Chapter 43 Is it so hard to ask me?

Unfortunately, the last person Lin Zhiyi ever wanted to ask for help was Gong Chen.

She withdrew her gaze, looked at the white liquor in front of her, and downed it in one go.

The teacup that Gong Chen had brought to his lips suddenly stopped, and his stern figure radiated a chilling aura.

However, the three men in front of Lin Zhiyi failed to notice the awkward atmosphere and continued to laugh and joke.

"Junior sister sure can hold her liquor, come on, have another drink with me."

"You drank theirs, you must drink mine too! Otherwise, it means you don't give me face!"

Just like that, Lin Zhiyi was forced to gulp down three large cups of alcohol.

Her throat was so spicy that she couldn't even speak, and her hands were too weak to clench into fists.

Her cheeks were flushed, her already stunning face now resembling ripe cherries, shining enticingly and making the surrounding men's eyes gleam like hungry wolves.