In the end, even the woman in white was quite impressed with Fatty Wang, as he hadn't gotten drunk yet. The three young ladies, on the other hand, seemed to be drunk, sitting there obediently.
The onlookers were stunned. Were these two drunkards or wine connoisseurs? They were incredibly impressive.
When only three jars remained, Fatty Wang collapsed without warning.
Gu Xin smiled and said, "Hehe, I won! All that money is mine! Baiyi, take Fatty Wang back and tell the people at the government office that their cousin was drunk with me!"
White-robed: "...Okay!"
Gu Xin nodded in satisfaction, then lay down on the table.
It was such a small difference, and those who bet on Fatty Wang to win were so angry they wanted to rob him.
But with Bai Er in white there, clearly not someone to be trifled with, no one dared to actually try to rob him.
Finally, Bai Er, along with several guards, escorted Fatty Wang to the government office. As for Gu Xin, Bai Yi had Zheng Qiu and Dong Xue help her into the carriage.
The man in white had Cui Mama bring him a piece of unused cloth, threw two hundred-tael silver notes at Cui Mama, and then rolled up the silver and carried it away.
Looking at the two hundred taels of silver notes in her hand, plus the bag of silver that Fatty Wang had taken out earlier to buy wine, Madam Cui couldn't help but question her life.
She earned more in one night than she usually earns in a month. Should she change Chunyu Tower into a casino?
...
When they returned to the villa, it was already dawn. Gu Xin was very drunk and was sleeping soundly.
She didn't wake up until that night, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Dongxue with a worried expression.
"Third Miss, you scared me to death!" Dongxue cried tears of joy.
"My dear Dongxue, don't cry! I only had a drink, didn't I?" Gu Xin said in a hoarse voice, holding Dongxue's hand.
"Oh dear, Third Miss, your voice is hoarse. I'll have the cook make you some soup later. What should I do? You weren't sick, Third Miss. It's my fault for not taking good care of you, it's my fault for not taking good care of you..." Dongxue cried even more bitterly.
Gu Xin rubbed her forehead and sat up, supporting herself on the bed with her hands.
She was still a little dizzy; she had drunk too much. That Fatty Wang could really hold his liquor.
"Then Dongxue, why don't you go to the kitchen and make me some soup? Stop crying, or my heart will break." Gu Xin's head ached even more as she looked at Dongxue, who was crying incessantly.
"Xinxin, you're awake!" Hearing the noise, Zheng Qiu came in, quickly went to the table to pour Gu Xin a glass of water, and handed it to the bedside.
"Please trouble Young Master Zheng to take care of our young lady. I'm going to the kitchen!" Dongxue wiped away her tears, stood up, and bowed to Zheng Qiu.
"Go, Miss Winter Snow, I'll stay here," Zheng Qiu said with a smile.
Dongxue turned back and looked at Gu Xin with concern before leaving.
"Sigh, this little girl, she can cry so much." Gu Xin took a sip of water and sighed.
"You scared her to death! She's been saying she wanted to call a doctor since noon, but Baiyi stopped her." Zheng Qiu sat down and asked, "Did you have a good time drinking last night? How are you feeling? Are you dizzy? Do you need some hangover soup?"
"I'm so happy! Next time I'll definitely take care of Fatty Wang before dawn! He wants to be my son and my grandson, so I need to train his drinking capacity, right? I'm not dizzy, I'm fine, I can still drink a few jars now! I'm in great shape!" Gu Xin clenched her fist and raised her arm.
"Pfft! If you keep acting like this, Prince Lu won't dare let you come out alone next time!" Zheng Qiu said with a helpless laugh.
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