The Abused Heroine Stops Pretending [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 91.2

Three drinks later, the heat rushed to her head, and Tang Jing began to feel dizzy. She lowered her head, the prominent bones at the back of her neck visible due to her extreme thinness.

A pang of sympathy flickered in Zhang Mei’s eyes. She had seen Xi Ran before back then, the woman had a healthy complexion and a well-proportioned figure. Though slender, it was a natural slimness, not the gauntness she saw now.

Watching Xia Yunwei pour yet another drink for Xi Ran, Zhang Mei quickly intervened. “Yun-jie, you can’t keep making her drink like this. She’ll end up in the hospital if this goes on.”

Xia Yunwei said with a smile, “Otherwise, Xi Ran, why don’t you drink with Zhang Mei? She cares about you and definitely wouldn’t make you drink like this. But if it’s me, I’d have to push you to drink more.”

When Tang Jing read the side plot description, she already knew how disgusting it was to push one’s girlfriend onto someone else. Now, experiencing it firsthand, the disgust was even more intense.

Zhang Mei hesitated and looked at Xi Ran.

After deducting 20 points from the system, Xi Ran picked up the liquor bottle and shoved it into Xia Yunwei’s hand, smiling as she said, “Drinking alone is no fun. Why don’t we drink together?”

You love forcing others to drink, don’t you? Then let’s see how you like it.

Xia Yunwei’s smirk froze on her face as she turned to Xi Ran. “What do you mean by that?”

“Aren’t you always saying you love me? Won’t you even drink with me?” Tang Jing shot back.

You love using this kind of emotional manipulation, don’t you? Well, let’s turn the tables.

“Exactly, Yunwei, just drink with her. If both of you get drunk, we’ll take you home later,” Liu Ting chimed in, clearly enjoying the drama.

Xia Yunwei glared at her, but when she saw Tang Jing still waiting for her to drink, she grinned. As someone who loved a challenge and the person daring to challenge her interest was instantly piqued. She raised the bottle and said, “Fine, let’s see who can outdrink who.”

Tang Jing silently asked System Xiao-6 in her mind, “Is the medicine ready?”

[System: It’s already placed in the host’s virtual storage.]

The system came with a store, a perk granted by the privileges of her senior, the Gold Medal Master. Tang Jing had quickly mastered its use. She spent some points to buy an anti-hangover pill from the shop and swallowed it while pretending to drink with Xia Yunwei.

The sight of two beautiful women chugging liquor straight from the bottle soon drew a crowd. Some even egged them on, while others went to the bar to order more drinks for them to keep going.

Xia Yunwei regretted her decision almost immediately after the drinking contest began. The strong alcohol burned through her stomach and surged up her throat, first numbing her nose, then clouding her mind.

Halfway through, she wanted to quit. But when she caught sight of the woman beside her still drinking and heard the crowd cheering, she had no choice but to keep going.

By the time she finished one bottle, she was already drunk.

Tang Jing, however, remained perfectly sober thanks to the anti-hangover pill. She accepted the drinks handed to her by the onlookers and glanced at Xia Yunwei with a questioning look.

Before Xia Yunwei could respond, Zhang Mei spoke up, pleading, “Stop drinking. What’s the point of this? You’re only hurting yourselves.”

“Hey, pretty girl, don’t interrupt! These two can really hold their liquor especially the tall one. Look, she’s not even fazed after a whole bottle,” someone from the crowd laughed.

Others quickly joined in agreement.

Zhang Mei grew anxious, unable to get a word in edgewise. She turned to He Manman and Liu Ting for help, but the two just smiled without saying anything.

Xia Yunwei gritted her teeth and glared at Xi Ran. “Xi Ran, I never would’ve guessed. You always made excuses not to drink before, but now that there’s an audience, you’re suddenly up for it? Did you take a liking to someone here?”

From the crowd, someone eagerly called out, “Hey, beautiful, look at me! I can sing, dance, and play instruments, I’ve got it all!”

The crowd burst into laughter. “Oh, come off it! ‘Skilled in all arts’? Do you even know the eighteen bedroom techniques?”

“Pfft, like you do.”

“Who knows? Maybe I do.”

This was a lesbian bar. Many regulars had been around long enough to have hooked up privately, so they were all too familiar with each other’s quirks.

But these women had thick skin. Even when spouting such shameless banter in public, they didn’t bat an eye.

