's hands trembled with excitement.

Lin Xuan had drunk it! He had consumed the spiked drink! Everything would proceed as planned.

Soon after, Lin Xuan felt his head spinning and collapsed onto the table.

"He's already drunk?" Wang Ping frowned.

Lin Xuan had only had two glasses of red wine. How could he be such a lightweight?

"Brother Ye," Wang Ping approached Ye Li. "Lin Xuan is completely passed out. There's no way you'll be able to get anything out of him now."

"Guess it can't be helped. I'll try again another time," Ye Li sighed. "Wang Ping, why don't you ask the hotel staff to take him home?"

The Paper Drunk Gold Club offered excellent service. For customers who had had too much to drink, they would either book them a room or arrange for someone to take them home.

"Alright."

Wang Ping immediately called over a server.

"Excuse me, where does this gentleman live?" the server asked politely.

Wang Ping was stumped. He had no idea, and with Lin Xuan completely unconscious, there was no way to ask for his address.

"How about this? Book him a room. I'll cover the cost," Ye Li said, pulling out a bank card.

"Very well, I'll arrange it for you right away," the server said, swiping the card before helping Lin Xuan out of the room.

"Brother Ye, you're such a good friend to all of us," Wang Ping said with admiration.

Good?

Ye Li sneered inwardly.

There was no such thing as friendship—just mutual exploitation.

Lin Xuan was taken to a private room on the top floor.

Two people were already hiding in the room—one behind the curtains and the other inside the bedroom closet.

Not long after, two attractive women with striking figures entered the room.

Ye Li had originally planned to send two overweight and unattractive women to Lin Xuan, but that would have made Su Hua suspect that Lin Xuan had been set up.

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