"Mu Jiawen, you're not pretending to have forgotten, are you?"
Wang Xiaole couldn't believe she didn't have any impression at all.
Who forgets things to that extent, especially since she remembered very clearly, she hadn't drunk much that night, just three glasses, at most three glasses of white wine.
Could that really get someone so drunk they blackout?
Then her alcohol tolerance must be terrible.
She clearly remembered, before drinking, when asked, she'd said her tolerance was okay.
Three glasses of low-alcohol white wine, and that's supposed to be okay?
She felt that Mu Jiawen either truly had a poor alcohol tolerance, or she was deliberately messing with her.
Xu Yan said it was the former, and she tended to agree, after all, they understood this girl's character, sneaky maneuvers and backstabbing weren't her style at all.
"Xu Yan can testify for me, you were the one who spiked my wine with white vinegar."