Claire just wants to get out of this mess. But when she comes to the door, one strong hand holds her waist, and the other hand rests on her waist.

"Luke?"

Claire looks up and recognizes the man with a soft smile around his eyes.

But then she finds that his hand hold her waist unflinchingly.

"What? Fight again?" Luke cocks his head, smiles with relieving, and slowly lowers his hand from her waist.

Claire is about to say thank you, but suddenly Luke holds her hand.

"Go on, go inside." Luke takes her back to the club.

Claire, drunk and powerless, has no strength to resist. So she follows him and goes in again.

The woman with her short hair is sitting on Leo's knee, her two white thighs shaking wildly.

Her hands have caught Leo's neck, and she had a pretty face, "Leo, do you have the heart to see her bullying me like that? I will not talk to you anymore."

Leo does not seem to hear what she was saying, just being cold.

Claire, who is used to such a scene, is still angry, and she directly turns her head away.

Luke let go of Claire's hand with a light cough, looking at her with a comforting glance, and then smiles wryly at Leo. "You are just....making me feel..."

Luke thinks for a long time and cannot think of a suitable adjective, so he gives up.

"Leo, you are going too far."

"Do not mind if you should not. Have not you heard from the last person I asked for?" Leo was always thinking about the little wild cat that day.

Luke frowns slightly. "I will tell you if I hear something, but what you are playing now?" He looked at Claire, who is standing a little wobbly, and at Leo, who was just flirting with others.

"Playing what? You do not know what this bitch did out there, and now she is even going to seduce my own brother."

Luke smiles softly. He walks over to Claire's side, fingers the hair on her forehead and whispered, "No way! How can such a lovely girl go too far? Are you mistaken, huh?"

Luke holds Claire's hand as he speaks and pulls her to his side.

Luke goes on, "Leo, you do not know to cherish such a good woman, I feel so regretful." Luke takes Claire's hand and slightly stiffens the strength.

Leo snorts, not answering, unhappily. It's not clear if it's because Luke and Claire are too close, or Claire has just left.

The short-haired girl looks at Claire gloomily over Leo's neck as she rubs on Leo's chest with her white breasts.

But Claire is so calm, like that Leo is not her husband.

Leo, tired of pushing away the girl, lies down on the couch, takes a glass of wine, and then looks at Claire through the shaking glass.

Short-haired girl sees this, bites her teeth, suddenly says to Leo, "Leo, I just unfortunately lost, please give me another chance. This time I will play bigger."

"As you wish." Leo laughs.

Leo leans slightly and pulls Claire from aside.

Claire is on fire, but Leo says, "Do you dare?"

Claire pats off Leo's hand which is grabbing her wrist, and sneers, "Well, I will see how a cheater can beat me."

The short-haired girl squints at her and says, "I am afraid you cannot afford to lose!"

Claire's heart is filled with anger and drunkenness, and she hits the table, "Come on!"

The short-haired girl strokes her thighs with her hands, her fingers sketching out her ultrashort dress, and smiles, "If anyone loses, take off clothes and run out. OK?"

Luke looks at the short haired woman and Claire miraculously.

Leo is very interested. He lights a cigarette and seems to be just waiting for the show.

Claire's swallows the spit, her blood rushing up, "Do it! I am not afraid of you!"

The short-haired girl says OK and then whispers something to Leo's ear.

Leo claps his hands, and soon a tray is presented with two bottles of wine on it.

Two bottles of wine are opened and placed on the table, and the short-haired girl says to Claire, "This is the real thing. Do not cry out if lose."

Claire breaths heavily, as if she knows what the short-haired girl is up to.

But the more she is afraid of something, the more it comes. The short haired woman points to two bottles of wine and says, "Whoever finishes first wins. If lose, then run naked." The short-haired girl smiles smugly.

Claire freezes for a moment. She bites her teeth and is about to come forward, but Luke pulls her back.

Luke says to Leo, "This is too much. I think Claire is drunk now. Do not go too far."

Leo looks at Claire who is rolling her eyes, sneers and says, "Fill two glasses. Let the rest go." He is sure Claire is going to lose.

The short-haired girl fills two glasses of red wine and says, "OK, just these two."

Claire's eyes flashes suddenly, and she walks up in Luke's worries and Leo's sneer, calmly taking the glass from the short-haired girl.

"Please!" The short-haired girl smacks Claire's glass proudly.

Claire has no face.

At this point, there is a dancer ready to countdown, "three, two, one, start!"

As soon as the words fall, the short-haired girl is about to drink a glass of wine into her mouth. But Claire suddenly reaches out her hand and snaps the glass from the short-haired girl's hand.

"Bang!"

The wine glass falls to the ground, shatters into a glass slag, the wine in the cup naturally falls on the ground.

The short-haired girl is shocked to see what Claire is up to.

Claire smiles, knocks down two bottles of wine on the table, and then she drinks her glass of wine slowly.

It takes almost ten minutes for everyone to see her finish the drink.

"I win."

Claire puts the glass down on the table, then sneers, and walks away. She has no interest in the short hair girl's taking off her clothes and running out.

There is only loud music in the club, and the rest of them are still in silence. They looked at Claire's thin back and find that the girl is not as weak as they think.

"Get back in the car and wait for me." Leo shouts to the wavering Claire, as the emperor is commanding.