Li Weiwei finally stopped vomiting after over a minute. She staggered to her feet and grabbed a handful of tissues from the table to wipe her hands and mouth, then sat back in her seat. She seemed to feel dizzy from the alcohol, so after sitting down, she didn't immediately resume drinking, instead resting for a moment.

But drunk people tend to want to drink more; though she paused briefly due to a headache, the urge to drink quickly returned, and she grabbed another bottle and started drinking again. She drank silently, without engaging in conversation or anything else, solely focusing on drinking.

There seem to already be quite a few bottles scattered across the table and floor. Li Weiwei's alcohol tolerance must be decent, otherwise a woman wouldn't be able to drink this much. Nonetheless, regardless of how good one's alcohol tolerance is, drinking so much at this point would still be hard to handle.

Sure enough, Li Weiwei barely drank one or two sips of the next bottle before she couldn't help but vomit again. She dropped the bottle she was holding, and with a "bang!", it shattered on the ground.

Li Weiwei immediately covered her mouth, squatting on the ground, and vomited forcefully again.

Hao Jian watched, shaking his head silently; you have to wonder if she knows how unpleasant vomiting and feeling dizzy is, why continue drinking to the point of intoxication, especially alone, just to drown her sorrows? It's indeed asking for trouble. Initially he found Li Weiwei's predicament somewhat amusing, but seeing her so uncomfortable now brought him sympathy.

She must be feeling miserable from vomiting like this, just watching her retching made Hao Jian uncomfortable too.

Finally, he could no longer just watch, stood up, grabbed some tissues, and walked over, handing them to her saying, "Here, wipe up."

Li Weiwei, struggling to stop her urge to vomit, took the tissues, her hands unsteady, fumbling before successfully grabbing them from Hao Jian. After wiping her mouth, she stood up, still looking wobbly.

As Hao Jian helped her sit down, Li Weiwei made to reach for the bottle again. Instantly, Hao Jian showed displeasure, snatching the bottle back, saying, "You've drunk this much and still want more? You want alcohol poisoning, huh?"

Yet Li Weiwei still tried to snatch the bottle from Hao Jian's hand, muttering, "Give me the bottle, or I'll hit you!"

Hao Jian chuckled, hit me? In your current state, you think you can hit me? You probably can't even tell where I am, north from south. He sneered back, "Hit me? Go ahead!"

Li Weiwei, hearing Hao Jian dare to challenge her, stopped trying to grab the bottle and rolled up her sleeves, ready to hit Hao Jian. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Let's see how I make you cry!" she said, swinging drunken fists.

Hao Jian smiled; as Li Weiwei, swinging drunken fists, walked over, she barely made it two or three steps before collapsing forward to the ground. Luckily she fell directly forward, and Hao Jian caught her in time, preventing a fall onto a table or chair which might have caused serious injury, possibly even facial disfigurement, leading to tears when sober.

Once he reacted, Hao Jian realized that in catching her, he'd mistakenly placed one hand on an inappropriate place, grabbing one of her "soft buns."

Soft! That was his first thought though he inadvertently squeezed a couple more times, it wasn't with any intent to take advantage; he quickly recoiled upon realizing where his hand was.

Li Weiwei, also seemingly alert to his squeezes, suddenly raised her head to look at him with shock.

"Hao Jian!" Li Weiwei immediately recognized him, pointing accusingly, "You actually dared to touch my chest, you've got some nerve!"

Li Weiwei spoke angrily to Hao Jian, but when he opened his mouth to explain, she suddenly reached out, grasped Hao Jian's hand.

This... Hao Jian thought Li Weiwei was angry and intended to punish him for his misplaced touch. But apparently, he was mistaken; Li Weiwei, with mischievous smile, unexpectedly took his hand and pressed it onto her "soft buns."

Indeed, Li Weiwei took Hao Jian's hand and placed it on her chest.

