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.

vodka is way too high, Sir Chen. Don't drink too much

drinking. He's the one drinking.” Lifting his chin, Nan Chen stared at

“No, no, no. I don't want to

you will. There are too many thoughts running around in that noggin of yours. Once you're

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

glanced

as Jiang Zhe, which was why Jiang

Zhan merely stared at Nan Chen, slightly puzzled. What

He's even holding the prop right now, yet he still doesn't know how to act. Are muscle

ordered icily,

okay.” Qiao Zhan proceeded to pour the vodka into

How can he still not understand the

second, Qiao Zhan would think he understood what Nan Chen meant, but in another, he would

had no choice but to think about the situation 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 many bottles. It's not like we're using this for a steamboat. Oh, wait,

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

away unharmed. Should you refuse, you'll be emptying all these bottles. Then, tomorrow, reporters will discover you've died of alcohol

he shifted his line of sight to Nan Chen. Upon receiving a look of approval from his employer, he let out a sigh of relief. I've finally 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 Zhe's able to nail his guesses every time whenever

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

It 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

wasn't that amazing after all. I can guess

be feasible for him to resist if Qiao Zhan were to force him

do you two

her to star in a television show and then cancel it

I just didn't want to continue filming the show anymore