A spoiled brat at max level transmigrates into the male lead's vicious ex-girlfriend.

Meng Mian, however, was not disappointed.

Today was mainly about helping Li Xiwei relax.

but.

"I can drink, but I can't hold my liquor. What if I get drunk?"

In the original owner's memories, the original owner was just bad at drinking.

He can get drunk after drinking very little alcohol.

Fortunately, the original owner didn't have any memories of getting drunk, so even if he was drunk, it shouldn't be a big deal.

"I can drink quite a bit. If you get really drunk, I'll take you home," Li Xiwei said without hesitation. "Besides, we'll just order two low-alcohol cocktails; you won't get drunk."

"Okay." Meng Mian had no objections.

Even if she's drunk, Li Xiwei will take her home.

Li Xiwei said she can drink quite a lot, so she probably really can.

Then the two of them actually ordered two cocktails.

One cup per person.

They didn't even finish it in one go.

When you get thirsty while singing, take a sip of water.

But soon, the glass was empty.

Meng Mian didn't seem to notice anything at first, and was still full of energy. She would either stand on the sofa and excitedly shout and sing along with Li Xiwei, or stand on the coffee table and excitedly shout and sing along with Li Xiwei.

But after finishing the glass, her head started to feel dizzy.

In the end, they couldn't stand up and collapsed onto the sofa.

Then, hugging a pillow, she closed her eyes.

Li Xiwei was startled, thinking something had happened.

After a closer look, it was discovered that he had simply fallen asleep while drunk.

Li Xiwei was both amused and exasperated: "You call this a low alcohol tolerance? You clearly have a very low alcohol tolerance! Mianmian, wake up! Wake up!"

"I'm not waking up." Meng Mian didn't even open her eyes, just let out a soft hum.

It's like she's being affectionate with a kitten.

Li Xiwei was so cute it almost killed me.

"Are you this cute even when you're drunk?" Li Xiwei's eyes lit up unusually. "No, you're cute even when you're sober. But how am I supposed to take you home if you don't wake up?"

As she said this, Li Xiwei tried to see if she could help Meng Mian up.

Although Meng Mian was very light, she was still a girl and had been pampered since childhood, so helping her out to get into the car was quite a struggle.

Or, how about we call a KTV server to help us up?

at the same time.

Yuejing Mountain Residence, a villa.

Usually around 9 PM, the maid would remind Meng Mian to take a shower.

But it's already past nine o'clock tonight, and Meng Mian still hasn't returned.

The two maids exchanged a glance and decided to go and inform their husband, who was in the study.

In the study, Ji Silin frowned: "She's not back yet?"

He came to the study after dinner, thinking she had already returned.

"Yes, that's why I came to tell you," both aunties said.

"Okay, I understand. You can go out now."

As Ji Silin said this, he had already picked up his phone and was calling Meng Mian.

Li Xiwei had just reached the door of the private room and hadn't even had time to call the waiter for help when she heard Meng Mian's phone ring.

She hurriedly turned back to see who was calling Meng Mian.

Seeing the TV display "God of Wealth," Li Xiwei didn't immediately realize what it meant.

Subconsciously, he turned his head and asked Meng Mian, who had fallen asleep again, "Mianmian, who is this God of Wealth? He called you."

"What God of Wealth? The God of Wealth from Heaven?"

Meng Mian's mind was a complete mess; she couldn't remember that the God of Wealth was Ji Silin. She kept her eyes closed, limp and weak, and asked in a muffled voice.

Li Xiwei was amused. "How would I know anything about a God of Wealth, let alone a God of Wealth in the sky? Haha, are you trying to make me laugh to death? Whatever, you can take it yourself."

Li Xiwei answered the call and held the phone to Meng Mian's ear.

Then Ji Silin's deep, magnetic, and emotionless voice came: "Meng Mian."

Only then did Li Xiwei realize that the God of Wealth that Meng Mian had noted in her contacts was Ji Silin.

For Meng Mian, this was no lucky charm.

He gave Meng Mian so much money, and when they broke up, he even gave her the villa in Yuejing Mountain Residence.

Li Xiwei suddenly found it a little funny.

Meng Mian really knows how to make notes for people.

Meng Mian herself didn't recognize Ji Silin's voice at all; Ji Silin wasn't even on her mind right now.

She simply heard someone call her name and asked softly, "Who are you? Why are you calling me?"

His eyes were still closed.

He even let out a small burp.

Ji Silin: "…………"

Has he been drinking?

Li Xiwei was completely charmed by Meng Mian's adorable appearance. Ahhh, she's just too cute!

I really don't regret getting someone drunk at all.

On the other side, Ji Silin remained expressionless: "I am Ji Silin."

"Who is Ji Silin? I don't know him." Meng Mian remained soft-spoken, with no mention of Ji Silin in her mind.

Of course, it's not just Ji Silin who's absent from her mind; many other people are also missing from her thoughts right now.

Ji Silin: "..."

Li Xiwei quickly whispered to Meng Mian, "Ji Silin is your lucky charm!"

"The God of Wealth?" Meng Mian seemed to think about it seriously for a moment before continuing, "So you're the God of Wealth from heaven. Hello, God of Wealth. Did you descend to earth to make me rich?"

If Li Xiwei hadn't been trying her best to hold back, she would have burst out laughing.

Ji Silin: "..."

Very well, he not only drank alcohol, but he's completely drunk.

There was no point in arguing with this drunkard, so Ji Silin called out, "Li Xiwei."

He could hear Li Xiwei's voice.

Besides, Meng Mian was going to spend the night with Li Xiwei anyway.

Li Xiwei's skin tightened instantly.

She then hurriedly put the phone to her ear and chuckled awkwardly, "Um... Brother Ji, I'm sorry, Mianmian is drunk."

Although he dared to call people by their names behind their backs, Ji Silin was always extremely cold and terrifying in Li Xiwei's eyes.

She has always been quite afraid of Ji Silin.

"Where are you now?" Ji Silin simply asked.

Li Xiwei quickly gave the specific address.

"I'll come pick her up right away."

Li Xiwei originally wanted to say that there was no need to come and pick her up, and that she would take Meng Mian home.

But Ji Silin had already hung up the phone.

Fine.

Li Xiwei was in the private room, watching Meng Mian and waiting for Ji Silin to come and pick her up.

Meng Mian was still hugging a cushion, sleeping soundly on the sofa.

A dozen minutes later, Ji Silin arrived.

Several bodyguards followed behind.

As soon as Ji Silin entered the room, he saw Meng Mianruan sleeping peacefully on the sofa, hugging a pillow. She was quiet and not making a sound.

"How much did she drink?" Ji Silin's cold eyes swept across the table.

As soon as Li Xiwei saw him arrive, her skin tightened again, and she immediately stood up.

He quickly replied, "Just a low-alcohol cocktail."

Ji Silin: "..."

No wonder there were no wine bottles, only two wine glasses.

But is Meng Mian's alcohol tolerance really that low?

Even with a low alcohol tolerance, they dare to drink casually.

Doesn't she know she has a high pain sensitivity?

A hangover will cause a headache the day afterward.

Ji Silin showed no expression, but still walked towards Meng Mian.

"Meng Mian," he leaned forward and called softly.