The system only arrives when you're old? Then let's create a super-rich family!

Qin Ziyang looked at the two remaining glasses of Deep Sea Blue Island on the table. The deep blue liquid swayed quietly, giving off a sense of dread.

The spiciness of the first cup was still lingering in my throat, and now a faint heat was rising in my stomach.

He knew he couldn't avoid it, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

Take a deep breath, pick up the second cup, tilt your head back and drink it all in one gulp.

An even stronger spiciness exploded instantly, and the heat rushed up his throat to the top of his head. He couldn't help but gasp again, quickly grabbing the pastries and cookies on the table and stuffing them into his mouth, chewing frantically to suppress the discomfort.

After pausing for a couple of seconds, before his breathing had even calmed down, he picked up the last cup and downed it in one swift, decisive gulp.

He downed three glasses of strong liquor in one go.

Instantly, a burning sensation, heat, and dizziness surged through his mind. Qin Ziyang frowned, hissed repeatedly, and quickly emptied the remaining pastries from his plate, barely managing to suppress the burning sensation in his throat.

Seeing his disheveled yet honest and unyielding appearance, Wang Zhaoyue couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.

The clear, melodious laughter, like the sound of silver bells, pierced through the soft background music and clearly spread throughout the surrounding area, instantly attracting the attention of many guests inside.

In a luxurious semi-private booth not far away, four young men and women dressed in trendy clothes and wearing expensive accessories were sitting.

All four were scions of the top playboy circles in Jiangbei. They dressed in trendy and fashionable clothes, wore designer accessories, and exuded an arrogant and superior air.

Upon hearing the clear laughter, the four instinctively turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

A soft, hazy neon light shone down from a nearby booth, perfectly outlining Wang Zhaoyue's delicate profile. Her eyes were bright and expressive, her skin was fair, and her smile was captivating. Her beauty was stunning.

A look of amazement flashed across the eyes of the four people.

"This girl is gorgeous!"

One of the young men, with short, light gray hair, clicked his tongue twice, his gaze sweeping over Qin Ziyang, whose face was flushed and who was trying to suppress the effects of the alcohol. A hint of disdain and mockery flashed in his eyes as he whispered a sarcastic remark.

"Such a beautiful woman, how come she's with a clueless kid who can't even drink? What a waste!"

"If you can't even understand drinking, how can you flirt and chat with beautiful women?"

He turned to the young man in white in the middle of the booth and fawned over him, urging him on:

"Young Master Liu, why don't we go over and lend a hand, teach this kid how to drink and how to make a girl happy?"

The other two men and women chimed in, their faces displaying malicious, mocking smiles, their desire to watch the spectacle fully unleashed.

The young man known as Young Master Liu is a local rich kid from Jiangbei.

He gently stroked the wine glass in his hand with his fingertips, staring intently at Wang Zhaoyue's lively profile, then glanced at the flustered and disheveled Qin Ziyang, his eyes brimming with superiority.

After observing for a few seconds, it was determined that Qin Ziyang and his group were country bumpkins and did not seem to be rich.

He slowly stood up, a haughty smile playing on his lips.

"This kid's such a noob, wasting such a great atmosphere and such a pretty girl. Come on, let's go over there and teach him a lesson on how to pick up girls and how to drink."

The four of them stood up, their postures arrogant, and walked straight toward the booth where Qin Ziyang and his group were.

At this point, Qin Ziyang was completely intoxicated by alcohol.

After three glasses of strong liquor, his stomach churned, and a feeling of heat kept rising within him. He managed to suppress it forcefully to avoid losing control.

My head was spinning and throbbing, my thinking was slow, my eyes were slightly unfocused, and I was completely drunk.

Wang Zhaoyue remained in high spirits, picked up the newly placed wine, smiled at him, and prepared to raise her glass to toast him.

Qin Ziyang hurriedly raised his hand and waved it repeatedly, his face showing a helpless pleading expression, no longer daring to accept the wine.

Just then, Qin Ziyang's cloudy gaze suddenly sharpened as he keenly sensed four figures approaching rapidly from the opposite corner, their movements driven by a strong sense of purpose.

His heart tightened, and he instantly became more alert.

If a stranger approaches a booth in a quiet bar late at night, their intentions are definitely not good.

Someone trying to cause trouble?