It left Hao Jian shocked; Li Weiwei did this voluntarily, guiding his hand there. Would she ever do this sober? Tomorrow, when she realizes she behaved this way while drunk, she'd first regret deeply, then certainly blame Hao Jian, leading to his demise.

However, before he could speak, Li Weiwei flashed a wicked smile at him and said, "So, are my breasts big? Do they feel good to touch?"

While saying this, Li Weiwei batted her eyelashes at Hao Jian. Such a seductive look, it was a side of Li Weiwei he had never seen before. Hao Jian was dumbfounded, not expecting Li Weiwei to have such a side. Normally she seemed every bit the dominant woman, but she could also be so alluring. That flirtatious glance just now completely changed his perception of her.

Alcohol apparently has such an effect, awakening one's hidden self, releasing and liberating oneself. Seeing that image of Li Weiwei, he felt that his understanding of her had changed, and realized that alcohol truly is a fascinating thing. Not only can it numb one's sorrows, but it can also free oneself and bring happiness.

Look, right now Li Weiwei looks genuinely happy, extremely happy at that.

However, if the sober her knew she had done such a thing — putting a man's hand on her chest — she would probably regret it deeply.

Of course, Hao Jian was greatly enjoying the situation, but thinking of what would happen if Li Weiwei sobered up and realized what she had done, she might just kill him to keep it a secret. So, after thinking of this consequence, he quickly retracted his hand.

Even though the sensation was unbelievable, for the sake of his own life, he chose to be cautious.

Li Weiwei, seeing this, put on an unhappy face, pouting at Hao Jian, and said, "You pulled your hand back, are you disgusted by me? Or do you think my breasts aren't nice to touch? You..."

Hao Jian listened, hesitating to speak, thinking how dealing with a drunk woman is truly troublesome.

Li Weiwei then tried to grab Hao Jian's hand again, but Hao Jian wouldn't let her, putting his hands behind his back. Seeing this, Li Weiwei suddenly laughed and said, "Haha... you shameless guy, you thought I'd let you take advantage of me for free, huh? I won't let you get away with that, hmph..."

Saying that, Li Weiwei turned around and sat down on a bench, stopping her drinking and lying down on the table as if ready to sleep. As she lay there, she continued to talk, her speech slurred, switching between happiness and sorrow with a sobbing tone. Hao Jian couldn't make out what she was saying.

Seeing that she seemed quite drunk already, having drunk and vomited, looking like she didn't have the energy to carry on, he called over the owner and asked how much the bill was.

The owner looked at the table, took out a bill, calculated, and told Hao Jian, "Altogether it's one hundred and twenty-eight."

Hao Jian casually took out two hundred yuan and gave it to the owner, saying, "Keep the change."

Seeing how generous Hao Jian was, the owner smiled immediately, nodded, and happily walked away with the money.

Hao Jian glanced at Li Weiwei, then at the bottles on the table and on the ground. One hundred and twenty-eight worth of alcohol, and Li Weiwei drank so much! Truly impressive, he admired her, really respected her. He never expected a woman like her to be capable of drinking so much, even excluding the food, at least seventy or eighty yuan worth of alcohol was consumed, and each bottle was at most five or six yuan.

Impressive, very impressive. Hao Jian felt like giving Li Weiwei a thumbs-up.

Then he walked over, intending to help Li Weiwei up. With her this drunk, she couldn't stay here, and he couldn't just leave her either. Naturally, he had to take her home before he could leave.

But where does Li Weiwei live? He didn't know, so he gently patted her on the back, trying to wake her up and ask where she lived so he could take her home.

"Don't touch me!" Li Weiwei shouted.

Hao Jian had just placed his hand on her when she shouted loudly.

Feeling helpless, Hao Jian retracted his hand, sat by her side, and softly said in her ear, "I won't touch you, I won't touch you, just tell me your address so I can take you home."

Li Weiwei had initially calmed down, but upon hearing Hao Jian's offer to take her home, she immediately sat up.