The low and cold words wrapped around the hearts of everyone present like poisonous snakes. They hurriedly retracted their hands and looked at the person at the door.
"Gu, Mr. Gu..."
After seeing clearly who the visitor was, they were all frightened to death. The wine glasses they held in their hands had already flowed down the backs of their hands as they trembled.
Gu Jingting walked into the box facing everyone's gaze, took a seat next to Song Qiao with a big hand, and in an instant, the home court was on his side.
Song Qiao did not move, but he also felt the pressure from the man, and more importantly, he felt relieved for no reason.
"Who wants to make her drink?" Gu Jingting put one hand on the back of Song Qiao's chair, his threatening eyes slowly swept over everyone, and finally settled on Wen Shuya's face.
"No, it's not..."
"No, no."
"It's all a misunderstanding."
The people who were caught were so frightened that they hurriedly opened their mouths to explain, with cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.
Gu Jingting continued to look at Wen Shuya, who looked pale and bit her lips tightly, refusing to speak. Only her white fingertips on the table revealed her nervousness.
"Since it's a misunderstanding, why not follow what Miss Wen just said and let each of us drink three bottles as punishment." Gu Jingting looked back and spoke calmly.
Before they could express their opinions, waiters filed in with drinks outside the door.
They held various drinks in their hands, with high and low alcohol content and different brands. The wine bottles were lined up in a row and placed on the table, reflecting the lights and giving off an unknown light.
Gu Jingting put his fingertips on the table and tapped, "I'm in a good mood today. I'll treat you all to a drink. You can leave when you finish the drinks on the table."
Finished drinking?
There were at least forty or fifty bottles of wine on the table, and there were only about ten of them present. They had to share their portions, and it would be difficult to finish them all.
Gu Jingting, he wants them to die.
"Mr. Gu, you have a lot of money, please let us go this time." Some timid ones have already begun to beg for mercy.
Gu Jingting said nothing, turned to look at Song Qiao's pale face, picked up the unused bowls and chopsticks in front of him, picked through them, and served Song Qiao a bowl of soup.
"Let's drink some first. When things clear up here, I'll take you to have porridge," he said.
Song Qiao didn't refuse. She could persist until now only because of her willpower. She took the bowl and chopsticks and slowly drank the soup in the bowl.
The warm soup finally washed away some of the discomfort.
Others watched, but still didn't move.
Gu Jingting glanced over, Xiang Chen immediately stepped forward, grabbed the person closest to Gu Jingting, and slammed his head on the table.
He picked up the open wine bottle and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
The wine was forcefully poured into his mouth, and some of it overflowed from the corners of his mouth before he could finish it. Xiang Chen turned a blind eye and drank one bottle before grabbing another one.
At the same time, in the man's frightened eyes, he smiled and said, "Mr. Gu has enough wine today. If you leak a drop, just drink an extra bottle. How about that?"
The man had no time to answer the conversation, but he began to swallow his drink hard.
After three or five bottles of wine, his eyes began to blur and he could no longer take the initiative to drink.
When Xiang Chen saw that the amount was almost reached, he let go of his hand. The man fell directly along the table and fell to the ground, unconscious.
Gu Jingting lowered his eyes and looked at his muddy appearance, and said quietly, "Now that he's finished drinking, he can leave. Let's get someone to send him home safely."
As soon as he finished speaking, two bodyguards came up and dragged the people on the ground out.
This situation is tantamount to telling them in disguise that it is impossible to escape.
In this case, it is better to do it yourself, at least it will look better on the surface.
The remaining people standing scrambled to grab the drinks. The scene was chaotic for a while. In the commotion, Wen Shuya stared at Gu Jingting and asked in a trembling voice, "Brother Jingting, you have to do this to me."
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"I've warned you many times." Gu Jingting caught a glimpse of the soup in Song Qiao's bowl bottoming out from the corner of his eye, and pushed the vegetables he had just put into the bowl in front of her.
He was clearly making the most meticulous movements, but the words he spoke were as cold as falling into an ice cave, "It's a pity that you don't seem to understand human speech."
Song Qiao was a little embarrassed and whispered, "I'm almost done, so I won't eat."
The most important thing is, in this situation, how could she have the nerve to eat without being noticed.
Gu Jingting said, "Eat some more, it won't be over for a while, why don't you just sit there and watch the show?"
After hearing this, Song Qiao felt that it made sense, so he took the bowls and chopsticks.
At the same time, Xiang Chen brought several glasses of wine to Wen Shuya.
Gu Jingting leaned back slightly, "For the sake of the friendship between the Gu and Wen families, you don't have to drink so much like them. As long as you finish the cup, the matter will be revealed."
Tears quickly formed in Wen Shuya's eyes.
Her lips began to tremble uncontrollably. She hid all her resentment and showed a pitiful expression, "Brother Jingting, you know, I don't know how to drink..."
"Then it's time to learn." Gu Jingting said mercilessly, "As the daughter of the Wen family, necessary entertainment will be inevitable in the future."
One sentence blocked all Wen Shuya's escape routes.
While they were talking, Xiang Chen and two bodyguards stood on both sides of Wen Shuya, blocking all possibilities for her to ask for help.
Wen Shuya's eyelashes trembled. She finally looked at Gu Jingting, and saw him looking down at Song Qiao with concern. The strong contrast made her hate Gu Jingting for the first time.
"Okay, I'll drink."
Wen Shuya took a deep breath and straightened her back.
As the eldest lady of the Wen family, her pride was engraved in her bones. Since Gu Jingting clearly refused to give her any chance, she would not cry and beg again.
There were six glasses of wine placed in front of Wen Shuya, and she choked after taking the first sip.
Wen Shuya endured the discomfort and drank all the drinks one after another. Her stomach was already churning with discomfort, but this time she refused to let anyone see her vulnerability.
She held the edge of the table and stood up slowly, her face still looking clear, "I've finished drinking, can I leave now?"
Gu Jingting didn't seem to hear what she said, and still looked down at Song Qiao. However, Xiang Chen stood sideways to make way for her, and asked, "Do you need us to take you off?"
"No need." Wen Shuya gritted her teeth and finished.
She pushed Xiang Chen away and walked out slowly.
Although there seemed to be nothing wrong, judging from her slightly swaying steps, she seemed to be a little drunk. Xiang Chen thought for a moment and waved to let people follow her.
After all, she is the daughter of the Wen family. What happened today was her fault in the first place. She can be given a lesson, but if something unexpected happens because of this, it will not be easy to deal with later.