Madam Li's Identity Is Exposed Again!-Chapter 1813 - 1803: I Take Her Back to the Hotel

The stars in the sky were becoming more numerous, and the night was growing deeper. The sea waves were crashing against the wooden walkway, making a whooshing sound, free and unrestrained.

"Hic, another round!" Lin Anxin’s fair face was flushed red from drinking, yet she clung tightly to the dice, eager to play.

An Nan, Nico, and Bai Zhi had all been toppled by her, especially An Nan, who shook his head while drinking, "No... I can’t, Sister-in-law... I can’t keep up..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his face changed dramatically, and he ran to the side to vomit into the sea. It looked as if he was trying to throw up his very bile.

The other two weren’t doing any better.

One was completely knocked out by drinking. The other was slightly better, sitting there holding a wine bottle and giggling foolishly, clearly also drunk.

Lin Anxin laughed heartily, slapping her thigh and pointing at the others with laughter, "How about that? Do you see how formidable I am now? Back in the day, I was unbeatable in the drama crew. Toppling a whole table of people was my game. And you little brats dared to play drinking games with older sister."

She picked up a glass, turned her head to the side, and looked at the person next to her with hazy eyes. She reached out a finger to poke the soft cheek of the person beside her, then called out loudly with her tongue thick, "Lu Lu... Lu Zhiang."

"Eh?" Compared to An Nan and the others, Lu Zhiang was the only one who hadn’t changed face from drinking.

Lin Anxin only called out to him, then turned her head back. Surprising everyone, she clumsily took off her high heels, stood up, and began to stagger while walking to the side.

Suddenly, she shaped her hands into a loudspeaker, placed them near her mouth, and shouted loudly toward the sea, "Ah!"

She shouted with all her might, attempting to vent all her pressures from that time.

Then she yelled at the sea, "Screw capitalism!"

Screw capitalism, screw wealthy families, screw love!

Her shout almost choked An Nan, who was vomiting nearby. After throwing up, he lifted his head, his face pale, and said to Lu Zhiang, "Big Boss, Sister-in-law seems to be drunk."

"Not seems like it, she is drunk." Lu Zhiang got up and supported the woozy woman, feeling a bit like a goddess had fallen from grace.

In his memory, she had always been as perfect as a goddess, now she looked messy with her bare feet and disheveled hair, acting like a drunken madwoman. Despite being a bit taken aback, there wasn’t a trace of disdain.

An Nan, feeling a fiery discomfort in his stomach, couldn’t notice his expression, and weakly waved his hand, saying, "You take Sister-in-law back to sleep first, I’ll drag these two back later."

"No, I’ll take her back to the hotel." Lu Zhiang had already taken Lin Anxin by the hand and lifted her onto his back.

An Nan was a bit surprised and advised, "It’s so late already, why not let Sister-in-law make do here for one night? At worst, let Sister-in-law sleep in your room, and you can sleep on the sofa. Don’t worry, Nico and I won’t disturb Sister-in-law’s rest."

"I’ll take her back to the hotel," Lu Zhiang seemed particularly insistent, his defiant eyes showing immense care for Lin Anxin.

An Nan’s stomach churned again, and he had no energy left to persuade him. He said, "Alright," and with a "wah" rushed to the side to vomit again.

Lu Zhiang’s fair side profile was firm, as he hefted the person on his back upwards to let her lie more comfortably. Then, with uneven steps, he carried the drunk person toward the direction of the wooden house...