The Means of a Calculating B*tch (5)

"Stop wasting time, okay? Are we drinking or not?" Jiang Xiaowei glared at Wei Liao.

"It's not a problem, I don't care since I'm not going to lose anyway." Wei Liao had drunk his way through thick and thin; when he was in his early teens, he and Su Yu already began stealing their parents' alcohol to drink. He was invincible in the face of alcohol. One kilogram of baijiu was nothing to him.

Two grams was what, just six or seven glasses?

Plus, Jiang Xiaowei had already drunk so much, so she was bound to crash soon.

Although he wasn't actually going to do anything to Jiang Xiaowei… he still wanted to subdue her arrogance.

Since Jiang Xiaowei was a woman who already had too much to drink, Wei Liao announced that he would drink two glasses for every glass she drank.

Jiang Xiaowei was a straightforward person; she instantly picked up a glass of baijiu and downed it…

Then, she waved the empty glass in her hand, as if she were provoking him…