That night, everyone was quite resentful. The main problem was Chen Gu; he was such a killjoy. So many girls came up to chat, but he'd coldly dismiss them in just a few words. A bunch of vigorous young men, in the prime of their lives, just sitting in a nightclub drinking.
What's so good about this crappy drink? Isn't every bottle in my cellar better than what they have here?
By the time it dragged past ten o'clock, with Chen Gu there, everyone realized there really was no chance. So, they egged each other on and pushed Qiao Shuangyi forward. You stirred up this mess, you fix it!
Qiao Shuangyi approached with a forced smile. "Brother Chen, you look tired. Why don't you go back and rest?"
Chen Gu stood up. "Sure, I'll head back."
"Great, great, I'll arrange the car for you. We'll finish the rest of this booze."
Chen Gu had long seen through his little scheme and revealed a smile. I told you guys you'd have a better time if I didn't come, but you just wouldn't listen.
