Chapter 426 - Drain the Cup
Chapter 426 Drain the Cup
“Fan Kun, you will pay for what you did today!”
The muscles on Wang Yeru’s face were indignantly twitching, and she shouted at Fan Kun’s back in shame and anger.
Without turning back, Fan Kun waved his hand, and his faint voice came with the wind, “Do as you like!”
Wang Yeru’s bulging breasts rose up and down violently. She gritted her white teeth in hatred, her cheeks were in burning pain, and her eyes glinted with an insidious cold light.
She did not care about breaking up with Fan Kun, but she cared about the fact that her shame-shield she had never taken seriously dared to say “break up” to her with so many people present. This was public ridicule to her.
The daughter of the renowned Wang Family had been dumped by a little merchant. How would she show herself in public if this news was spread?
When these Childes witnessed the dramatic scene, some took pleasure in her misfortune, some turned up their nose, some sneered but were silent…
They didn’t say anything, but Wang Yeru felt that everyone was laughing at her, making her clench her fists tight in humiliation and hang her head.
Looking at this embarrassing scene, Huang Ling had a gloating look in her eyes but comforted her hypocritically, “Well, Yeru, don’t be sad. With your condition, you can get any kind of handsome man. Don’t dampen our good mood because of a penniless little merchant.”
“I’m not sad, but I’m angry. A poor man from a small family! It was his luck when I appreciated him. It is he who doesn’t know who he is. Let’s wait and see. He will kneel to beg to make peace with me soon.”
Wang Yeru knew that this is was not the time for others to see her embarrassment. Shortly, she became calm again and said disapprovingly, but in fact, she had a bellyful of hatred.
The Wang Family was not a so rich and powerful family, but it stressed domestic morals. The reason why she had ignored her family’s disagreement to build a love relationship with Fan Kun was that she wanted to cover the fact that she was pregnant before marriage.
Once her conservative grandfather knew this scandal, he would beat her to death to justify the family’s moral standards, so she had made all efforts to help Fan Kun build relationships and let him join the upper class, hoping that he would give up all other thoughts to be a husband who did not care about her pregnancy.
But she had never thought that the yes-man Fan Kun would publicly break up with her at this time and ruin all her plans.
She did not reflect on her attitude, nor did she feel that ridiculing his friends was wrong or that leaving him on her side without introducing him would hurt the man’s dignity. Instead, she thought that Fan Kun was trying to disgrace her, so she extremely hated him.
“Fan Kun, let’s wait and see. I’m sure you will come back like a pet to kneel before me and beg me tomorrow at the latest.”
Wang Yeru made a determined effort silently. If this was the suitable occasion, now she would want to contact those who had social relationships with her to attack the businesses of the Fan Family.
“Yeru, what’s wrong? Why are you so grim-faced?”
A crispy but seductive voice sounded. Wang Yeru raised her head to look at the slender beautiful lady gracefully walking over and forced a smile, “Sister Yaoyao, you’re here. Let me introduce these friends to you!”
Standing beside Wang Yeru, Childe Liu and others stared at the lady’s big breasts, looking lascivious. Seeing this, the lady imperceptibly frowned, then returned to normal, and said with an alluring smile, “Okay!”
Inside Kaixuan Hall, everyone was so silent that even if a needle fell, they would hear the sound. Fan Kun, who directly drained three cups after coming in, made them stare at one another with confusion, not knowing what had happened.
“I don’t need to say anything anymore. Just now, I was wrong, took that b*tch too seriously, but poorly treated all of you—my brothers. Now I drank three cups to apologize!”
The moment Fan Kun put down his cup, his face had already turned red, but he refilled his cup a little misty-eyed and gulped it down. “I’d like to propose a toast to all of you. If you still treat me as your brother, please drain the cup!”
“Guys, we can’t let Lao Er lose face. Raise our cups, and drain the cup!”
