Book Transmigration: Happy Ending With The Villain

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Upon hearing ‘Big Brother Song’ Song Wei smiled until his eyes turned into crescents. Calling him that almost made Su Muxue unable to hold back the churning in her stomach.

After seeing Song Wei drink the glass of wine with their own eyes, Su Muxue and the woman exchanged a tacit look and waited.

She believed that Song Wei would not have the energy to persuade her to drink after a while.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, Song Wei was holding his head and was not fully awake.

“Eh brother? What’s wrong?”

Song Yu-er opened her eyes and happened to see this scene. She instantly sobered up.

Was her brother so useless?

“Maybe he’s drunk.” Su Muxue said lightly.

“That can’t be.” Song Yu-er had seen Song Wei’s alcohol tolerance before. He was very good at drinking!

But after waiting for a long time, Song Wei didn’t have any reaction. Song Yu-er was not having it. This time the both of them had this trap set up just for Su Muxue. She didn’t expect that her brother would get drunk. In the end, she still had to do it herself anyway!

Song Yu-er raised the bottle and continued to persuade her. “Muxue, look, my brother drank too much. Let’s just go back after another drink.”

Su Muxue looked at the bottle she was holding and smiled. “Sure.”

After Su Muxue drank a cup, Song Yu-er also finished the cup. She pushed Song Wei. “Brother wake up, get someone to send us back!”

“I’m afraid he won’t be able to wake up.”

After Su Muxue finished speaking, Song Yu-er pushed Song Wei several more times until he was lying on the sofa.

“Is he… drunk?”

Song Wei’s sidekick “happened” to return and saw Song Wei sleeping soundly. He hurriedly said, “I’ll get someone to send you guys back.”

Song Yu-er was also drowsy at this moment. She heard this and replied mumbling, “Yes, send us back!”

Su Muxue looked up at Song Wei’s sidekick. After making sure that she had memorized his face, she closed her eyes slightly and said with a smile, “Young Master Song is such a big customer and the nightclub doesn’t even have the services to send him home? You still need to call for help?”

The sidekick was not smart and did not know how to reply.

He had been informed by Song Wei, but still, he had no idea what their complete plan was!

It was unexpected that these two masterminds had actually fallen asleep!

“Just let me send Young Master Song off.”

The woman from before came back and took over Song Wei just right.

The sidekick widened his eyes. Although he was unsure, Song Wei’s original plan was definitely not like this!

Su Muxue looked up and smiled. “Pretty Sister.”

She sat opposite Song Wei and saw that the woman had added something into the cup early on. She was merely helping to exacerbate it.

“Hey, you can’t…”

His sidekick wanted to chase after that woman, but he couldn’t let go of the two drunkards here. He was somewhat regretful. If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have let Xu Jiao and the other two leave. He didn’t expect Song Wei to ever have a slip-up!

“You…” Su Muxue struggled to get up and wanted to say that she would take a taxi back on her own, but she was interrupted again.

“I’ll send her back.”

The young man’s face could not be seen clearly under the dim light, but he held Su Muxue’s body which was about to slide off with precision.

His thin lips pursed slightly and he gave off a firm and reliable aura.

“Who are you?” The follower frowned. He’d never seen Yan Zhao before.

Su Muxue smiled. “He’s here to pick me up.”

His sidekick was about to say something when Su Muxue looked at Song Yu-er who had fallen asleep and then looked at him with a meaningful gaze. “We’ll trouble you to send her back.”

The end of her voice trailed high. It was obvious she was hinting at something.

However, the sidekicks were the ones who made the final decision. She couldn’t force them to do anything. She patted the back of Yan Zhao’s hand, seeing this, Yan Zhao helped her out.

As the evening breeze blew, Su Muxue’s shallow drunkenness dissipated even more.

But she was still walking crookedly, it was unsure whether it was intentional or not.

There was a taxi at the entrance of the nightclub. This was the first time that there was no personal car to pick her up since she had transmigrated.

Su Muxue said hesitantly, “It’s more convenient to have a car of your own.”