108 ways to die for supporting characters

"You mean you drink two and I drink one?"

Ning Yan chuckled, "Yeah, why, you don't dare?"

Wan Yufan immediately laughed, "Do you know what my nickname is? The Little Prince of the Bar! You actually want to play with me?

Do you believe me, I will let you come in vertically and leave horizontally?"

Ning Yan shook her head: "I don't believe it. It seems to me that you came in vertically and left horizontally."

"Okay, if you can get me drunk today, I'll give you one million!"

Ning Yan gently criticized him: "How can you pay me if I'm drunk?"

Wan Yufan was so angry that he wanted to curse: Poor bastard, do you know what kind of person I am? Would you rely on this mere one million?

However, thinking of embarrassing Xia Chu, he glanced at Yu Mingyi and said, "Remember, if I get drunk and she is still awake, you should give her one million. By the way, mark it as a voluntary gift."

Yu Mingyi: ...He is not the kind of person who cares about such a small amount of one million. However, if Young Master Wan drinks one glass and she drinks two glasses, how can she still get Young Master Wan drunk?

"Okay, Master Wan."

Ning Yan glanced at Wan Yufan and picked up the wine glass, "Then, Young Master Wan, shall we go together?"

With her ordinary status, if she didn't work hard to earn more money when she encountered such a good opportunity to make money, it would be disrespectful to money.

Wan Yufan felt very novel when listening to her soft words of persuading people to drink. E City is really a great place!
He picked up the wine glass, gestured to Ning Yan, and then drank the glass of white wine in one gulp.

Ning Yan also picked up a glass of white wine and drank it slowly. After finishing it, she waved the QR code at Wan Yufan.

Wan Yufan said, "I can drink at least ten glasses of wine. I'll just transfer 200,000 to you. I'll transfer it after I finish drinking. Do you have any objections?"

Tens of thousands at a time, it’s too much trouble.

Little bastard, drink twenty cups, that's two kilograms of white wine, I don't believe I can't make you drunk.

Ning Yan: "Mr. Wan is straightforward, I have no objection."

Wan Yufan raised his foot and kicked the waiter again: "Fuck, can you be more considerate? Hurry up and pour the wine."

Waiter:…

Okay, time to repay the favor.

The amount of wine was obviously less this time.

Ning Yan looked at him with a smile, and two words were written in her eyes: Thank you.

The waiter lowered his head in embarrassment. The young lady was forced to drink so much wine just to help him, and she even wanted to thank him. How could there be such a kind person in the world?

Xia Chu pulled Ning Yan's arm worriedly, and Ning Yan leaned close to his ear and said, "Don't delay me from making money, or I'll beat you up!"

"How big are you?"

"That depends on how much alcohol you have."

Xia Chu: ...Just brag!

"I have money, so there's no need to bother with him."

Ning Yan: ...You also said you have it, but it’s not me!
"Just be patient."

Ning Yan picked up the wine and drank it. After a glass or two of liquor went down her stomach, it was like drinking plain water to her.

She still drank slowly. For every glass of wine Wan Yufan drank, she drank two. After a while, the ten glasses of wine in front of Wan Yufan were gone, and Ning Yan's twenty glasses were also finished.

Wan Yufan's eyes were a little dazed, "Fall again!"

The waiter poured the wine quickly. Wan Yufan didn't need to say anything this time. He just scanned the QR code that Ning Yan left on the table to transfer money.

Yu Mingyi and the others looked at each other. Why did they feel that something was not right with Young Master Wan?
"Master Wan has a really good alcohol tolerance. I guess that girl can't drink any more." Wan Yufan immediately laughed, "Come on, keep drinking!"

Unfortunately, he only drank three cups before he fell on Zhi Chengxi's shoulder. Ning Yan finished the wine in the cup, "He just transferred 100,000 to me, and I only drank six cups, so there is 40,000 left. Master Yu, just give me another 960,000!"

Yu Mingyi wanted to curse, but he couldn't open his mouth in front of Ning Yan's gentle face. In the end, he took out his mobile phone and transferred the money, with a special note: voluntary gift.

Ning Yan took the money and was full of admiration in her heart. She just drank a little wine and the money came!
"Thank you, Master Yu. Master Yu is much more straightforward than Master Wan!"

Everyone in the box: ... Is this going to make me angry to death? Fortunately, Wan Yufan was drunk, otherwise he would have been injured by anger!
Yu Mingyi wanted to curse, but he didn't know what or who to curse, so he simply ordered people to help Wan Yufan leave.

Before leaving, Cheng Zhixi glanced at Ning Yan with a smile, and then left the box.

Ning Yan reminded him again, "Hey, Mr. Yu, don't forget to pay the bill. After all, these drinks were ordered by Mr. Wan, right?"

Yu Mingyi's feet slipped and he almost fell!
Where did this weird thing come from? When did these rich second-generations start to care about such a small amount of wine money?
"Don't worry!" These two words were spoken with a hint of gnashing teeth.

Ning Yan got up and went to the bathroom.

She can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, but her stomach isn't that big, so after drinking so much, her stomach feels bloated and she needs to drain water.

Xia Chu got up worriedly to help her, but Ning Yan pushed her away, "Go away, I can even catwalk for you now, no need to help."

Xia Chu: Now that you've already started, do you still have to be stubborn?

Fortunately, there is a bathroom in the box, just a few steps away.

In the box, Tian Yanfeng and the others seemed to have just come back to their senses, "Fuck, Sister Yan is really amazing, this is the first time I've seen someone who can drink so much, and she's a beautiful woman!"

Xia Chu: ...Who said it wasn’t!

"This is really true that you can't judge a person by his appearance, Sister Yan, be generous!"

"Come on, come on, hurry up and order some food. Drinking that stuff will hurt your stomach. Get some honey water or something."

Xia Chu had some understanding of Ning Yan's taste and ordered a large table of dishes.

Ning Yan was indeed a little hungry, so she had a full meal and then went home with Xia Chu.

"Sister Yan, are you really not drunk?"

Ning Yan closed her eyes, too lazy to answer.

When getting off the car, the boy got off first and walked around to the right. The door opened, Ning Yan opened her eyes, and he actually stretched out his hands.

"Need not.

The next second, her body was suspended in the air, held tightly in his arms.

"What are you doing? It's not like I can't walk!"

"But I think you need me to hold you."

Ning Yan struggled to get down: "I don't want you to feel, I want me to feel."

"Don't move, or I won't be able to hold you anymore and you'll fall. What will you do?" He quickly carried her into the living room, "Sister Yan, will you be my girlfriend?"

Ning Yan froze. She looked up at Xia Chu. This boy looked good, but why was his mouth broken? "...What did you say?"

Ning Yan was placed on the sofa by him. He knelt on one knee without pulling his hand away, looking at her with burning eyes, "I say, be my girlfriend."

He felt that he would be very proud if Sister Ning became his girlfriend.

Ning Yan: "Stop messing around, you haven't figured it out yet."

The prerequisite for being a girlfriend is love. He doesn't like her, but he may have a little admiration for her, or he may have a strong adoration for her. This is nonsense.

At this time, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground came from outside the door. Then the sound of shoes disappeared, and a slightly cold voice sounded, "What are you doing?" (End of this chapter)