My Superstar Wife Is So Popular
Chapter 255 - 253: With her small frame, what can’t I do?

Chapter 255: Chapter 253: With her small frame, what can’t I do?

Because of Lin Ruochun, the three of them didn’t stay long for the late-night meal.

Wen Qiao propped a hand on her cheek, fiddled with the empty beer bottle in front of her, and then glanced at Lin Ruochun, who had collapsed on the table, unconscious. She was a bit shocked.

Her alcohol tolerance was ridiculously low.

It was only slightly better than being a one-cup wonder; Lin Ruochun was out after two bottles.

The incident started like this.

Not long after the skewers arrived, Wen Qiao felt something was missing. After looking around, she realized they hadn’t ordered the perfect BBQ companion—cold beer.

Obviously, cold beer was the ideal match for a summer night barbecue, so when Wen Qiao asked the Boss to bring over a case of beer, there were nine bottles in total. Three bottles per person seemed about right, and since beer usually doesn’t get you drunk, it shouldn’t affect filming the next day.

However, what Wen Qiao hadn’t anticipated was that Lin Ruochun’s face turned red not long after her first glass. After two bottles, she was sprawled on the table.

In hindsight, there was a detail Wen Qiao realized she had overlooked.

When the beer was brought over, she vaguely saw excitement in Lin Ruochun’s eyes. She teased her at the time, asking, "Why do you look like a cat that’s spotted a mouse? Have you never drunk before?"

Lin Ruochun didn’t respond at that time.

But now, she had answered that question with her actions.

Considering the situation, Lin Ruochun was 99.9% likely to have never touched alcohol before.

Wen Qiao stretched out her index finger and poked Lin Ruochun’s arm tentatively, waited a couple of seconds, and seeing no response, poked her a few more times.

Upon returning from settling the bill, Song Qian saw this and chuckled, "What are you doing?"

"I’m checking if she’s faking it," Wen Qiao looked up at him and sincerely suggested, "What do you think, if I slap her, do you think she’ll wake up?"

Song Qian: "......"

The air was silent for two seconds, and then Song Qian took a step back, speaking seriously and sternly, "If you slap her awake and she goes crazy on you, I’m not helping."

"......"

Wen Qiao smacked her lips, "I was just saying. I wouldn’t really slap her, right?"

Recalling the love-hate dynamic between Wen Qiao and Lin Ruochun in the crew since filming started, Song Qian nodded, "You would."

"......."

Song Qian pretended not to see the brewing murder in Wen Qiao’s narrowed eyes and nonchalantly pointed to Lin Ruochun, "Let’s get her back to the hotel quickly, we have filming tomorrow. If we delay the schedule, Director Zhang is going to blow a gasket again. His hormones have been off-kilter lately, making him particularly prone to outrage."

Just thinking about Director Zhang, who had a face like the king of hell reminiscent of her high school disciplinary teacher, Wen Qiao shivered and was immediately distracted. She sighed, got up to help Lin Ruochun, muttering under her breath, "Had I known she couldn’t hold her liquor, I wouldn’t have let her drink. I got her drunk, and before her parents come after me, Director Zhang won’t let me off the hook."

Song Qian also helped lift the other half of Lin Ruochun’s body, saying, "I’ll carry her back. She can’t walk on her own in this state."

Wen Qiao thought for a moment, then shook her head, "Better let me carry her. If we get photographed, it won’t look good for either of you two."

Song Qian thought about it and felt she made sense but sized up Wen Qiao, "Can you?"

Wen Qiao felt her abilities were being questioned and "heh"ed, "With her tiny build, what couldn’t I do?"