A cold glint flashed in Qin Ziyang's eyes, and his expression darkened.

In the blink of an eye, the four of them had reached the booth, stood in a row, and looked down at the three people inside with a playful yet malicious smile on their faces.

The leader, Liu Shao, casually rested one hand on the table, leaned slightly forward, and brazenly stared at Wang Zhaoyue. His tone was frivolous and arrogant, carrying a strong hint of flirting.

"Beautiful lady, having a drink here so late?"

"I think your friend has a really low alcohol tolerance; he gets drunk after just three drinks."

"Drinking alone is so boring, why don't we brothers keep you company for a few drinks? It'll give you a real taste of what it's like to have a lively time."

After saying that, Liu Shao planned to pull out the chair in the empty booth and sit down next to Wang Zhaoyue.

The next instant, a clean and strong hand suddenly reached out, firmly pressed down on the chair, and directly stopped his movement.

Qin Ziyang propped up his slightly dizzy head, looked up at the four people, and his eyes were cold.

"You are not welcome here."

"If you know what's good for you, get out of here right now."

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a strong sense of intimidation, instantly freezing the playful atmosphere in the room.

Liu Shao's henchman's face darkened, and he immediately stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to teach Qin Ziyang a lesson, his arrogance evident.

"You're asking for death, kid! How dare you speak to Young Master Liu like that?"

"stop."

Liu Shao raised his hand to stop his follower, his face full of disdain, not bothering to take the drunk Qin Ziyang seriously at all.

He completely ignored Qin Ziyang's warning, turned to look at Wang Zhaoyue again, put on what he thought was a gentle and gentlemanly smile, and spoke in a frivolous and probing tone.

"Hey beautiful, your friend can't hold his liquor and has quite a temper?"

"If you agree, I'll drink with you tonight. I'll keep you company no matter how much you drink, and I guarantee you'll have a great time."

A smile flashed across Wang Zhaoyue's eyes as she glanced at Qin Ziyang beside her, who looked helpless and was trying to appear drunk. A new mischievous idea instantly popped into her mind.

She suddenly reached out and grabbed Qin Ziyang's arm, gently pulling him to her side in an intimate gesture. She looked up at Liu Shao with a playful and provocative tone.

"Who said he can't drink? He just doesn't want to. If you don't believe me, you can have a drinking contest with him and see who can drink more."

Upon hearing this, Liu Shao chuckled softly, his face full of mockery, and he raised an eyebrow in feigned surprise.

"Oh? So this brother is quite the expert; I was mistaken."

"Since the beautiful lady has said so, I'd better learn from her."

Qin Ziyang turned his head and saw the amused smile in Wang Zhaoyue's eyes beside him. He felt a pang of bitterness in his heart and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Good heavens, this apology drink just won't stop!

The little tantrum that was just appeased has now been dug into a huge hole for yourself.

It is truly true that women and petty men are the most difficult to deal with; the ancients were right!

Under Wang Zhaoyue's gaze, which held a half-smile and an obvious threat, Qin Ziyang had no way to refuse. After all, Wang Zhaoyue was backed by the Wang family, and he couldn't afford to offend them.

He could only sit up straight helplessly, letting her affectionately hold his arm.

Seeing this, Liu Shao's smugness grew even stronger. He immediately raised his hand and loudly called over a waiter, rattling off a string of expensive, high-end liquors. He ordered dozens of specially mixed spirits, each one a high-priced delicacy, totaling a considerable sum.

After he finished doing all this, he turned to look at Wang Zhaoyue, his eyes filled with a strong sense of superiority and arrogance.

In his mind, as long as he showed enough wealth and presence, the pretty young girl in front of him would surely admire him and take the initiative to befriend him.

The expected amazement, admiration, and compliments did not materialize at all.

He was met with Wang Zhaoyue's undisguised contempt and mockery.

Yes, it was mockery.

He was most familiar with that look, because it was the look he gave to those whose status and position were inferior to his.

Liu Shao was taken aback for a moment, then instead of getting angry, he smiled and lightly licked the corner of his lips, a strong desire to conquer burning in his heart.

This girl is hot.

Look down on him? It's okay.

He wanted to see if Wang Zhaoyue could maintain her current posture when she begged for mercy later.

Thinking this, he licked his lips, picked up a glass of wine, and said to Qin Ziyang:

"Come on, let's do it!"