The corners of Ding Ning’s mouth were raised slightly. Standing up, he raised his cup and gulped it down. Although he did not know what had happened to Fan Kun, he felt very happy. At least, now Fun Kun seemed to have become the vigorous and unrestrained Lao Er at college again.
“I must drain the cup. Lao Er proposed the toast, so I must drink it.”
“Let’s forget the words. Drain the cup!”
“Lao Er, you toasted too many people, but since you’ve finished three cups, let me drain this one.”
…
All of them nosily stood up and drained their cups, as if they had returned to their dormitory’s first party just after they went to the school. This was full of arrogant unrestraint of their youth.
“Come, come, come, eat the dish. This is the Australian lobster, ordered by Lao San. Eat some and relieve your hunger, and then let’s drink more. Otherwise, drinking without eating anything will damage your health.”
As a seasoned medical representative, Liu Jie had extremely rich drinking experience at the dining table, and a few of his words made the atmosphere active.
“Don’t grab my abalone! I’ve never tasted the 250g abalone.”
“D*mn, don’t try to rob my shark fin.”
“Get lost, it is I who got it first. Why do you always take my food?”
“I do like to rob yours because the robbed ones taste more delicious.”
…
Ding Ning smiled warmly as he saw everyone grabbing and wolfing down the dishes like before.
“Ahh!”
Fan Kun gave an exaggerated horrible shriek and looking sad, swore smilingly, “Lao San, f*ck your grandfather’s brother. You don’t have to treat me so cruelly even if you want me to buy expensive dishes. You’ve ordered lobsters and abalone. If I have no enough money to pay the bill in a while, you should lend me money.”
“Well, look at your mean face. Today it is Lao Liu’s treat, and you don’t have to pay the bill.”
While chewing a large piece of geoduck, Zhao Xin said in a blurring tone.
“What? Lao Liu’s treat? Seriously?”
Astonished, Fan Kun looked at Ding Ning with disbelief.
Like what the Tianzhu female dancers did, Ding Ning shook his head from side to side in a joking manner and grinned with provocation. “What? Not suitable? I can tell you that now I am also a rich man. If you are not convinced, try to replace me to pay the bill.”
“Lord, I know you are super-rich at first sight. Lao Liu, to give you a chance to show yourself, I decide not to try.”
Fan Kun patted Ding Ning’s shoulder and laughed heroically, pretending to be generous.
Ding Ning pursed his lips. “We haven’t seen each other for more than a year, but you are still so stingy.”
“Hee hee, only a stingy one can become rich.”
Fan Kun boisterously threw his arm around Ding Ning’s neck, poured two cups of liquor, passed one to Ding Ning, and said seriously, “In fact, I should have said sorry to you a long time before, but I have never had a chance.”
Ding Ning was stunned and asked with doubt, “How many meanings?”
“Only one. You know it. I believed that woman too much in the past.”
Some sadness appeared and vanished in Fan Kun’s eyes. With a little sad smile, he raised his head and poured the liquor down into his stomach.
Ding Ning finished the liquor in a daze and looking at him, asked, “You’ve known it?”
“Yep!”
Fan Kun nodded, refilled his cup, raised his head, and poured it down. Bloodshot-eyed, he panted and smiled miserably. “The day before I went to Yan Jing, I saw her in a bar…”
Fan Kun closed his eyes in pain, picked up the liquor bottle, and poured a lot down his mouth. Ding Ning did not stop him because he knew that Fan Kun needed to let his inward feelings out. Sometimes getting drunk might not necessarily be something bad. When he got up, perhaps he would see another new day of bright sunshine.
Besides, he was a brilliant doctor. Drinking when he was depressed was bad for his health, but that could be easily cured. In contrast, if he kept what he wanted to say to himself, he would more easily become sad, and his depression would cause bigger trouble.
“When I was lying on the ground, she stood over me and said to me with a sneer…”
Fan Kun was drunk. He cried as he drank and spoke of the course of his mentality over the past year in detail.
Imperceptibly, the entire box fell into a dead silence, and only Fan Kun’s mumble echoed in it.
