Chapter 94 - Just Who Was Tormenting Whom? (2) (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Xu Shuai leaned closer to hear what Wu Er had to say. Apparently, upon arrival, Gu Yu had gone into the private room and ordered a lot of alcohol. He had then forbidden anyone from entering to interrupt him!

Some servers heard smashing sounds from the room, and when they had knocked on the door, they were greeted with the noise of a wine glass crashing against the same door. Nobody dared to knock again after that.

Gu Yu had locked himself inside the private room for more than two hours, and the servers were worried that something bad would happen. They were clueless about how to handle the situation, and hence, they decided to raise the issue directly to Xu Shuai.

Xu Shuai furrowed his brows, and without a second thought, he strode towards the private room. On his way there, beautiful women greeted him one after the other; he took no notice of any of them.

When he finally reached the door of the private room that Gu Yu was in, he took the keys from Wu Er and opened the door without hesitation. He took two steps forward and was met with a wine bottle that was being flung in his direction.

Fortunately, Xu Shuai’s reflexes were fast enough, and he dodged in time for the bottle to miss him. In an instant, the wine bottle was smashed against the wall as it broke into smithereens, becoming shards of broken glass that were strewn across the floor.

Xu Shuai glanced at the mess and turned to look at Gu Yu, who had collapsed on the couch. Xu Shuai massaged his temples in consternation. What on earth had gotten into Gu Yu? Why was he making such a huge mess and smashing things?

He took a deep breath, wanting to calm himself down. Instead, he felt the stench of alcohol from the room hitting his nose hard. He looked at the side table beside Gu Yu and found a mess consisting of empty bottles. How much exactly did he drink?

Xu Shuai felt his chest tighten and his head throb. He strode forwards and stood in front of Gu Yu, staring at him. With the tip of his shoe, he nudged Gu Yu’s leg, and asked without any semblance of tact, “Is this because of Xu Weilai again?”

Although the words were those of a question, his tone resembled that of a firm statement.