Fall in Love After the Flash Marriage

"There's a 90 per cent chance that it's drugged in 10 or 9 because you will drink it all except 10 and 9. There is 90 per cent the drug is inside 10 because Victoria 's drinking capacity is good and the drug is slow to show effect, number nine she only had two glasses, the most likely possibility is that the drug is inside number ten."

Jenny's gaze sweeps over the empty number ten on the wine table.

Two minutes ago, George promise her that if she could prove that Victoria wasn't drunk, it does, then he would count this match as his loss, and the promise would be fulfilling.

George frowns towards the bartender, "Check the composition of the residual alcohol in all the glasses in number ten."

Jenny holds Victoria in her arms and sits on the sofa, and there are a group of people who are waiting for the bartender to do the composition analysis.

Five minutes later, the bartender who has a head of red hair busily runs over and tries to whisper to George.

"Say what you have to say," George pushes him and says.

"Number ten...number ten drink...it's...drugged...there's two of them..."

George's face changes instantly.

Jenny raises her eyebrows at him and says, "In that case, this match is considering that we win, please keep your word, we'll leave first..."

Jenny holds Victoria with one hand and the two bags, on the other hand, she is trying to move towards the bar entrance.

"Wait..."George's voice sounds behind her.

Jenny asks, "Is there anything else?"

"The wines are pre-mixed, and you say I don't drink nines and tens, but my people didn't know which ones I'd be drinking before deciding on the numbers. Isn't it?"

George is sitting on the sofa, his hand on the table knocking gently, as if it is a reminder bell, ringing Jenny's heart.

The audience is in an uproar.

George's eyes are teasing and sizing up this smart-aleck woman. It's not unfeasible to play a trick in front of him, just think a little bit more thoughtfully, he understands his people, it can't be his people do it. Originally, for the sake of Luke' face, she could not be embarrassed, but it was just that this woman beside her is too annoying to him, so this matter could not be left like this.

He would like to see what other explanation she has.

Jenny helps Victoria turns around slowly, she is entrusting a hand to the bar boy beside her, then she wipes the sweat from her head and raises her arm to point at the big wheel. "You say a number,"

George looks stunned.

Someone at the bar is trying to block Jenny, but she is very nimble and dodge the people who want to block her, and she stands in front of the turntable, she reaches behind the turntable to move something, she smiles and says, "Just fifteen."

With that, the turntable turned in her hand. When it stops, the needle underneath is pointing at fifteen. The black magnet from Jenny's slim fingers fall on the table, "May I know is there anything else I need to explain?"

George looks towards the referee in charge of the spinning wheel and said coldly, "You may leave."

"Thank you."

After the two women left, the referee, who is dressed in black falls his knees in front of George, "We...we...we also want you to drink less, that's why I set a nine, but I didn't drug it."

"Really?"

George snorts, "Then should I have to thank you?"

"No... no... please spare me."

"Get lost."

George glances at him and says, once he sees this face, he will remember the scene just now, this is the first time he has lost so humiliatingly.

Regardless of whether or not the drug is set up by his people, the turntable was tampered with by his people, even if it wasn't, then, in the end, it would turn out that the drug is set up by his people. Bunch of idiots. After dealing with the bar, he takes his cell phone into the soundproof compartment and makes a call to Luke.

As soon as the call is connected, the dejected look just between his eyebrows disappear.

"Luke, the one in your family and I may have a bit of a falling out today, do you want to consider buying me a drink and giving me the justice,"

"Have you messed with her?"

"She's the one who brings her friends to mess with me, okay? Do you want to be so protective?"

"I told you, don't mess with her."

"Hey, Luke, do you understand my language? It wasn't me who started it, it was her who came to my bar and brought her friends to make trouble, and she even put drugs in my drink, accusing me of doing it, she humiliates me."

The other end of the phone is silent for a while, seemingly wondering what George meant in those words.

A long while later, a sentence sounds from the phone, "From your words, you deserve it."

"Be reasonable...there's no justice..."

"I've got things to do, I'll hang up."

"What could you possibly have to do, you..."

The words are not finished, Luke has hanged up. George stares at the phone interface back to the home screen, and he feels so angry.

The guy who sells his friend for the sake of a girl.

On the other hand, someone just hang up the phone and called his "wife".

Jenny is still in the taxi; she is shocked because of the phone ringing. This taxi driver has been wandered in the bar street, which makes her heart uneasy, she begins to regret just too realistic, Victoria drinks the enhanced alcoholic beverage which contains the drug.

Now that she is busy answering the phone, the driver's eyes inside the rearview mirror seem to have changed.

"Hey... you... I..."

"What's wrong with you?"

It was Luke's voice on the phone, and he hears the panic in her tone.

"It's okay...I'm in a taxi, I'm heading back to my apartment, are you home?"

"Something wrong with the driver?"

Jenny nods and answered yes, and she is panicking.

A cold male voice sounds inside the phone.

"Start with my next sentence, follow my words and talk to me until you get home, and I'll ask Chen to meet you in front of the apartment." "Okay."

"I had arrived home and brought you a midnight snack."

"You're home?" Jenny follows his words with a retort.

The driver's demeanour changes significantly.

"No more supper, I'm losing weight."

"You're not fat, I told my brother to wait for you downstairs, the license plate number is the picture you sent to me just now, right?"

"Well, the orange taxi, the car plate number just sent to you, remember let your brother takes a look, this is the first time I meet your brother, you also don't inform me earlier, I reek of alcohol."

Not knowing where the story comes from, Jenny feels like she knows what she's babbling about. Anyway, it was just by acting.

The driver gradually drives down the main road, the streetlights flashing on and off to calm her down.

The only sound that can be heard in the car was the sound of she is chatting with Luke as if they are a young couple who has just fallen in love and preparing to meet each other's relatives. This moment, a heart that has been deliberately frozen for a long time suddenly trembled. 0000