No one spoke or comforted him, and even the most heartless Solemn’s eyes had turned red. He gritted his lips, listening to the man’s grievances and helplessness.
Everyone knew that he was proud in the bone. He only wanted to pour out his bitterness, to let his feelings out, and to tell his grievances. That was all.
Ding Ning’s eyes glinted with coldness. He understood Fan Kun’s feelings and difficulties, but he could not accept that Fan Kun succumbed to fate. For Ding Ning, every brother from their dormitory was worth being cherished as a friend.
Fortunately, Fan Kun finally found the truth. Without hesitation, he gave up the upper-class life he could easily get but chose to live like a real man. This made his complexion soothed and his mood sunny.
“Haha, that b*tch also threatened me with revenge. F*ck the Wang Family, f*ck the upper-class society, and let all of them go to hell. Nothing is more important than us brothers drinking together.”
Drunk but cute, Fan Kun shouted, staggered to his feet, and holding a liquor bottle, gave a belch of a drunkard. “Come, drain the cup, anyone who doesn’t drain the cup is a coward.”
“Drain the cup. Who fears that!”
“Come, let me drain the cup.”
“D*mn, I won’t fall if distilleries don’t go bankrupt. Let me drain the cup.”
…
All of them were more or less drunk. Stimulated by Fan Kun’s words, they were unwilling to look weak and picked up the bottles to drink. Zhao Xin had always been sedate, but he had also jumped to a chair, put one foot on the table, and holding the bottle, poured the liquor down to his stomach.
Ding Ning did not know whether to laugh or cry when he saw their crazy behavior. Having no mind to admit weakness, he also picked up a bottle to drink.
But with a “bang”, the room door was kicked open.
Ding Ning’s face turned cold. Turning around, he saw that more than ten pompous men and women arrogantly stormed in.
A beautiful girl of huge breasts in a floral dress stood like a goddess in the center of the crowd. Misty-eyed, she shouted with a drunk face, “Who is Fan Kun? Come out to see me. You dared to bully my sister, so you chose to go to hell!”
“Who, who is calling me?”
Fan Kun had been drunk for so long. When he heard someone say his name, he staggered to his feet again and asked with misty eyes.
“Sister Yaoyao, it is him. He is the b*stard who dallied with me and then dumped me.”
Wang Yeru’s face was covered with the drunk red color, and her eyes had the joy of revenge. Pointing at Fan Kun, she shouted.
“Sister Yao, you don’t have to deal with this wretched beggar yourself. Brothers, beat him. If anything bad happens, I will take responsibility.”
Childe Liu narrowed his eyes and commanded in a drunk state.
“F*ck, you dared to bully Sister Yao’s sister. Now I will disable you.”
“First, let me break his head, then brothers, it will be your turn. If I don’t break his head, he will not know the rules of the world.”
“All others just go away, but those who don’t go won’t have to go.”
…
Knowing that they had a great number, these playboys with beer bottles hideously smiled and went over.
“F*ck, they dare to touch Lao Er. I will fight them.”
Solemn had been a man who could not let others rest assured. Seeing this scene, he was not afraid. Instead, he seemed to have been stimulated by drugs and went over with shouts.
“Beat them. You dare to touch my brother, pick up weapons, and go.”
As their Big Brother, Liu Jie, who had been timid, did not cower at the critical moment and picked up a beer bottle. With a shout, he rushed over.
“Let me fight you with my life! F*ck.”
Red-eyed, Song Dong and Zhao Xin picked up two chairs and went to charge, but they were stopped by Ding Ning.
“Well, you dare to resist. It’s a little interesting. You have half the style of my elder sister’s husband, but I don’t know if you have his fighting power. Beat them.”
The beautiful chick raised her nice brows a few times and gave an aggressive smile with drunk eyes. Surprisingly, she grabbed a beer bottle, charged first at the wobbling Fan Kun, and swung the bottle at his head.