17: Chapter 17 A Familiar Figure, It’s a Man_1 17: Chapter 17 A Familiar Figure, It’s a Man_1 After dinner, everyone was still very enthusiastic.

Liang Qiaoqiao took the initiative to invite everyone to a nearby KTV for singing.

Nanxi was slightly tipsy and wanted to refuse, but Liang Qiaoqiao stated that there might not be many more opportunities for such gatherings in the future.

Therefore, they shouldn’t dampen everyone’s spirit, and reassured them that they had nothing to worry about with her there!

The KTV they went to was “Wheatfield,” a renowned high-end KTV in H City with top-tier services and a tranquil environment.

Naturally, the cost was quite steep.

Nanxi felt somewhat sympathetic towards the expenses Liang Qiaoqiao was incurring.

Even Yang Su—a wealthy heiress—thought the consumption here was too extravagant.

She suggested with a smile, “Sister Qiaoqiao, I know there’s another decent KTV around here.

The service isn’t too shabby, and the prices are affordable…”

Liang Qiaoqiao pulled Yang Su aside, flashed a gold card in front of everyone, and refuted, “Wherever I am, you youngsters don’t need to worry about footing the bill.

We’re going to this one…

Come on in, don’t spoil my mood!”

Nanxi thought that Liang Qiaoqiao was remarkably generous tonight…

more so than she had ever been before!

the private room, Zhang Mu and Yang Su, both frequented

asked Nanxi about

in

therefore didn’t have many songs she could sing

had once told her that she sang

drank too much, Nanxi felt

sipped on a glass of water, which eased her

also led to her excusing

her unsteady on her feet, offered to accompany her, but Liang Qiaoqiao stopped her, “I’m also heading to the

indeed quite

her feel rather uncomfortable, particularly in

Qiaoqiao supported Nanxi as they walked towards

to be saying something, but Nanxi’s foggy mind couldn’t comprehend

restroom, Liang Qiaoqiao

reflection in the mirror, found it familiar, thought for a moment, and realized that it was her own

did it seem so unsteady, as if she couldn’t

tried to look more closely–she

nausea surged up from her stomach, and she began to vomit

patting her back lightly yet

my cousin,’

furrowed her brow as another wave of acidity rose from

her face with the vomit,

told… I can’t hold my liquor!” she muttered as

tears didn’t stop; she

had only experienced the aftermath of drunkenness once before, that was the night before Li

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