The doctor carefully conducted a comprehensive examination of Yan Mei and confirmed that she had no major issues. He even went so far as to call Yan Mei a miracle. Considering the severity of Yan Mei's injuries, it would be considered a miracle for anyone else to wake up without any lingering effects. Some might face difficulties in walking, speaking, or memory loss. However, Yan Mei had no such aftereffects, making her a miracle. Of course, creating a miracle was not something everyone could do, and half the credit belonged to Xiao Zihan.

After being discharged, Yan Mei celebrated extravagantly in her own hotel, "Star Source." Everyone who should be there came, including Xiao Zihan's student Cao Meng. This guy looked more robust than before; just by rolling up the sleeves of his sweater, a glimpse of his arm revealed significant changes. His once dark face now bore less immaturity but carried a more intimidating fierceness, giving off an aura that made him seem difficult to provoke. It could be imagined how much Devil's training had transformed him.

Thinking about the school, Xiao Zihan couldn't help but remember Director Zhang. He had let him down this time, and he didn't know what kind of situation he would face after being caught by him. In any case, he couldn't avoid a good scolding.

Thinking about it, Xiao Zihan felt a bit weak in his heart, starting to pray fervently that Director Zhang wouldn't find him. At the same time, his eyes drifted towards two people who were aware of the situation and could potentially encounter Director Zhang - Dong Qing and Zhang Yeyu.

The two were sitting at a table filled with female companions, and all of them were beautiful women (except for Yan Mei's mother, Duan Jiaojiao). The air was filled with sweet voices and charming sounds, creating a pleasant atmosphere.

Xiao Zihan was about to go and inform the two when he thought twice. It wasn't suitable to share potentially awkward information at the moment, so he abandoned that idea.

Standing up and raising his glass, he loudly said, "Come, let's have a drink to celebrate Mei Er's recovery."

Everyone raised their glasses at his words, smiling. Only Lin Jianghu seemed to be lost in thought, wearing a troubled expression. Seeing this, Yan Tiannong couldn't help but ask, "Jianghu, what's wrong with you?"

Before Lin Jianghu could respond, a clear laughter came from the table across. Xiaohu looked at Lin Jianghu with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes and said, "Lin kid, I've been laughing since I heard your name. Who names themselves 'Jianghu'? If you say you can't drink today, it'll be even more amusing. What's the point of venturing into the rivers and lakes if you can't drink, right, Lin kid?"

"Yeah, Sister He is right. Lin, my little brother, show some courage. Close your eyes, and everything will go into your stomach," Guang followed Xiaohu's words.

Lin Jianghu hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and laughed, "I'm in."

"That's more like it." "Good, straightforward."

Everyone raised their glasses, clinking them together and then downing their drinks. It felt exhilarating. Just as they were about to have a second round, they heard a "thud." Lin Jianghu had actually fallen asleep on the dining table.

Looking at each other, everyone burst into laughter. What kind of drinking capacity was this? Falling after just one glass was quite unexpected.

Alcohol could boost spirits, and once they started drinking, it was hard to stop. After one glass following another into their stomachs, Xiao Zihan always felt like he had forgotten something important. Just as he was about to think carefully, Guang interrupted with a glass of wine. Holding the glass, Guang raised his thumb, saying, "Salute to Brother Han. I admire you from the bottom of my heart. I toast you, hoping that Brother Han will never forget me, your brother."

Xiao Zihan patted Guang on the shoulder, laughed heartily, and then frowned, shaking his head, "Guang, what nonsense are you talking about? In this lifetime, in this brotherhood, none of you will be forgotten by Xiao Zihan. Come, everyone, fill up your glasses and let's drink."

The atmosphere became solemn as everyone raised their glasses. Xiao Zihan was about to put down his glass when Qiao San immediately pointed at him and said with a grin, "Brother Han, how did we forget about Sister He?"

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Xiao Zihan was startled, realizing that he had forgotten about Xiao He due to his unsettled emotions. Lin Jianghu should have served as a warning, but the complete recovery of Yan Mei's health had brought him immense joy, causing him to overlook Xiao He's aversion to alcohol.

His thoughts whirled, and his eyes turned to Xiao He at the table opposite. Xiao He was chatting and laughing with Duan Jiaojiao, looking completely unfazed.

Xiao Zihan sighed in relief, but rather than trying to cover up his negligence, he decided to prevent any potential accidents. He stood up, gestured an apology to everyone, and walked over.

For the old cadres of Xiaofei Hall, they naturally knew what Xiao Zihan was up to. However, including others like Xing Ao, everyone else, including those like Xing Ao, wore expressions of confusion, not understanding why Xiao Zihan, who was drinking happily, suddenly abandoned his cup.

Xiao Zihan had never mentioned anything about Xiaohu to anyone, not even Yan Mei. Now, seeing Xiao Zihan approaching suddenly, Yan Mei couldn't help but smile charmingly. Between her flowing eyes, a captivating and elegant charm emerged, making Xiao Zihan momentarily stunned. He felt that Mei Er now, compared to before, was slightly different, as if she had lost some of her seductive allure but gained more understated fragrance. Combined, it made her even more perfect.

Yan Mei's unexpected smile almost made Xiao Zihan forget about Xiaohu's matter. After deeply looking at Yan Mei, he shifted his attention to Xiaohu. Upon closer inspection, he felt that something was amiss. Although Xiaohu seemed calm, a faint hint of madness appeared in her beautiful eyes.

