Celebrity Girl Is My Wife

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.

of this vodka is way too high, Sir Chen. Don't drink too much of it. In fact, it's best if you don't drink it at all,”

drinking.” Lifting his chin, Nan Chen stared at Huang

Huang Zichao waved his hands. “No, no, no. I don't want to

thoughts running around in that noggin of yours. Once you're drunk, you'll be able to let them spill out.”

body can't handle it

glanced

which was why Jiang Zhe

Qiao Zhan merely stared at Nan Chen, slightly puzzled. What

the prop right now, yet he still doesn't know how to act. Are muscle heads really that simple-minded? Is it truly impossible for one to possess both

icily, “Pour

to pour the vodka into a

How can he still not understand the drink's meant for Huang Zichao and

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

Huang Zichao drunk with this? But if that's the case, then there's no need to have this many bottles. It's not like we're using this for a steamboat. Oh, wait, does this mean

as though he had been enlightened when he finally grasped what he was supposed

If you answer them truthfully, you get to walk away unharmed. Should you refuse, you'll be emptying all these bottles. Then,

got it right! Now I'm kind of 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 how Jiang

Zichao's expression changed. “You can't do this! That's

was such a pleasant time that we drank a lot. 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 your funeral. Well, Sir Chen can afford it.” When Qiao Zhan's threat concluded, he turned

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

it wouldn't be feasible

do you two

her to star in a television show and then cancel it afterward? Not only that, you were even willing to bear the losses. What are you afraid

I just didn't want to continue