You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 67 Don’t mess around
In the private room of Sands Bay, Shen Youran sat quietly in the corner, the empty drink bottle in her hand was deformed by her boredom.

Today is the birthday of a colleague in the department. After get off work, the birthday boy treated them to a meal, and a group of people came to Sands Bay to sing.

The noisy sounds around me were deafening, and the colorful lights in the box were psychedelic and dazzling.

The waiter pushed the door open and brought them another basket of drinks.

Qiu Shaoze is a microphone bully and is currently fighting for the microphone with a female colleague. That female colleague is a tomboy and even though Qiu Shaoze is an upright man, he cannot gain any advantage over her.

Qiu Shaoze didn't get the microphone. He turned his head and saw Shen Youran holding a drink. He took the bottle from her and stuffed a glass of wine into her hand: "How boring. Drinking is more interesting."

He also picked up a cup and touched it lightly against her cup, making a crisp sound: "Come on, let's have a drink."

Apparently Qiu Shaoze was having so much fun that he forgot she was a woman and even threatened to stay with her until they were drunk.

Shen Youran picked up the wine glass. The colorful lights reflected the liquid in the glass. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure you want to drink with me?"

At this moment, Qiu Shaoze was already about 60% drunk, and he was afraid that he would pass out if he drank a few more cups.

However, she was wrong. Even though Qiu Shaoze was drunk, he was more than enough to deal with her, who was only an upper-middle-class drinker.

After a few drinks, she was already dizzy, but Qiu Shaoze was still 80% sober.

I really can't drink alcohol.

She stood up with the help of the sofa, staggered out of the box and walked towards the bathroom.

She washed her face in the bathroom, but still felt dizzy. After coming out of the bathroom, she found the box based on her memory. As soon as she pushed open the door of the box, she was stunned for a moment.

The people sitting in the box were not her colleagues, but a group of men in suits, with sexy and beautiful women sitting next to them. She sobered up a little from the tipsy feeling, and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, I went to the wrong box."

Sands Bay is a place where the upper class hang out, so it goes without saying that it is noisy and chaotic.

Just as she was about to close the door and leave, a hand grabbed her waist from behind. She turned around in fright and took a few steps back, looking at the person outside the door in panic.

A drunk man, about forty years old, with neatly combed black hair, was standing outside the door. He was so drunk that he was a little unsteady on his feet.

Mr. Zhao had just returned from the bathroom when he saw a slim woman standing at the door. Her frightened black eyes were as clear as diamonds, which made his heart tighten and his throat dry.

The person who was traveling with him in the box saw that he was interested in the woman who had walked into the wrong box, and kindly reminded him: "Lao Zhao, she is not from here."

The meaning of the words was very clear, indirectly reminding Mr. Zhao that Shen Youran was not a lady here.

But Mr. Zhao said, "We are all here to have fun, so what's the connection?"

After saying that, he staggered into the box and closed the door.

Seeing his actions, Shen Youran felt uneasy, and her voice was trembling and hoarse: "My friend is still next door, don't mess around."

Mr. Zhao had regular facial features, and he must have been a dashing man when he was young. When he saw her clear and wet black eyes filled with fear, his voice became hoarse.

"As long as the price you offer is reasonable, I will definitely satisfy you."

(End of this chapter)