You Make Money, I'll Spend It: Stepmother's Ultimate Pleasure in the Aristocratic Family Chapter 164: Drunk and Full of Life

The wine bottle tilted slightly.

Su Tingran was just about to pour wine into the glass.

A fair hand reached out and lifted up the bottle.

"Don't drink this. Let's call Jiamu and Li and go out for drinks."

Sheng Mumu's eyes curved, gleaming as if she had just won the lottery.

Having co into a large sum of unexpected wealth, she wanted to splurge.

"To celebrate your return to singlehood, drinks are on tonight. We won't stop until we're drunk!"

On hearing this, Su Tingran also grew excited. "We won't stop until we're drunk!"

10pm. The top floor of a high-end club in the capital city.

Four won with graceful figures and charming temperants walked out of the elevator.

Passing through the starry sky-thed hallway was like entering another world.

Dazzling, dizzying lights.

The air was infused with the sll of alcohol and tobacco.

The deafening music drowned out the sound of clinking glasses everywhere.

At the bar, the young and handso bartender mixed strong drinks, moving as if performing magic tricks.

Qiao Li led the way, waving over a waiter to bring them to a private booth.

As the one most familiar with the bar scene, Qiao Li naturally took it upon herself to explain.

Mysteriously, she said:

"This bar just newly opened not long ago. One word - amazing."

"What's so amazing about it?" Qin Jiamu curiously raised her brows.

Qiao Li: "It's popular with the youth these days. So many good looking guys and girls. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say this is the bar with the highest average attractiveness in the capital."

Qin Jiamu laughed confidently:

"Of course, now that we're here, it's ti to raise raise that average attractiveness?"

The others laughed at Qin Jiamu's joke, nodding in agreent as they began pouring drinks, instantly settling into girls' night out mode.

Qiao Li turned to look at Su Tingran.

"Sister Tingran, tonight we're mainly here for so eye candy."

"Macho types, bookish types, bad boy types, cute types..."

"Whatever you're into, they have it here!"

The introverted Su Tingran was a little embarrassed hearing this.

This was her first ti at a bar. She had only gone to a few quiet bars and lounges with her ex-husband before. The atmosphere here was completely different.

Sheng Mumu noticed her discomfort and nudged her arm, joking:

"Li's right, Tingran. You were cooped up at ho before so you didn't know - young guys these days really go for older sisters, especially wealthy divorcées like you."

Sheng Mumu pointed around with her chin. "I dare say if you yelled out right now 'I'm a rich divorcee worth billions', at least ten cute guys here would chase after you shouting 'Rich girl, hungry, food money!'"

Su Tingran was taken aback, with an expression that said "Don't go making things up now." She opened her mouth, "Weren't we just here to drink and chat tonight?"

She wasn't ready to et soone new so soon.

Seeing that Su Tingran was finally engaging in conversation, Sheng Mumu felt relieved.

Just to liven things up, she teased her: "Of course just drinking. Or did you want to spend money on so 'fun'..."

Before she could get the words "spend money on fun" out, Su Tingran covered her mouth.

Su Tingran looked around warily:

"Mumu, keep it down! Don't say too much, I don't want to be socially dead right after becoming newly single."

Sheng Mumu's eyes smiled into crescents. With her mouth covered, her muffled voice leaked out:

"Ok ok, I won't say it, I won't say it."

While they were joking around, two handso young n walked by.

Their gazes kept shifting to their table, clearly wanting to co over and strike up a conversation. They even sat down at the empty booth next to them.

Seeing their less-than-honorable intentions, Qin Jiamu couldn't help but frown and glare at them.

"What are you looking at? Finished your howork?"

The two guys froze in surprise before quickly changing tables.

Seeing this, the other three won burst into laughter.

And so, the night really did beco purely for "looking" at hunks.

Chatting, drinking, playing drinking gas, they were having a blast.

At that ti. Capital City International Airport.

A man walked out of the arrival hall.

Tall and well-built, with refined features.

He had casually draped his suit jacket over his arm, revealing his muscular fra through his crisp button-down shirt.

After reading project reports for his company the whole flight, he still had on silver wire-rimd glasses.

An air of elegance and aloofness attracted the attention of those around him.

Qi Mo took out his phone from his pant pocket, lowering his eyes.

Opening WeChat, a hint of confusion flashed through his dark irises.

Sheng Mumu had taken all the money from the red envelope he sent her, but hadn't replied to the ssage he had put inside.

He told her on WeChat that he was coming ho tonight.

She didn't seem to have seen it.

Qi Mo unhurriedly took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Outside the airport doors, Xiao Wang had been waiting for a while.

Seeing the boss co out, he quickly ca forward to take his luggage and held the car door open.

After putting away the luggage, Xiao Wang got into the driver's seat.

He glanced slightly at the back.

He could see the boss looking at his phone with a faint frown on his brows.

After tapping a few tis, he raised the phone to his ear.

After waiting a while, he put the phone down again.

Xiao Wang's observant eyes turned, but he didn't say anything. He started the car.

He had learned his lesson this ti.

Without asking where the boss wanted to go, he drove straight towards Xiyu Yue Ting.

From what he observed, Chairman Qi hadn't stayed in the company residence for a long ti now.

Whenever he had free ti, it was always ho.

This ti it must be the sa.

In the bar.

Sheng Mumu and Qin Jiamu were engrossed in playing drinking gas.

Qiao Li was pulling Su Tingran to look at the hunks walking by.

None of the four noticed a phone lighting up on the table several tis.

Sheng Mumu loved eating and drinking. She kept losing to Qin Jiamu at the drinking ga and wasn't willing to admit defeat.

After a few more rounds, several cocktails had gone down.

Cocktails had a high alcohol content, but went down smooth.

Before she knew it, she was drunk.

Sheng Mumu's fair complexion already had a light blush, making her appear even more translucent.

But in the dim lighting of the bar, the red and purple hues masked her flushed face.

The four looked at each other, each thinking the others were not drunk yet.

So they waved extravagantly for another round of cocktails.

Su Tingran went to the bathroom midway.

Sheng Mumu and Qin Jiamu put down the drinking ga.

They both pulled on the youngest Qiao Li on either side.

"Li, tell us who you're interested in. Sis will go get his WeChat for you," Qin Jiamu patted her chest confidently.

Hearing this, Sheng Mumu was unhappy.

She picked up the phone from the table and quickly unlocked it.

Eager to see Cheng Zhuo's childhood photos, she didn't notice the missed call notifications on the screen.

After flipping through the album, she found the photo of little Cheng Zhuo sitting on a baby walker wearing split-crotch pants.

She shoved the phone in Qiao Li's face.

"Don't listen to Jiamu. Li, look at this one, do you like him?"

Qiao Li: "......"

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"Sis, don't joke around, isn't this Cheng Zhuo?"

Tipsy Sheng Mumu sat up straight in a split second.

As if catching Qiao Li red-handed, she slurred:

"Ohhh, you can recognize him even dressed like this?"

As she spoke, Qiao Li's ears suddenly turned red.

Seeing her reaction, Sheng Mumu was even more amused.

She didn't expect the rocker girl to blush too.

She pushed the phone closer, nearly hitting Qiao Li's nose.

Drunk, she interrogated:

"Well, what do you think, is my brother handso or not?"

Just then, a ssage popped up on the screen.

Qiao Li's eyes lit up, finding an excuse to change the topic.

"Sis, you have a new WeChat ssage."

Still tipsy, Sheng Mumu slowly clicked to open it.

Muttering resentfully:

"Who is it, ssaging so late and disturbing our drinking. It better be important."