Xia Yunwei had made those remarks to embarrass Xi Ran, but the crowd quickly latched onto her words, turning their attention to Xi Ran instead.

Xi Ran was undeniably beautiful, one of the most sought-after “Tops” in their circle. She carried an air of gentle, dependable domesticity, warm and steady, the kind of person who naturally drew others in.

That was exactly why Xia Yunwei had agreed to be with her in the first place.

At first, she’d enjoyed being cared for and fussed over. But gradually, she grew bored. The doting words began to feel like shackles, the concern like nagging. Even Xi Ran herself started to seem dull.

No matter what happened, Xi Ran always remained unflappable, as if nothing could rattle her.

So Xia Yunwei came up with a plan: provoke her, make her show some other emotion. The first time she saw surprise flicker across Xi Ran’s face, a thrill shot through her, one that quickly became an addiction.

Tonight, she’d dragged Xi Ran here with the intention of getting her drunk, hoping to see her lose control. But Xi Ran kept refusing drinks, which only made Xia Yunwei suspect she had a bad drinking habit and was afraid to indulge.

Then, when Zhang Mei showed concern earlier, another idea struck Xia Yunwei: push Xi Ran toward her friends. Would that finally make her angry?

But the plan backfired. Staring at the bottle of liquor shoved back into her hands, Xia Yunwei clenched her fists.

In the end, Xia Yunwei was the one who ended up wasted, collapsing onto the couch in a drunken heap.

Tang Jing set down her bottle and exhaled softly. Without so much as a glance at Xia Yunwei, she stood and addressed the group of women. “She’s all yours. I’ve got things to do.” Then she walked away without hesitation.

Watching her leave, Zhang Mei and the others exchanged glances before turning back to Xia Yunwei.

Zhang Mei’s expression was complicated. She’d thought Xi Ran was already drunk and had hoped to take the chance to comfort her. But Xi Ran had remained cold the entire time, and her steps were steady as she left, no sign that she’d just downed so much alcohol.

The coffee table was littered with over a dozen empty bottles, all from their drinking contest.

“Damn, that woman’s impressive!”

“Didn’t even flinch, walked away without a wobble.”

“She’s got an iron liver.”

The onlookers were stunned.

But as Tang Jing weaved through the crowd toward the exit, her steps faltered slightly, nearly sending her stumbling.

Then a hand reached out, steadying her. “Careful.”

The voice was mature and magnetic, cutting clearly through the noisy surroundings.

Tang Jing followed the arm up, first taking in the sleek black dress hugging a stunning figure, then the elegant collarbones, the sharp jawline, and finally, the thin lips pressed into a firm line.

The lips alone suggested their owner was a somewhat stern or even rigid person. Moving upward, there was a straight, well-defined nose bridge, followed by a pair of deep, intelligent eyes that seemed to see right through you when they gazed your way.

[System: Yin Qingyue]

Even without the system’s introduction, she recognized the woman from the original host’s memories.

Yin Qingyue, the general manager of Yueqing Group.

Yueqing Group was a company she had co-founded with her close friend Ren Yue. Starting from nothing, the two of them had built it into a business with a notable standing in the commercial world.

Rumors circulated in private that Yin Qingyue and Ren Yue were in a romantic relationship, which was why they worked so seamlessly together without distinction.

Others claimed they had broken up two years ago and now maintained only a professional relationship as chairman and general manager.

Regardless of the version, these baseless whispers had never been addressed by either party, so they remained nothing more than idle gossip, taken seriously by no one.

Tang Jing steadied herself with the support of the woman’s hand. “Thank you.”

“No need.” The woman’s lips, tinted with nude lipstick, curved slightly, a small but unmistakable gesture of goodwill.

Just as Tang Jing was about to pass by, the woman stopped her. “Would you like to grab a drink?”

In the world of adults, few words were necessary. A glance, a subtle hint in a single sentence enough to convey intent.

Tang Jing offered an apologetic smile. “Sorry, I’ve had a bit too much tonight.”

Yin Qingyue’s expression remained unchanged, polite as ever. “Next time, then.”

Tang Jing nodded and walked away.

Watching the slender figure recede, Yin Qingyue chuckled softly before turning back to the reception desk.

Outside, Tang Jing couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret. She refreshed the system several times, hoping for a change in the side quests, but found nothing. In the end, she had no choice but to decline the invitation.

After all, that was her senior rejecting her senior’s invitation meant she probably wouldn’t sleep a wink tonight.

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