Meanwhile, in Livingsfill, just as Huang Zichao entered a private room in a club, someone knocked on the door.

When he opened the door, he saw a man built like a steel tower before him.

The man then stepped away, allowing the man without any facial expression to amble forward.

“Mr. Nan? You're the one who invited me?” Huang Zichao was surprised.

Nan Chen stepped past him and entered the room with Qiao Zhan before locking the door.

“What do you two want?” Huang Zichao got nervous.

Qiao Zhan stood in front of Huang Zichao and grabbed him by his collar. “Sir Chen has invited you to a meeting multiple times, yet each time, you turned him down. However, when I sent that anonymous message to you with another phone, you showed up. This means you're afraid of someone. Tell me, who's that person and who did you think sent you that message?”

In response, Nan Chen shot a glance at Qiao Zhan, gesturing for him to be gentler.

Of course, Huang Zichao wasn't going to surrender that easily. “I don't know what you're talking about.”

A sigh slipped out of Qiao Zhan's mouth as he turned to Nan Chen. “Not everyone is as self-aware as me, Sir Chen. Some people are just that despicable, refusing to reveal what they know until violence is applied.”

Sitting down, Nan Chen grabbed a wine bottle, smelled it, and put it down. “Ask a server to bring me five bottles of highly concentrated vodka with at least sixty percent alcohol by volume.”

“Why do you want vodka with that high ABV percentage, Sir Chen? Do you want to drink it?” Qiao Zhan asked.

Nan Chen simply waved, nonverbally telling him to do as he was told.

Thus, Qiao Zhan left and soon returned with the bottles.

Chen. Don't drink too much of it. In fact, it's best if you don't drink it at

one drinking.” Lifting his chin, Nan Chen

hands. “No, no, no. I don't

you will. There are too many thoughts running around in that noggin of yours. Once you're drunk, you'll be able to let

can't. My body can't handle it if I drink

Chen glanced

bright as Jiang Zhe, which was why Jiang Zhe was Nan Chen's mouthpiece

stared at Nan Chen, slightly puzzled.

still doesn't know how to act. Are muscle heads really that simple-minded? Is it truly impossible for one to possess both brawn

icily, “Pour the

the vodka into a glass and placed it

I'm not the one drinking! How can he

meant, but in another, he would have no idea what Nan Chen was

carefully. What should I do with this strong liquor? Am I really supposed to make Huang Zichao drunk with this? But if that's the case, then there's no need to have this

when he finally grasped what he was

Chen has questions for you. If you answer them truthfully, you get to walk away unharmed. Should you refuse, you'll be emptying all these bottles. Then, tomorrow, reporters will discover you've died

impressed with Jiang Zhe. Not only does he know how to butter people up, but he's also very good at figuring out what Sir Chen is thinking. Sir Chen's usually pretty taciturn and he rarely expresses his thoughts directly, so I have to make out what he thinks. It's incredible

expression changed. “You can't

Sadly, you gulped down a little too much vodka and died from alcohol poisoning. That, naturally, doesn't count as a criminal offense. At most, we'll just pay for

he felt as though Jiang Zhe wasn't that amazing after all. I can

it wouldn't be feasible for him to resist if Qiao Zhan were to

do you two want to

madam with an offer for her to star in a television show and then cancel it afterward? Not only that, you were

want to continue filming the show anymore because

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