The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 458

Wynn was panic-stricken, but she could not stop him. She could only hint at Philip with her eyes.

Noah lifted his glass and drank with Philip once more.

Philip downed the contents in his glass.

"Haha! Nice tolerance! I'm taking you as my friend today!"

Noah was smiling on the outside as he filled Philip's glass again.

Philip looked at the full glass of baijiu in front of him. There was a slight smile on his lips.

Drinking?

Sorry, he had drunk quite a lot back in the days.

This was nothing to him.

"Here, Brother. This is a toast from me to you!"

Noah lifted his glass and downed the baijiu after lifting his head.

He was experienced in the business industry and had been to numerous dinners before. He had already trained himself to be extremely tolerant, so he would be fine even if he downed three bottles of Wuliangye.

Plus, he had already stationed his people around Kempinski, so he would not need to worry that Wynn would escape from this place.

"Good! Let me toast to you as well, Mr. Anderson. I was straightforward just now. I hope you don't mind me offending you."

Philip was not an idiot. He would just drink with him to get rid of the man's suspicions.

Wynn was feeling anxious at one side. She was panic-stricken as she kept kicking Philip under the table. However, Philip paid her no mind. He was pretending to be on intimate terms with Noah. Wynn contemplated and increased her strength. However, it was as if Philip could not feel it. He downed his baijiu and made a satisfying growl. Then, he sat down and reached under the table to press down or Wynn's leg. He was telling her to not worry.

Wynn glared at Philip as she pouted her lips to say something. Noah saw her childish yet mature behavior and instantly, he felt as if a million ants were gnawing on his heart.

His heart was tingling. He wanted so badly to pounce on Wynn right now!

When he thought about this, Noah felt an unknown rage rising in his chest.

She was such a perfect woman, yet she married a useless coward!

Noah's face fell as he stared at Philip with a glum look on his face. He muttered inside his heart, 'I'll make you exit this place in a stretcher with 'cuck' written all over your chest for wanting to fight me over a

woman.'

Noah took a bottle of Dream of the Blue and filled Philip's glass. "Come, we shall not go home until we're completely pissed!"

"Sure, sure."

Philip clinked his glass with Noah's.

After that, they kept drinking for another half an hour. Philip and Noah were just pouring alcohol down their throats like it was plain water. There were seven empty bottles of Dream of the Blue on the table! Wynn was horrified.

Were they drinking alcohol?

Was this how alcohol should be drunk?

Did they want to die?

Noah lifted his glass, his face burning red. He was also feeling dizzy. He could not even differentiate where he was going.

He felt a fire burning in his stomach. If he continued drinking, he might burn a hole in his stomach soon!

He looked at Philip. That guy looked completely fine.

Noah was unconvinced. He staggered over and patted Philip's shoulder. He guffawed. "Haha, my man! Come, drink!"

After downing this glass, Noah collapsed on the ground and started vomiting non-stop!

He felt like there were knives stabbing his stomach. It was burning.

Noah clutched his stomach as he yelled in pain, "Hurry... Take me to the hospital!"

The bodyguards around him rushed forward and carried the pale and groaning Noah out of the private room.

Philip looked at him in disdain. He said in his heart, 'You'll die if you want to have a drink off with me.'

Then, Philip could not stop grinning. Wynn looked at him like he was a monster.

"Honey, have you gone crazy from drinking?"

Wynn asked worriedly.

Philip smiled and said, "It's fine. Your honey has an impeccable tolerance. This is nothing."

To be frank, Philip's stomach was hurting too.

"Let's go home."

Wynn helped Philip up and walked out of the room. Then, they drove back to the villa.

Today, Martha had been extremely busy. When she saw Wynn bringing a half-drunk Philip home, she ran forward and asked, "What happened?"

"He drank too much," said Wynn.

A few of them helped Philip back to the room. Wynn wiped him down and changed his clothes. When she was done settling Philip down, she went downstairs.

"Oh, Wynnie, come here. I have something to tell you."

Martha was in the living room. She grabbed Wynn who was coming downstairs and pulled her to the sofa.

"What's wrong, Mom? What happened?" Wynn asked.

"I want to ask you if you can add your dad's and my name under this villa. Also, can you remove Philip's name? This is our property, so we can't let it fall into the hands of another." Martha asked hurriedly and frantically.

Wynn was taken aback. Her face fell as she said, "Mom, what are you thinking? I didn't buy this villa. Philip's the one who bought it."