"This kid probably has no idea what living life in a drunken stupor is like, huh?"
"Haha, if he doesn't finish fifty glasses, the challenger will have to pay for all one hundred glasses of alcohol!"
"That's got to be two or three hundred thousand, hehe!"
"The key thing is, Xie Chen only made it to forty-five glasses last time. He's considered super tough, you know. This kid is doomed to lose face and money today, and he might even lose a girlfriend. Hahaha, Xie Chen's girl got stolen, and it feels pretty satisfying to the public!"
"Hehe, you forgot about the bet they're about to raise! I'm really looking forward to it!"
Suddenly, Xie Chen burst into loud laughter for a good ten seconds before he turned to Zhang Fan, "Kid, you've got guts, daring to bring up the bet. How about this, whoever loses stays away from Wang Xiaoqin for the rest of his life, deal?"
Zhang Fan smiled and then nodded: "Deal!"
Meanwhile, Wang Xiaoqin's face was about to split with laughter.
