Although Qin Gengxin was under the influence of alcohol, he still drove steadily. Jiang Ruolan leaned back against the leather seat and stared straight ahead. Under the neon lights, she felt that her vision was a bit blurry.
When they entered the bar, they found a random spot and sat down. Qin Gengxin quickly called the waiter and immediately said, "Bring out your bar's most expensive and strongest liquor."
The waiter was stunned for a moment. Then, he looked at Qin Gengxin, whose eyes had also turned sluggish.
Qin Gengxin looked back at him with a funny expression. After a moment, Jiang Ruolan gestured to the waiter, "Do as he says."
"Miss, sir, the most expensive wine in our bar is 8000 yuan per bottle and it was a Brandy. How many bottles would you like?"
Brandy? Hmm. It seemed that she would not return home with a sane mind.