At this moment, Xiaohu suddenly gave a sly smile to Yan Mei, who was sitting next to her, and provocatively said, "Sister Mei, you're so beautiful, I like it." After speaking, her moist and tender lips suddenly pressed towards Yan Mei's alluring red lips. The speed was so fast that even Xiao Zihan couldn't stop it in time.

Seeing Xiaohu disregarding the presence of so many people and attempting to kiss her, Yan Mei's complexion instantly changed. In a panic, she turned her head to avoid Xiaohu's surprising move.

However, she was a step too late. Although her red lips avoided Xiaohu's attack, her smooth and creamy cheek wasn't as fortunate. It received a heavy kiss from Xiaohu, and of course, the unique sound was inevitable.

Xiaohu, feeling dissatisfied that she missed the target center, pouted, launching a second attack. At the same time, the wicked smile on her face deepened, resembling a female rogue. But if all female rogues looked as beautiful as Xiaohu, with such a tempting figure, then being kissed by her might not be a bad thing. After all, in matters between men and women, women were always the disadvantaged ones.

"Oh my, is Sister He crazy? If she's going to perform, does it have to be this exciting? I can't handle it," Xing Ao exclaimed, slapping his forehead and sighing.

"Shut up," Xiao Zihan shouted towards this side. At the same time, he covered Xiaohu's red cheek with his hands, blocking Xiaohu.

But at this moment, Xiaohu, with her eyes only on the stunning Yan Mei, didn't recognize who Xiao Zihan was. Twisting her white neck, she didn't move her cheek at all. Angrily scolding, she threw a punch, landing directly in Xiao Zihan's abdomen.

Xiao Zihan's abdominal wound had not fully healed, and now it suffered another heavy blow, causing it to split open again. He grimaced in pain, holding the wound, and stepped back several steps. While scolding Xiaohu in his mind, he couldn't help but wonder if he had some bad luck recently. Why did Xiaohu always seem to hit exactly where it hurt?

Qiao San, Guang, Smile Zhang, and Fatty Qi, who were aware of the situation, immediately rushed over without thinking. The four of them surrounded Xiaohu, each standing in a position to firmly contain her. However, Xiaohu was not that easy to be restrained. She started throwing punches and kicks, and in the blink of an eye, Guang took a punch and a kick, making him grimace in pain. Fortunately, Xiaohu's strength seemed to diminish after being drunk, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to bear it.

Never before had Zhang Yeyu, the purest among them, witnessed a woman getting so drunk. Her delicate face turned pale, tightly clinging to her companion Dong Qing. Dong Qing, too, was taken aback, unable to believe that just a moment ago, they were chatting and laughing with Xiao He.

Yan Mei was even more astonished. She had spent the longest time with Xiao He, yet she had no idea about this bad habit of hers. Clearly, Xiaozihan knew, and he hadn't informed her earlier. It was truly unforgivable.

Glancing towards Xiao Zihan, she saw him clutching his stomach, wearing a pained expression. It was evident that Xiao He's blow had hurt him considerably. Despite being irritated that he hadn't informed her about Xiao He's situation, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Walking over leisurely, she first scolded Xiao Zihan with a displeased look, then gently asked, 'Did Xiao He hit your wound? Is it very painful?'

Xiao Zihan raised his thick black eyebrows, gritted his teeth, and replied, 'This girl, always chooses the right spots. Watch how I deal with her tonight.'

Yan Mei's phoenix-like eyes glared at Xiao Zihan, saying, 'Always blaming others. Xiao He can't handle alcohol, and as someone who knew, why didn't you try to stop her? Watching her drink cup after cup without saying a word, now that this situation has occurred, I think you should bear half of the responsibility.'

Seeing Yan Mei's accusatory expression, Xiao Zihan awkwardly smiled and said, 'I was too preoccupied celebrating for you, Meier. I momentarily forgot about Xiao He's situation. Hehe, it's understandable, understandable. Meier, you're not blaming me, are you? Blaming me for not telling you beforehand...'

'Go on, who cares about that kind of thing. Go check on Xiao He quickly. Ah Guang and the others are having a hard time.' Yan Mei spat.

After Xiao He's disturbance, everyone lost their celebratory mood. During this period, the hotel manager, Fang Zhuoyue, and Feng Xingwen also came in for a visit. There was no choice; Xiao He's actions were so loud that, as managers responsible for entertaining everyone, they had to come and check. When the two saw Xiao He, a female, causing such a commotion that it took four big men to restrain her, they were dumbfounded. Subsequently, they developed a fear of Xiao He. Wherever Xiao He went, the two of them became more obedient and easier to manage than even Yan Mei.

That night, after Xiao He had a good sleep, she was completely unaware of what had happened, just like the time she 'raped' Xiao Zihan, again claiming not to remember. This infuriated Xiao Zihan, but revenge couldn't be avoided. Now with Yan Mei stepping forward as a witness, Xiao He couldn't defend herself. With a wave of his big hand, Xiao Zihan delivered a good beating to Xiao He.

However, it was strange how the beating was done. In Yan Mei's eyes, as a bystander, it seemed more like caressing. Because not only did Xiao He not cry out in pain, but she also became increasingly short of breath, moaning incessantly. There were no palm prints on her snow-white buttocks; instead, her smooth and tender body turned rosy, radiant, and enchanting. Gradually, everything became distorted.

The wind whistled, and the waters turned cold; Xiao He had generously sacrificed herself. But what protested Yan Mei was, how did she not manage to escape unscathed?