CHAPTER 1071: CHAPTER 1105: HUH? DO I REALLY HAVE TO STRIP? (MONTHLY TICKET)

"Tang Zhe, how are you doing?"

The woman with heavy makeup on her face quickly went forward to support him.

"Ugh... I can’t do it anymore, I concede, I really can’t do it this time."

At this moment, it dawned on Mr. Tang, the guy doesn’t just drink; once he starts, he can’t stop—

"So, since you lost, shouldn’t you be stripping?"

Just then, Mu Yang stood up from her chair with a smile, her black lace dress hugging her graceful and elegant figure, both intellectual and enticing. Though she was not dressed very revealingly, it was hard to hide her alluring curves.

"What! Really have to strip?"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"Of course, a man, you know, has to consider what he’s said before, or else isn’t he worried he might sprain his back with such big talk?"

Mu Yang smiled warmly, looking as harmless as could be.

"Let’s stop now, I think Mr. Tang seems unwell today, probably just threw up because of that."

Lin Zifeng walked over.

"Yes, yes! I’m not feeling well today, so I drank too quickly and threw up." Tang Zhe showed Lin Zifeng a grateful look.

"Now that you’ve thrown up, let’s keep drinking then." Lin Zifeng added another line.

This caused Young Master Tang to momentarily black out, almost fainting.

"Ugh...ugh... I’m not done throwing up yet, how about we tussle later."

As soon as Tang Zhe heard this, he started vomiting again.

Unexpectedly, this guy was so unscrupulous.

"Okay then, thanks for letting us win." Lin Zifeng cupped his hands, smiled at Mu Yang, and said, "I’ll go to the bathroom first."

"Okay, come back soon."

Mu Yang nodded in agreement.

"I’m going too!"

Tang Zhe hurriedly clutched his stomach and ran over.

"Did they... both go to the bathroom to puke?"

In the private room, a few of the beauties widened their eyes, thinking it was quite funny.

"Come on, let’s keep eating."

Mu Yang beckoned everyone, fortunately Tang Zhe puked up alcohol, otherwise this private room might have been unusable.

After leaving the private room, Lin Zifeng rushed nonstop towards the private room on the Madame’s floor.

But as soon as he jumped into the elevator, he encountered someone familiar.

"Su Ni!"

Lin Zifeng exclaimed in surprise.

Yet in the elevator, standing in front of Su Ni were two men in suits. The two men were chatting and laughing, while Su Ni had to play along with a forced smile.

It was clear that these two men in suits were either Su Ni’s bosses or some kind of leaders.

In an instant, after piecing things together in his mind, Lin Zifeng muddle-headedly connected all their relations.

"Lin Zifeng, what are you doing here?"

Su Ni pointed at Lin Zifeng in surprise and asked.

"Eating." Lin Zifeng said casually, then squeezed into the elevator.

"Which floor are you going to?"

Su Ni blinked her eyes and asked.

Encountering Lin Zifeng here, Su Ni was first surprised, but then thought it made sense.

"Which floor are you going to?" Lin Zifeng asked.

"Eighth floor."

"Okay, I’m going to the eighth floor too." Lin Zifeng stepped forward and pressed the button himself.

"What are you going to the eighth floor for?" Su Ni glared at him.

Lin Zifeng shrugged and said nonchalantly, "To eat."

"Wow, just like that you can even come to such a nice hotel to eat, impressive."

Su Ni, like a bro, punched him lightly but held back eventually, considering the two breathing managers standing in the elevator, if it weren’t for her father asking her to accompany the managers, she wouldn’t dare dine with such people.