Chapter 1789 - A Drunk Mind Speaks a Sober Heart

1789 A Drunk Mind Speaks a Sober Heart Part Thirty-Four

Zhou Shuang nudged Xuxu when she realized that the stage was empty. “Wen Xuxu, go and perform.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Xuxu shook her head. “No way. You go.”

“Together. Let’s see if any handsome guys would send us flowers.” Zhou Shuang grabbed Xuxu and pulled her along towards the stage.

The two drunk women clumsily tottered with their arms around each other.

People around them were so afraid that they might fall. So, they watched them apprehensively.

They finally reached the stage with each other’s help.

The manager walked to them and smiled politely. “Ladies, what do you have in mind?”

Zhou Shuang frowned and she looked annoyed. “Of course, I’m here to sing,” snapped Zhou Shuang in her loud voice.

She pointed at the piano at the corner and said to Xuxu, “Xuxu... there is...”

Xuxu’s eyes darted to her. “What?”

“Piano. Go and play a song.” Zhou Shuang shoved Xuxu towards the piano.

Xuxu blinked her eyes and nodded after some time. “Oh... okay.”

They were both drunk and their cheeks were flushed. They acted as though they were the only ones in the room.

To everyone else, they interpreted their actions as two drunk women behaving crazily.

Xuxu turned around but she stopped when she thought of something. She turned around, back to Zhou Shuang. “What song do you want?”

Zhou Shuang replied, “Twinkle twinkle little stars.”

But she instantly changed her mind. “I don’t want twinkle twinkle little stars. I want another.”

She began to sing at the top of her voice. “The sun is shining bright. The flower smiles at me. The bird says good morning. Why are you carrying a schoolbag? I don’t want to go to school...”

The manager decided to intervene and tapped Zhou Shuang’s arm. “Ladies, you’re drunk. Can you get your friends to pick you up?”

He tried to lead them down the stage.

It annoyed Zhou Shuang, and so she flung his hand away. “What do you mean? Are you afraid that we don’t have money?”

Xuxu rambled on, “Yeah... I have money.”

Zhou Shuang turned to correct her. “Your husband has money.”

Xuxu agreed and nodded. “Yeah. My husband has money.”

“Her husband is Yan Rusheng. Third Madam Yan. Third Young Master. Do you know them?!” Zhou Shuang proclaimed as she pointed at Xuxu’s face.

“Oh!” The manager was dumbfounded.

He felt as though he was drunk right now.

“The drinks are on Third Madam Yan today.” Zhou Shuang pulled Xuxu to the edge of the stage and she waved her hands wildly.

Xuxu was already in a drunken state so she merely nodded. “Okay. On me.”

She guffawed like a cheeky child as she swayed unsteadily.

Under the light, she seemed so happy and innocent. And it dispelled the man’s anger.

Yan Rusheng shook his head helplessly and strode towards the stage.

He walked to Xuxu and held her hand. His expression was tender as he said, “Let’s go home.”

“Ah Sheng...” Xuxu collapsed in his embrace when she saw Yan Rusheng. She snuggled closer to him. “Ah Sheng, I love you so much.”

Yan Rusheng caressed her face gently with a smile. “I know.”

Everyone whipped out their phones to snap a phone of this blissful scene.