Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 230 - Chapter 230 Chapter 197 Wont You Give It

Chapter 230: Chapter 197: Won’t You Give It? Chapter 230: Chapter 197: Won’t You Give It? Outside the private room, Cheng Zhu held his phone in his right hand and talked to Shen Ming Lang on the call, while his left ear endured the torturous music coming from the neighboring room.

It seemed like they were singing “My Good Brother.”

Shen Qingning’s voice was very soft, and he couldn’t quite hear her, but he vaguely felt like she was talking about him.

He glanced at her and asked, “What did you just say about me?”

“Nothing.” Shen Qingning leaned against the wall, gazing down at her own toes.

The girl with the top-grade pale complexion, after a few drinks, had skin that was irresistibly enticing, deeply impressing anyone with the understanding of what peach-like, tender skin truly looked like.

In addition, she seemed somewhat pensive with her eyelids slightly lowered, which made Cheng Zhu, looking at her side profile, feel inexplicably like she was in a bit of a girlish mood?

On the phone, Shen Ming Lang still showed that he had a lot of trust in Cheng Zhu, saying, “Alright then, I’m leaving Ningning in your care!”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry!” Cheng Zhu reassured emphatically.

“OK, I’m also about to head out. Tell Ningning that Cousin is back in Hang City, I’m going to have supper with Cousin later, and if you two finish up early, you can come over too, cousin,” Shen Ming Lang added.

“Okay.”

With that, the call was disconnected.

Shen Qingning clasped her hands behind her, placing them at the small of her back, and leaned against the wall in that position, with the palms of her hands against the wall.

She looked up slightly at Cheng Zhu and asked, “What did he just say?”

“He said your Cousin is back in Hang City, and he is going for supper with him later. He said if we are done early, we can also join them for supper,” Cheng Zhu relayed.

He had already agreed with Shen Qingning earlier, fearing that he would get drunk today, so he planned to leave early anyway.

As for whether to go for supper with Shen Ming Lang, he was indifferent; after all, it had been a while since he had seen his bargain cousin.

Hearing this, Shen Qingning simply nodded slightly.

“Let’s go, let’s head in,” Cheng Zhu said.

Inside the private room, the group of young people had already started to get tipsy.

With many people drinking, at first, there’s all the “I can’t drink, I can’t drink, I’m done,” trying to shirk whenever possible.

But once a certain amount is consumed and they get hyped up, they transform and may even start asking for drinks themselves.

That’s why in some drinking sessions, the more everyone drinks, the less restraint they have, and they chug merrily away.

Like today, some people either brought their girlfriends or girls they were pursuing.

After a few drinks and some drinking games, the girls’ spirits were lifted too, which naturally made the atmosphere even better.

Seeing Cheng Zhu and Shen Qingning return from their phone call, they started the second round of the game “Miss Card.”

This game has different rules in different places, and each card may represent different things, but the general idea is the same.

The rule they were playing was that drawing the 2 card meant it was the Miss Card; whenever someone had to drink a punishment shot, they could call on you to drink with them, and you had to say a toast, like “Dear sir, cheers to you,” etc.

If you forgot to say it, you had to drink double.

Then there was the 8 card, called the Toilet Card. If you don’t have this card, you aren’t allowed to go to the bathroom during the game. You either have to hold it or drink a big glass as a penalty.

In this game, Cheng Zhu’s favorite card was dubbed “Crazy.”

After drawing this card, no one could respond to him–if anyone did, they had to drink.

He loved this card because he had so many dirty tricks up his sleeve.

Well, look at that, he got exactly what he wanted.

“Ha! I got Crazy!” Cheng Zhu said, grinning.

Then, he whispered to Shen Qingning, “Let’s sneak out after this round is over.”

“Okay,” Shen Qingning replied softly.

Then, she just watched as Cheng Zhu started pouring her a drink, signaling with a smile for her to drink up.

Shen Qingning: “…”

What followed was Shen Qingning helplessly watching Cheng Zhu making a scene.

Some people, with this card in hand, are very deliberate when speaking–this approach doesn’t work as most people won’t fall for it.

But Cheng Zhu wasn’t like that; he’d choose a very natural or even dirty approach.

Dong Dong, for instance, was a prime target of his, the type who would fall for it three times in five minutes.

First, he said to Dong Dong, “Dong Dong, grab me a few tissues.”

“Sure, here you go.”

“Drink!”

Dong Dong: “…”

Later on, Cheng Zhu was truly ruthless.

Watching Dong Dong lose at the game “Stroll through the Gardens,” he abruptly stood up after a while and solemnly questioned him, “Did you skip the drink you owed from the game just now?”

“What are you talking about, Brother Zhu?! I drank it!” Dong Dong picked up his glass, feeling slandered.

“Drink it then,” Cheng Zhu said.

“Drink what?” Dong Dong was confused.

“You just spoke to me twice,” Cheng Zhu stated matter-of-factly.

Mr. Dong: “…”

Damn it! This guy is too much!

And then, when he had to take a punishment drink, he turned and found Liu Feng, who had the Miss Card, to drink with him.

Shen Qingning just watched Cheng Zhu acting like a complete lunatic, feeling a mix of amusement and helplessness.

And just her luck, her card draws this whole round had been poor, constantly having to drink, and they were those mandatory drinking cards that didn’t involve playing a game.

Like drawing the 9 card, which meant she had to drink on her own.

With only half the deck dealt, she already felt a bit overwhelmed with drink.

This led to Cheng Zhu, towards the end, feeling a bit reluctant to trick her any further, even taking a shot for her.