Chapter 23: What do you think of Li Xuan?

Rock, paper, scissors; Li Xuan lost in a daze.

The subsequent games were a series of mistakes, one after another.

She hadn't even lasted a few rounds before knocking the card off the soda can.

She watched helplessly as Shen Lan walked away gracefully and stood back by Si Rong's side.

Who could look at that and not praise County Magistrate Shen as a good man who truly upholds male virtue?

Yet her heart felt hollow, as if it were bleeding drop by drop.

But not a single person cared.

Li Xuan picked up her wine glass and downed the penalty drink that was hers to take.

The joys of different people are not shared; her pain was quickly covered over by the laughter of the crowd.

Everyone soon began the second round of drawing lots; it was Lily and a male classmate.

These two were evenly matched and held on for about ten rounds.

In the end, Lily won, and the male classmate also willingly admitted defeat and drank his wine.

Ming Zi was drawn in the fifth round; she was paired with a female classmate, the very one who loved to gossip behind her back about her clinging to a wealthy man.

In the end, she still lost to Ming Zi and drank the penalty wine while suppressing her anger.

The game continued until almost the very end, with only two lots left in the bucket.

"Who else hasn't been drawn?"

Lily's gaze swept around the circle, then she pointed at Si Rong and Jiang Cheng, "You two, be self-aware and step out!"

The crowd had not expected Si Rong and Jiang Cheng to be the ones left.

Shen Lan was unwilling for the two of them to stand together, so he said, "My Rongrong has a low tolerance for alcohol; let me take her place instead!"

He had assumed that given his prestige, no one present would object, but he hadn't expected—perhaps because they had drunk too much—that Lily and two other women would be there making a fuss.

"No need to replace me, I can do it myself."

Si Rong stood up and walked to the soda can at almost the same time as Jiang Cheng.

Rock, paper, scissors; she threw paper, and Jiang Cheng threw rock.

Then she placed her card on top first; across from her, Jiang Cheng looked at her cautious hands, his eyes deep.

Back then, he always sat in the seat behind her.

Whenever he saw those hands, he often wondered one thing: how could they be so small and so soft?

What could they do?

Having seen them so often, those delicate, boneless little hands would frequently appear in his dreams.

The memory came to an abrupt end.

Jiang Cheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Soon, the two of them had reached the tenth round.

Beside them, the classmates all watched with bated breath.

Li Xuan stood behind Si Rong; the bitter taste of the glass she had just drunk still hadn't faded from her throat.

She hoped Si Rong would also get to taste this bitterness.

So, when it was Si Rong's turn to place a card again, Li Xuan feigned carelessness and used her sleeve to gently fan a light breeze.

Watching the card Si Rong had placed tremble slightly at the edge, Li Xuan's heart was so excited it was about to jump out.

Yet, she suddenly felt a sharp gaze.

She looked up and saw that the gaze came from Jiang Cheng.

It was sharp and carried a warning.

"I lost," Jiang Cheng said with a raised brow and a smile.

His card fell before Si Rong placed hers.

Si Rong was somewhat surprised; she had clearly felt her own card was about to fall first, but for some reason, Jiang Cheng's card had fallen along with it.

"Our Division Commander Jiang must drink a penalty glass!" Lily poured a glass of wine, "It seems that no matter how formidable Division Commander Jiang is, even a hero struggles to pass the beauty's trial!"

Amidst the crowd's teasing, Jiang Cheng picked up the wine glass with one hand and downed it in one gulp.

This gathering continued until the afternoon, when everyone left one after another.

Shen Lan felt very uncomfortable, and on the way back, he asked Si Rong, "What do you think of Division Commander Jiang?"

Si Rong was so angered by his questioning that she laughed.

She was truly curious about how a thing like Shen Lan was even put together.

He was out fooling around with her best friend, yet now he actually had the nerve to question her about other men.

"Then what do you think of Li Xuan?" Si Rong asked coldly in return.