After everyone finished their drinks, they returned to the KTV on the second basement floor of the villa, singing off-key while drinking. They were having a great time.
"In that case, Old Jin, Old Xue, don't head back. There's a place to stay here. Drink to your heart's content," Wan Yunting suggested to Jin Xiuwen, He Chengping, and their group of brothers, holding a bottle of red wine. It was a rare occasion for such merriment.
"Sure, no problem. Come on..."
Jin Xiuwen's face was flushed red, the alcohol already taking hold. He held a bottle of red wine and clinked glasses with Wan Yunting, He Chengping, Xue Jianchao, and Lin Yanan's husband, Qin Yuan.
Seated on the other side were naturally Fang Yanxi and Lin Yanan, Huang Yuqing and Jiang Peipei, along with Dai Qiuyue, Sun Miaomiao, and Zheng Lanmeng. Younger sister Ouyang Fanmeng, along with Second Brother and Sister-in-law, Zhang Xian'er and Duan Yingying had already gone upstairs to rest. The main reason was that Fang Yanxi and the others weren't yet familiar with each other and couldn't quite find common ground.
However, Zhang Xian'er was watching television in the living room upstairs. Zhong Hongmei walked up and looked at her, asking intentionally, "Not sleeping yet?"
Disturbed from her engrossed viewing, Zhang Xian'er turned her head, glanced at Zhong Hongmei, didn't respond, and continued watching TV.
Seeing this, Zhong Hongmei didn't disturb her further and continued upstairs to check on security. Ruan Yanxin followed behind, glancing at Zhang Xian'er, who was absorbed in television in the living room, and quietly asked Zhong Hongmei, "Sister Hongmei, is she really a martial arts expert?"
Zhong Hongmei nodded. Although she hadn't witnessed it, from the first moment she saw Zhang Xian'er, her intuition told her that this woman was definitely a martial arts powerhouse!
Downstairs in the KTV, Wan Yunting, Fang Yanxi, and the others continued their revelry until two in the morning. Jin Xiuwen, He Chengping, and Xue Jianchao were all completely drunk. Qin Yuan was also flushed red, and even Wan Yunting was feeling a bit tipsy. He had never drunk so much before.
"Alright, alright, let's call it a night. Everyone take your respective men back to the guest rooms to rest."
Fang Yanxi stood up. She had also drunk quite a bit, her pretty face flushed red like a charming peach blossom. She swayed as she got up. Wan Yunting immediately went over and put his arm around her waist. Fang Yanxi turned and saw it was him, smiling, "It's fine."
Wan Yunting gently brushed a strand of her hair from her forehead and asked with a smile, "Are you sure you haven't drunk too much?"
"Mm-hmm."
Fang Yanxi pushed him away and pointed at Jiang Peipei, who had already passed out. "Yuqing can't carry Peipei. Hurry and take her to rest. I'll take care of the others."
"Okay."
Wan Yunting nodded and went to check on Huang Yuqing, who was also groggily intoxicated. "Yuqing, are you alright?"
Huang Yuqing looked up, her eyes hazy, and nodded, swaying as she stood up. "Old Wan, you, you carry Peipei. I really can't move her..."
"Okay, I'll do it..."
Seeing Jiang Peipei completely passed out, Wan Yunting went up and put his arm around her firm and soft waist. Instantly, her head leaned against his shoulder, her face towards Wan Yunting's neck, and her slender arms wrapped around his neck. She mumbled indistinctly, "Wan Yunting... I hate you so much..."
Hearing this, Wan Yunting's expression froze. He stiffened for a moment. Fortunately, the girl's mumbling was very quiet and spoken right by his ear, so the people around him couldn't hear anything.
"Are you okay?"
Fang Yanxi, who was behind him, turned and asked. Wan Yunting finally came to his senses. With one hand around Jiang Peipei's waist and the other supporting Huang Yuqing, he turned and said with a somewhat unnatural expression, "It's fine. You go take care of the others first..."
Fang Yanxi nodded and went to help Zheng Lanmeng and Sun Miaomiao out, arranging rooms for them to sleep.
Fortunately, the villa was large, and there were plenty of rooms. However, Qin Yuan and Lin Yanan, the couple, did not stay. They called their butler to drive them home.
"Come on, Yuqing, slowly..."
Wan Yunting, with one arm around Huang Yuqing's waist and the other around the completely drunk Jiang Peipei, ascended to the first basement floor and entered an empty guest room next to Duan Yingying's.
It had been decided earlier for everyone to stay overnight, so Wan Yunting had asked Huang Guilan to tidy up the rooms and prepare pillows and bedding. He helped them into the room, and the three of them immediately collapsed onto the bed. Wan Yunting let go of Huang Yuqing, who rolled over and also fell into a deep sleep.
Wan Yunting also withdrew his right hand. He looked at Jiang Peipei, whose cheeks were flushed red and her hair messy. Recalling her drunken words from earlier, he knew that his refusal last time had made Peipei feel bad, which was why she resented him so much.
Wan Yunting gently tidied the stray hair from Jiang Peipei's forehead. Looking at her handsome face, past memories flashed before his eyes, making him smile faintly. After a moment, he sighed slightly and got up to leave.
"Don't go..."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Peipei grabbed Wan Yunting's arm with both hands and pulled him, falling directly into his embrace.
"Wan Yunting, what are you doing?"
