"Miss Chen, we've been waiting for you for ages!
I haven't managed to get you to see me for seven whole days! Why don't you come keep us company first?"
His face flushed red, Ye Xiangyong muttered as he staggered forward, looking as though he might fall at any moment. Still, he pulled himself together, hurried after Chen Xiyuan, and clamped a hand tightly around her.
Yang Xiao and the others were equally drunk. Seeing what Ye Xiangyong was doing, they crowded forward and seized the other girls in tight embraces, refusing to let go.
"Oh my, Young Master Ye, what's gotten into you?
Have you had too much to drink?
I have important guests waiting for me. Please let go and let me leave!"
Chen Xiyuan deliberately put on a terrified expression and cried out at the top of her lungs, struggling desperately to escape Ye Xiangyong's iron-vise grip.
Song Bin and his companions had been quietly watching from nearby. At the sight, their hearts clenched, as though someone had suddenly snatched away their most cherished treasures.
With the alcohol in their bodies stirring up trouble, their anger grew increasingly impossible to contain, until fury blazed three feet high in every one of them.
"Hmph, I'm not drunk. You're going to serve us properly today! I've been thinking about you day and night for seven whole days. Come on, let's go drinking!"
Ye Xiangyong made his intentions plain. Without another word, he held Chen Xiyuan's hand tightly and headed straight toward the private room.
Meanwhile, Yang Xiao and the others followed close behind, utterly disregarding the desperate resistance of Chen Xiyuan and her companions.
Some simply scooped the girls up in their arms and strode toward the private room.
"Oh, honored guests, please show some mercy and let