The atmosphere in the private room was very lively. Chen Yang, having spent years in such settings in his previous life, felt completely at home and was very good at creating a lively atmosphere. In addition, the flight attendants like Yang Na were also skilled at interpersonal communication, so everyone drank, chatted, and sang, and before they knew it, they had drunk quite a bit.
Although Liu Xinyao had a slightly aloof personality, Chen Yang and the others didn't neglect her. Besides, everyone present today, except for Yuan Fang, had shared hardships on the plane that day, creating a natural sense of closeness. Therefore, Liu Xinyao was relatively accommodating to Yang Na and the others' toasts. Although she only took small sips each time, unlike Yang Na's boldness in chugging three bottles, she still drank several bottles of beer in total.
Of course, their main target was Chen Yang, constantly finding various reasons to toast him. Even though Chen Yang had a decent alcohol tolerance, he couldn't withstand the girls' relentless barrage of drinks! In his past life, no one would have dared to force Young Master Fang to drink in such a setting. But things were different now. Yang Na and Yanzi weren't the casual girls Chen Yang had played around with in his previous life, and Chen Yang himself was no longer a spoiled brat. He didn't have many ways to refuse a girl's toast.
So, in a short while, Chen Yang had drunk almost a dozen beers, and he was starting to get tipsy.
When Chen Yang saw Yanzi coming over with another bottle of beer, he inwardly groaned. This girl was too bold; she'd already made Chen Yang drink from two bottles, and now she was at it again.
Before Yanzi could speak, Chen Yang quickly changed the subject:
"Yanzi, aren't you hoping for a romantic encounter? Want me to help you decide your love life?"
Yanzi, who had originally intended to offer a toast, looked skeptical upon hearing Chen Yang's words and asked:
"You can read faces? I don't believe it!"
"What do you mean you can read faces?" Chen Yang exclaimed dramatically, "I've studied the *I Ching* since I was a child, and I'm an expert in the Eight Trigrams and fortune telling. When I was little, the neighbor's auntie would come to me for fortune telling if her dog got lost or her gold ring went missing! I'm the undisputed fortune teller in our dorm!"
Chen Yang's casual words left Yanzi stunned. Looking at his serious face, she couldn't tell if he was joking or serious. Chen Yang pressed his advantage:
"Come on, men on the left, women on the right, extend your right hand!"
Yanzi sat down with some doubt, and dazedly extended her right hand. Chen Yang grabbed her soft hand and, in the dim light, examined it intently.
"He's taking advantage of this young girl again!" Liu Xinyao, sitting beside Chen Yang, watched his every move and couldn't help but think to herself. However, she didn't stop him; instead, she watched with interest. She was also curious about how Chen Yang would cover up this lie; she didn't believe he was some kind of "prophet"...
Chen Yang looked for a long time, his brows slowly furrowing, making Yanzi uneasy. She stared intently at Chen Yang's face, afraid of missing any expression. Even Yang Na, who was singing, stopped and, along with Xiaoru and Yuan Fang, gathered around, all watching Chen Yang.
After a long while, Chen Yang sighed deeply and released Yanzi's hand. Yanzi asked nervously,
"What's wrong? Is my marriage line really bad?"
"Well, let me give you an example!" Chen Yang said slowly, "Your marriage line... is like the Chengtian Gate in Beijing!"
"Ah? I actually have such a great marriage line?" Yanzi was puzzled. "Then why are you sighing? You scared me to death!"
Chen Yang rolled his eyes, looked at Yanzi with pity, and said,
"I mean, if you go east, it's Dongdan; if you go west, it's Xidan. Either way, it's single!"
"Pfft..." Liu Xinyao, who had just picked up her water glass to drink, couldn't help but spit out her water upon hearing this. Yang Na and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Yanzi then came to her senses, realizing she had been tricked by Chen Yang! She abruptly stood up, grabbed a bottle of liquor, and went to Chen Yang, pretending to force-feed him, angrily saying:
"How dare you play tricks on me? You really don't want to live anymore!"
Chen Yang backed away, waving his hand and laughing,
"Sister Yanzi, don't do that! I have a way to break the spell, do you want to hear it?"
Yanzi grabbed Chen Yang's collar, shoved the bottle into his mouth, and said angrily while pouring the liquor down his throat:
"Nobody believes you! You liar! Drink up!"
...
It wasn't until around midnight that Chen Yang and the others finished their party. When they came out of the karaoke room, Chen Yang felt dizzy and lightheaded, and everything seemed to be blurring. Chen Yang knew he had drunk too much. Towards the end, Yang Na had ordered several bottles of Hennessy; mixing spirits and beer could easily make someone drunk.
Liu Xinyao had also drunk quite a bit; her beautiful face was flushed and captivating. Her eyes were slightly hazy, sparkling and alluring, radiating a captivating charm.