Just then, as if fate would have it, Duan Yingying appeared at the doorway and happened to witness this scene. Her eyes widened, and she called out in a low voice.
Wan Yunting quickly looked up, turned his head to see Duan Yingying at the doorway, and his expression turned stunned. He immediately scrambled up from Jiang Peipei, saying with an embarrassed face, "Nothing."
Duan Yingying, who had just entered, pointed at the unconscious Jiang Peipei and glared at Wan Yunting, "Taking advantage of her, and you say you're not doing anything? Wan Yunting, I never realized you were so lecherous, not even letting your female classmates off the hook. Scum, big scum."
Wan Yunting raised an eyebrow, displeased. "It's not what you think, I..."
"Stop making excuses, you scumbag. I think you deliberately got everyone drunk so you, this pervert, could take advantage of them!" Duan Yingying glared, convinced Wan Yunting was a scumbag.
"Hey, you little brat, are your butt itching? Do you need a spanking?"
Wan Yunting's eyes widened in anger. However, he realized his voice was too loud and was disturbing Huang Yuqing and Jiang Peipei. So, Wan Yunting grabbed Duan Yingying and pulled her out first, closing the door behind him.
"Let go of me, pervert..."
Duan Yingying fiercely shook off Wan Yunting's hand and snorted menacingly.
"Calling me a pervert one after another, do you really think I have no temper?" Wan Yunting said angrily.
Duan Yingying's almond eyes widened, and she fearlessly retorted to him, "You are a pervert, otherwise why would you make a move on your female classmates?"
Wan Yunting retorted, "She grabbed me and I fell..."
"Tsk, fell? Then why didn't you fall on the bed?" Duan Yingying sneered.
...Wan Yunting was choked by her words. He glared and pointed at Duan Yingying, "Are you drunk, or do you want a spanking? Believe it or not, I'll deal with you right now?"
"Bah, your butt is itching, not mine."
Duan Yingying saw that he was angry and immediately ran back to her room. She then turned back to deliberately provoke him, "Big pervert, scum, your persona has collapsed, hasn't it? Heh heh..."
"Hey, let's see how I deal with you, you stinky girl..."
Wan Yunting glared angrily, rolled up his sleeves, and quickly went after her. Frightened, Duan Yingying screamed and rushed to close the door. However, Wan Yunting's hand reached forward and held it open, then pushed hard, knocking Duan Yingying out. Seeing Wan Yunting's furious expression, she knew she had brought this upon herself. "Wan Yunting, what are you going to do?"
"What am I going to do...?"
Wan Yunting directly closed the room door and locked it. He glanced around and saw an ordinary Tai Chi sword on the table. He walked over, picked up the sword, unsheathed it, and placed the wooden scabbard on the table. Seeing him holding the scabbard, Duan Yingying instinctively covered her butt with both hands and shouted fearfully, "Wan Yunting, I was just joking. You can't hit me anymore..."
"It's too late to apologize now!"
Wan Yunting glared and roared. He grabbed Duan Yingying and tossed her onto the large bed. She screamed in fright, begging, "Wan Yunting, I was really just joking..."
"Face down!"
Wan Yunting glared, holding the scabbard, and sternly commanded her. Duan Yingying was frightened by his aggressive demeanor. Knowing that she had offended him by joking around, she was scared and could only obediently turn over and lie on the bed. Wearing a slip dress, her beautiful legs were on the floor. Wan Yunting glared and ordered, "Lift your butt!"
This made Duan Yingying angry. She turned her head, biting her red lips, and said, "Wan Yunting, you're going too far..."
Slap!
The next second, the scabbard in Wan Yunting's hand fell heavily on her butt. Duan Yingying cried out in pain and stood up, holding her butt and shrieking, "Wan Yunting, I'll fight you..."
"You stubborn girl, still want to fight me? Let me teach you a lesson about your temper..."
Seeing Duan Yingying lunging at him like a madwoman, Wan Yunting grabbed her tightly with both arms. He held the scabbard in his right hand and spanked her butt. The sounds of slapping echoed in the room, but the room's soundproofing was excellent, so no sound could be heard from outside.
"Ah, it hurts so much, Wan Yunting, let go of me..."
Duan Yingying felt a tingling pain in her butt, making her struggle and cry out, but Wan Yunting held her tightly with his left arm. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't break free. Wan Yunting continued to spank her butt with the scabbard in his right hand.
Of course, he didn't use too much force. He just wanted to teach Duan Yingying a lesson. After all, the girl dared to accuse him of having ill intentions towards Jiang Peipei and Huang Yuqing, calling him a perverted scumbag.
Such jokes couldn't be made lightly, so he had to teach her a harsh lesson. "Tell me, will you dare to do it again?"
Duan Yingying, enraged by his spanking, struggled and yelled, "Wan Yunting, you bastard, you'd better beat me to death. If you don't beat me to death, I'll tell your girlfriend Fang Yanxi about this..."
Hearing this, Wan Yunting's eyes widened. His blows became heavier. He spanked her butt fiercely, "Alright, you dare to threaten me? I must beat a pattern onto your butt today. Face down..."
"Ah..."
Duan Yingying screamed and was thrown onto the large bed. Wan Yunting sat on the bed, dropped the scabbard, pressed down on Duan Yingying's back, and lifted his left hand, slapping her butt hard.