Ling Chuxia watched from the side, her heart pounding with fear, as Ji Xinxin and Shi Che matched each other drink for drink without pausing. Others also joined the fray, but Ling Chuxia secretly slipped away, terrified of being force-fed alcohol. Tonight, she needed to stay completely clear-headed.
The atmosphere in the private room gradually intensified, and after a round of drinking, several burly men had succumbed, staggering to the couch and collapsing there.
Ji Xinxin was still fiercely competing with Shi Che, drinking as if it were water, her eyes not blinking at all. Ling Chuxia looked at Ji Xinxin's flushed cheeks and dazed expression, then at Shi Che whose face was only slightly pink, feeling both worried and anxious. If Shi Che could not be made drunk this way, she really had to consider whether she should knock him out with a stick.
