After five glasses of alcohol, Zhu Moli felt somewhat dizzy and groggy. The strong liquor had completely numbed her stomach, making her unable to feel the stomachache. She was very nauseous, wanted to vomit, but she knew she couldn't throw up now; she didn't want those drinks to be in vain.
She burped and said to Brother Ahn, "Brother Ahn, I've finished all the drinks! I'm taking the money!"
Holding the money, she stood up wanting to leave, but Brother Ahn grabbed her hand, smiled, and said, "No rush! The money hasn't even warmed in your hand yet, why hurry?"
As he spoke, he winked at the other men, who understandingly pulled the women beside them to stand up and head out, "Come on, let's go drink somewhere else!"
Seeing everyone leave, Zhu Moli wanted to follow, but Brother Ahn pulled her back, making her fall onto his lap, "Lily, why are you in such a hurry!"
"I've finished drinking, Brother Ahn, my head is very dizzy, I need to rest for a bit!"
