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.

too much of it. In fact, it's best if you don't drink it at all,” Qiao Zhan

drinking. He's the one drinking.” Lifting his chin,

I don't

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

really can't. My body can't handle it if

glanced at Qiao

Jiang Zhe, which was why Jiang

Nan Chen, slightly puzzled. What does he want

Chen off. Isn't he skilled at prying someone's mouth open? He's even holding the prop right now, yet he still doesn't know how to act. Are muscle heads really that simple-minded? Is it truly impossible

ordered icily,

into a glass and

How can he still not understand the drink's

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

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

when he finally grasped what he

Should you refuse, you'll be emptying all these bottles. Then, tomorrow, reporters will discover you've died of alcohol poisoning after you drank too

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

can't

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 to

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

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

“What do you two want to

you approach my madam with an offer for her to star in a television show and then cancel it

nothing. I just didn't want to continue filming the show