Chapter 309: 309 Contest (1)

Han Yifan wore a puzzled expression, “Why?”

Xia Siyu declared righteously, “He’s drunk too much and gets frisky when he’s drunk!”

If the people present weren’t all acquaintances, her statement, if overheard by outsiders, would turn into something indescribable.

Bo Yan indeed became flushed easily when drinking, his face now a bright red. His complexion was naturally pale, so the redness showed through like a white glow tinged with pink. And although he was lucid, since they were all artists and there was no need to conceal his identity today, he did not wear a hat. His hair hung down slightly, giving him an especially innocent and harmless look.

Bo Yan’s hair was black, long and straight, quick to grow out even when cut short, unlike Wang Zisu’s soft brown hair with a slight curl.

What a pity, if it had been on Wang Zisu’s head, she would have liked to muss up his hair. It’s a shame it was on his head, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t do it. Bo Yan would probably welcome her to ruffle his hair. If she did ruffle his hair, perhaps in the end it would be her getting ruffled by him.

Xia Siyu, perhaps because she had drunk too much, observed him sitting obediently with his legs together, palms on his knees, looking like a primary school student. His face was so red, it especially gave off the impression of a child pretending to be an adult, a level of docility never seen from the usually aloof Bo Yan.

—It made her kind of want to bully him.

But she couldn’t afford to mess with Bo Yan when he was drunk, so she reluctantly called over Wang Zisu, “Younger brother, come here.”

Wang Zisu, true to form of a large breed dog, “woofed” and pounced into her arms, allowing Xia Siyu to vigorously rub his hair to her heart’s content.

Han Yifan was still laughing, “You don’t know, you think Bo Yan just gets flushed from drinking, but actually he is very…”

Before he could finish, Bo Yan seemed to choke on his drink, coughing twice. Xia Siyu asked, “What’s with his drinking?”

Han Yifan glanced at Bo Yan’s complexion then shamelessly switched his stance, “…Really can’t handle it. We always love to get him drunk and then tease him.”

Xia Siyu nodded to herself in agreement, she had learned something new, to get back at him, just get him more drunk! As long as she ensured he wouldn’t get frisky when drunk like last time!

The group got more boisterous, drinking into the wee hours, with assistants messaging them. Wang Zisu stood up with a disappointed look, “Sister Siyu, they’re calling me back. Once I leave this time, I don’t know when I’ll have the chance to come hang out again.”

“No worries, there’s plenty of time, whenever you come to Yancheng or I go to Shangcheng, we’ll just contact each other on WeChat,” Xia Siyu felt she was slightly tipsy. Although the beer wasn’t strong, she had drunk several big bottles, and while it was fun at the time, she hadn’t noticed, but now the alcohol effect was hitting, her head spinning a bit.

It was getting late, Hu Juyue, Han Yifan, and the two junior sisters of Wang Zisu also took their leave. Wang Zisu and the junior sisters had their company’s ride, Hu Juyue had an assistant, and Han Yifan called for a substitute driver. On this end, Bo Yan glanced at LaXiaotang, planning to send Little Tang away and take Xia Siyu back himself.

Unexpectedly, just as they reached the downstairs, a car stopped in front of them, the door opened, and it was Qin Baizhou with a smile, “I have just finished a meeting, I’ll give you a ride back on my way.”

Bo Yan’s expression tensed slightly.

He even had Wei Jingjing help her, and reproached lightly, “Didn’t I say you should drink less? You never listen. What if you encountered bad people?”