Chen Yang leaned against the doorframe of the private room, waved goodbye to Yuan Fang and the others, blinked hard, shook his head vigorously, and then walked towards the elevator.
But after taking only one step, Chen Yang felt his legs give way, and he stumbled and fell to the ground. Liu Xinyao, who had drunk relatively little, rushed over and patted Chen Yang's shoulder, asking,
"Chen Yang, are you alright? Are you okay?"
Chen Yang felt the world spinning; his head was spinning. He shook his head slightly, trying to push himself up, but he couldn't muster any strength; his whole body was limp. Liu Xinyao quickly grabbed Chen Yang's arm, gritting her teeth and using all her strength to pull him up from the ground. "Th...thank you!" Chen Yang chuckled at Liu Xinyao.
"You can't drink, so what...what are you trying to prove?" Liu Xinyao complained as she helped Chen Yang struggle toward the elevator.
The liquor had a strong aftereffect; Chen Yang's vision was becoming increasingly blurry, and the bright lights in the corridor were glaring, forcing him to squint. Liu Xinyao grabbed Chen Yang's arm with one hand and wrapped the other around his waist, slowly making her way to the elevator.
Finally, they reached Chen Yang's room on the ninth floor. Liu Xinyao patted Chen Yang's bleary face and asked,
"Hey! We're here! Where's your room key?"
Liu Xinyao herself felt dizzy. She wanted to get Chen Yang back to his room as quickly as possible so she could go back to rest. She had drunk quite a bit of liquor, and she knew its aftereffects were strong; she was sure she would get even more drunk. "Hmm..." Chen Yang shook his arm, freeing it from Liu Xinyao's grasp. He then fumbled around in his pocket for a while before finally finding the room key in his jacket pocket. Chen Yang chuckled and waved the key at Liu Xinyao, a smug smile on his face.
Liu Xinyao snatched the key from his hand, swiped it to open the door, and then helped Chen Yang into the room.
As they walked, Chen Yang felt his elbow rest against an unusually soft spot, very comfortable. He couldn't help but unconsciously snuggle back a little.
Liu Xinyao's face flushed instantly. Chen Yang's elbow was resting right in front of her chest. She had been holding onto his arm with her left hand, while her right hand reached around from behind to tightly embrace his waist. Only in this way could she hold him firmly. Who knew that Chen Yang, in his drunken state, would make such a move?
Liu Xinyao reflexively released her right hand and took a step back. Losing Liu Xinyao's support, the drunken Chen Yang slumped backward. Liu Xinyao cried out in surprise and quickly reached out to catch him, her heart burning with resentment.
This guy! Even drunk, he's still not behaving properly!
She didn't know that many men become even more unruly when drunk!
Liu Xinyao helped Chen Yang slowly lie down on the bed, took off his shoes, and pulled the blanket over him—although the weather in Sanya was very hot in the summer, the hotel's central air conditioning kept the temperature throughout the building at a constant 24 degrees Celsius. Without a blanket, the heavily intoxicated Chen Yang would easily catch a cold.
Having done all this, Liu Xinyao finally let out a long sigh of relief. She then felt her consciousness beginning to blur, and her steps felt light and unsteady, as if she were walking on cotton. Liu Xinyao quickly stood up, preparing to return to her room.
"Water...I want some water..." Chen Yang mumbled from the bed just as Liu Xinyao was about to leave.
Liu Xinyao glanced at Chen Yang's chapped lips, sighed softly, and went to the water dispenser in the entryway to fill a glass with warm water. She returned to the bedside table, initially placing the glass there, but hesitated before struggling to sit Chen Yang up. She then took the glass and slowly fed him the water.
Chen Yang gulped down a few mouthfuls, slowly opening his hazy, drunken eyes. In a daze, he felt someone embrace his neck, and a delicate fragrance wafted into his nose. He instinctively took a deep breath and looked up.
Liu Xinyao just then put the glass back on the bedside table and bent down to lower Chen Yang.
Through his blurry vision, Chen Yang saw a stunningly beautiful profile, like a sculpted jade carving. In the light of the bedside lamp, the girl's face seemed to be bathed in a holy glow. Chen Yang felt as if he had returned to his past life. Every time he got drunk, his fiancée, Xu Qingya, would take care of him with the same meticulous care as Liu Xinyao had shown him today.
Liu Xinyao and Xu Qingya were cousins, and they naturally bore a resemblance. In his drunken haze, Chen Yang mistook Liu Xinyao for Xu Qingya. His biggest unresolved issue after his rebirth was undoubtedly his fiancée from his previous life, Xu Qingya. Overwhelmed with emotion, Chen Yang reached out and pulled Liu Xinyao into his arms, his fiery lips forcefully pressing against hers.
Liu Xinyao, who had never even held hands with a man before, felt a sudden rush of energy to her head. A masculine scent washed over her, making her feel weak all over. The aftereffects of the liquor kicked in, and Liu Xinyao involuntarily leaned forward, falling onto Chen Yang…