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Frowning in thought, Suzanne muttered, “It must be strong wine!”

The bartender acknowledged and turned to work at the counter. Very quickly, he pushed a glass of wine in front of Suzanne. The color was light and there was a sweetness from the wine, spreading into the air.

“I think you rarely drink, so I prepared one glass for you,” the young bartender said, smiling at her, and his teeth were particularly white. “Have a try.”

Suzanne glanced at him. Without hesitation, she raised the cup to her lips and took a sip in a probing manner.

The wine that was mixed with juice slid down her throat. The warm feeling made Suzanne couldn’t help but squint. Her body softened and she looked like a lazy kitten.

Not long after, she finished her glass and shook it. She handed it to the bartender and rested her head on one hand. Her eyes were languid and her face was flushed. Her lips, which had tasted the wine, were glowing under the light.

“Hey, another glass.”

The bartender shook his head with a smile and seemed to be a little helpless, but he still made another glass for her.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

One cup, two cups, three cups.

Suzanne’s face grew redder and redder, her eyes more and more languid, and her body softened. In the end, she leaned against the bar counter and giggled as if she was drunk.

But it seemed that only when she was drunk could her heart not be so painful!

The bartender waved his hand in a certain direction. Then, when he noticed a few people walking toward him, he smiled faintly, “I can tell that you’re not in a good mood right now. Go ahead and have some fun.”

The bartender called over two young men. When they saw Suzanne’s gorgeous appearance, one of them whistled loudly and abruptly approached her. “Beauty, how pretty you are. Do you want to play a finger-guessing game with us?”

“Finger-guessing game?” Suzanne mumbled, lazily looking at him, “How does it work?”

The young man chuckled and stretched out his hand to pull her over. He threw her bag onto another person and took her to the table that he had booked. “You can play with it however you want.”

“Oh!” Suzanne replied and staggered a little under his arms.

There were several young boys and girls sitting there. When they saw Suzanne being brought back by the two of them, they cheered loudly and then began to play the finger-guessing game.

Suzanne’s eyes were hazy and she was still in a daze. After drinking two large glasses of beer, she suddenly woke up and shouted at the crowd, “You’re bullying me because I’m drunk!”

Unwilling to be outdone, she retaliated. Finally, she won in the fourth round. When she saw the other two men gulping down the rest of the liquor, she was overjoyed and excited. In high spirits, she cried out for them to come again.

It didn’t take long for her to get along well with a group of people.

The spotlight on the dancing stage lit up, on which the DJ also came. He turned on the speaker and played the music. The explosive songs completely rang out on the first floor of the bar.

The club was brought to a higher atmosphere. Countless men and women slipped into the dance floor to indulge themselves.

Seeing that something more interesting was coming, the group of people who were drinking with Suzanne walked to the dance floor laughing and joking. Even Suzanne, who was drunk, was pushed into the dance floor.

The explosive DJ music almost awakened Suzanne’s sleeping soul. It made her a ruckus, stimulating Suzanne and causing her to sink deeper into the dance floor.

“Girl, is it fun?” The young man who had attacked Suzanne before leaned over and swayed himself with the music. He laughed and put his arms around her slender waist.

Suzanne groaned. She resisted the stranger approaching. After using a lot of strength to push him away, she said, “Don’t touch me.”

As she mumbled, she staggered to walk out of the dance floor.

Just as she walked out of the dance floor, she was caught off guard and bumped into someone’s embrace. Suzanne pushed the person away and tried to stay steady on her feet. Rubbing her face, she walked past him and wanted to leave.

“Beautiful girl, why are you walking so fast?” Myron Follette, a friend of Edwiin’s, grabbed the woman who was walking past him and who was about to leave. Her exposed tender arms were extremely dazzling in the dim light.

Just by looking at the woman’s figure and sharp chin, Myron knew that she must be a beautiful girl. She had run into his arms, so it would be embarrassing to refuse her.

“Let me go.”

Myron’s interest was piqued when he saw her struggling with all her might. He drew close to her and curled his lips. With a faint smile in his eyes, he said in a bewitching voice, “Beauty, isn’t it boring to be alone? Why don’t I accompany you?”

“Are you insane?” she muttered and looked up.

Seeing that the person he was holding was Suzanne, Myron was stunned.