"Qingxia, don't!"
"Qingxia, stop drinking!"
Qiao Xueyou and Jiang Xiuping were suddenly in a panic, quickly raising their voices to stop her.
But Qiao Qingxia was even faster.
With both hands holding the bowl, glug glug glug...
A bowl of soup was swiftly emptied, cleanly drunk by her.
Then she smacked her lips.
"Oh my! Qingxia, you, you, you, why did you really drink it?"
Jiang Xiuping's face changed color.
"If Lu Ping already said he doesn't like the soup and leaves it, it's a waste, so why can't I drink it?"
Qiao Qingxia said, somewhat resentfully.
"Because, because... because that soup is not good for children to drink!"
Jiang Xiuping stammered.
She couldn't very well say that she had put double the dosage of the medicine into the soup, could she?
"How am I a child? Where am I small?"
Qiao Qingxia was even more indignant, thrusting her chest out confidently.
She and Qiao Ziyan were twin sisters, and they had always shared a strong bond.
However, their parents always treated her sister as the adult, even giving her the position of CEO of the Qiao Family Corporation, while they continued to treat her as a little girl, which had always been a major grievance for her.
"It's nothing, it's been drunk, let's eat, let's eat."
"And, how about it, Mr. Lu if you're not drinking soup, let's you and I drink some alcohol."
Fearing that continuing the conversation would reveal the truth, Qiao Xueyou hastily poured a drink for Lu Ping.
"Humph, I'm not eating."
Qiao Qingxia got up angrily and went straight back to her room on the second floor.
"This child..."
Qiao Xueyou and his wife felt helpless, but the focus now was Lu Ping.
As long as they got Lu Ping drunk, they could still accomplish their goal tonight!
Though the soup had been spiked, the alcohol was genuine ten-year-old Moutai, and Lu Ping, no longer refusing, took up his cup and drank.
Although it was not as good as the illicit brew from the mountains, it was decent, and Lu Ping began to drink one cup after another.
Qiao Xueyou eagerly accompanied him, matching him cup for cup, but although he had intended to get Lu Ping drunk, how could his own tolerance compare to Lu Ping's?
After finishing a bottle of Moutai, Lu Ping was fine, but Qiao Xueyou collapsed face-first onto the table, completely inebriated.
Lu Ping had thought about not drinking anymore, but how could Jiang Xiuping allow it?
She immediately opened another bottle of ten-year-old Moutai, pulling Qiao Ziyan to join, and the mother and daughter continued drinking with Lu Ping.
Qiao Ziyan originally didn't want to drink, but Jiang Xiuping gave her a meaningful look, implying that for the Qiao Family Corporation to stave off bankruptcy, she had to drink whether she liked it or not.
After another bottle of Moutai was finished, Lu Ping was slightly tipsy, but Jiang Xiuping and Qiao Ziyan were thoroughly drunk!
Especially Qiao Ziyan, who naturally had a low tolerance for alcohol and had been forced by Jiang Xiuping to drink several glasses in succession, her pretty face now as red as an apple, her breath fragrant like orchids, her eyes seductively blurry.
"Mr. Lu, why not stay over at the house tonight?"
Seeing the moment was ripe, Jiang Xiuping hurriedly suggested.
"Fine."
Lu Ping didn't refuse, as he had nowhere else to stay.
"Ziyan, help Mr. Lu upstairs to rest."
Jiang Xiuping pulled Qiao Ziyan up, forcibly pushed the two upstairs, and then shoved both into Qiao Ziyan's bedroom before slamming the door shut.
"Hehe, now the Qiao Family Corporation... is saved."
Having achieved her goal, Jiang Xiuping returned to the first floor, giggling to herself, collapsing on the sofa.
...
In Qiao Ziyan's bedroom, it was pitch-black, the lights weren't turned on.
"Lu Ping... I warn you... don't think about taking advantage of me..."
Qiao Ziyan, not lightly inebriated, slurred her words, cautioning Lu Ping not to take advantage of her while staggering.
Lu Ping quickly extended his hand to steady her.
To be honest, in this scene, in Qiao Ziyan's bedroom, after Qiao Ziyan had become drunk, and with her parents evidently trying to match-make them... plus, considering what had transpired between them the previous night...
If Lu Ping were to take advantage of Qiao Ziyan again now, there would be no problems.
With Qiao Ziyan in her current state, she was utterly incapable of resisting.
Lu Ping's throat was quite dry.
It was undeniable that Qiao Ziyan's looks and figure were top-notch... the allure she naturally exuded was hard to resist.
Not to mention, a drunken woman naturally carries an extra dose of seduction.
But in the end, Lu Ping shook his head.
He had his principles.
Lu Ping's principle was that these matters had to be consensual.
So, withstanding the protest from his lower abdomen, he said, "Don't worry, I won't force you, I will go sleep in the guest room."
"No... I should go to the guest room instead... lest my parents scold me again..."
Qiao Ziyan, clinging to the last bit of her sobriety, forcefully pushed Lu Ping away, opened the bedroom door, closed it from the outside, and headed to the guest room.
In the darkness, Lu Ping fell onto Qiao Ziyan's big bed, half-drunk after consuming a bottle and a half of Moutai. He felt overwhelmingly sleepy, and coupled with the faint scent of a woman emanating from the bedsheets, he soon fell into a heavy slumber.
Time passed, but for how long, he did not know.
In the darkness, the door clicked softly and was gently pushed open.
A delicate figure tiptoed inside, carefully closing the door behind her.
Then, with a whoosh, the figure slipped under the covers.
Her breathing was hurried, as if she was forcibly holding back something. Once under the covers, she immediately wrapped her arms around Lu Ping from behind, pressing her body close to his.
Soft whimpers filled Lu Ping's ears, accompanied by the sweet fragrance of a maiden.
Lu Ping slept in a daze...
In a half-awake state, he felt like he was dreaming.
In the dream, Qiao Ziyan had at some point clung tightly to him from behind, burning up, soft, slippery...
Whispers filled with endless seduction echoed in his ears.
As the voice continued, a pair of soft hands like creamy jade reached out to him.
Could it be, he was dreaming of last night?
If it was a dream, then why not indulge in wild abandon?
Lu Ping suddenly turned around, grabbing hold with a fierce embrace, and with the force of a tiger pouncing on its prey, he pressed down...