Chapter 757: 757 is too disrespectful, isn’t it_1
Why is Haohao drinking with them?
"Good day, Mr. Yang," Song Jiaqi walked over slowly, bowing respectfully, "I don’t know if you rember ."
"Oh, yes! You’re... Song Jiaqi! Is that correct?"
"I’m surprised you rember, yes, I am Song Jiaqi. That... person lying there is my good friend Haohao. It was Haohao who called
and said she was here, I ca to take her ho."
"No rush, no rush, you sit down and rest a while. I’ve already called a driver to drive us ho. Since you’re already here, sit down and wait. I’ll ask the driver to drive both of you later."
"Mr. Yang, there’s no need for that. I’ve got a taxi waiting downstairs. I just need to help Haohao get up."
"Miss Song," said Coco, the model, in a coquettish tone, "you certainly don’t understand the ways of the world, do you? How could you directly refuse Mr. Yang? He invited you to sit down and have a drink, but you refused, isn’t that a little too disrespectful?"
"Coco knows how to talk. That’s why I say, why wouldn’t the public like a considerate, obedient girl like Coco? Isn’t such an artist needed in today’s society?"
"Miss Song, please sit down and rest. As soon as the driver arrives, I’ll send you down imdiately," the assistant also chid in.
Song Jiaqi felt awkward.
Her instincts were telling her not to sit down.
However, she was on her own when she arrived, she never expected Haohao to be in this state.
She could leave, but could she take Haohao with her?
Or... she could go out and call the police first, would that work?
"Mr. Yang, I don’t handle alcohol well, can I only drink one cup?"
Her tolerance was quite good, she wouldn’t pass out from just one cup. If she could get by with this, it would be great.
"Of course! You’re a young lady, having one cup still gives
face, just one, drink up!"
Unable to refuse, Song Jiaqi drank the cup of wine reluctantly.
After finishing, Mr. Yang did not make things difficult for her, letting her wait off to the side.
Coco was just playing a drinking ga with them. She invited Song Jiaqi to join in the middle, but she refused politely as she didn’t wish to have more alcohol.
"Haohao? Haohao..." She tried to rouse An Hao countless tis, but there was no response, she was dead drunk.
Haohao, why did she drink so much?
After a while, Song Jiaqi lightly patted her chest, gradually clutching at her clothes.
What’s going on...?
She glanced around the room.
Was it because the room was airtight? Why was her breathing getting more and more difficult? She felt a sense of suffocation, it was distressing.
It wasn’t strong alcohol, normal alcohol didn’t have such high alcohol volu, she could usually handle several cups, it couldn’t be that she’d pass out from just one.
Before she could think further, Coco helped her and asked with concern, "Miss Song, are you alright? Is everything okay?"
"The alcohol must have been too strong. Miss Song, you lie down and rest, and we’ll wake you up when the car’s here."
"It’s unnecessary..."
That’s what Song Jiaqi said, but she couldn’t muster any strength.
Until her vision beca blurry and her consciousness started to fade, a thought suddenly popped into her muddled mind.
Could it be...?
If it was just Mr. Yang, she would be more cautious. Coco’s presence, however, made her less vigilant.
She never would have imagined that they’d dare to spike the booze right before her eyes!
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