"Hard liquor is nothing special; if you're going to drink, drink this." Xiao Zheng said, rubbing his hands and grinning.
Leng Ruobing stared in astonishment, "Are you sure you want to drink this?"
"What? Don't dare?" Xiao Zheng smirked back.
Leng Ruobing's expression turned icy, disgust flashing in her eyes, indifferent in tone, "I must say, you men love playing these little games. Are you planning on getting me drunk and then carrying out your sleazy plan?"
"Sleazy plan? Oh come on, you're overthinking it," Xiao Zheng said with a bitter smile.
Ignoring him, Leng Ruobing scanned him with a hostile look and said, "Whatever your thoughts are, let me tell you this—I've been in the business world for years, attended countless banquets, and have never been defeated. Nearly every man who has tried to drink with me has dug his own grave!"
"Hey, hey, wife, you're going off topic. I'm just asking if you dare to drink," Xiao Zheng said helplessly, turning an innocent drinking session into something twisted.
"OK, whatever you say." Leng Ruobing was too lazy to explain, her mood was off anyway, and it was a good chance to kill off Xiao Zheng's usual frivolous arrogance.
However, today her opponent was Xiao Zheng.
For Leng Ruobing, who had a strong liver capable of metabolizing alcohol, maybe a bottle or two of baijiu wasn't too much of a problem.
But even a normal person has their limits.
After one bottle of baijiu, not only was Xiao Zheng not affected in the slightest, he was nonchalantly smoking a big cigarette.
This slightly surprised Leng Ruobing, who thought Xiao Zheng simply had a slightly higher alcohol tolerance.
As they continued drinking, when they were about five or six bottles of Maotai in, Leng Ruobing's head felt heavy as if it were filled with lead, her steps wobbly, her body unsteady.
On the other hand, Xiao Zheng still seemed as nonchalant as before.
"Xiao Zheng... you're still not drunk?" Leng Ruobing felt like she had been slapped in the face.
Xiao Zheng shrugged his shoulders and continued sipping on the last glass of liquor with a smirk, "It was just a warm-up."
As he finished speaking, Leng Ruobing collapsed onto the table with a thud, completely drunk.
"Hey, wife, we've only just started; get up and keep drinking. Didn't you say you can hold your liquor really well?" Xiao Zheng poked her sleeve and realized this girl was indeed drunk.
The drunk Leng Ruobing frowned, her rosy lips muttering incessantly about tonight's events involving Leng Qingxuan.
Xiao Zheng knew she was in a bad mood tonight.
Perhaps on the surface, she wouldn't say anything or bother to explain.
But inside, she was as vulnerable as any other woman.
"Silly woman, is it worth wrecking yourself over your stupid brother's problem?" Xiao Zheng cursed with a laugh, spread his arms to gently pick her up, giving her a princess carry, and headed for the room on the second floor of the villa.
Pushing open the door, he gently placed her on the bed and was just about to leave when the drunk Leng Ruobing suddenly reached out with jade-like arms and grabbed Xiao Zheng by the neck.
Who knew!
The sleeping Leng Ruobing unexpectedly opened her eyes!
Yes, she opened her eyes!
Her beautiful snow-like pupils first glanced at Xiao Zheng, then at the pants she was holding.
Suddenly, her pretty face drastically changed.
She kicked Xiao Zheng off the bed.
Waving her slender arms she angrily accused, "Mr. Xiao, what were you trying to do to me?"
"I..."
Xiao Zheng, who had been kicked off the bed, felt an urge to cry.
First, he looked at Leng Ruobing, who was tense and flushed, then he looked down at himself, feeling as though he was swallowing a bitter pill.
"Cough, cough... wife, if I told you this is all a misunderstanding, would you believe me?" Xiao Zheng asked with a pained expression.
"I believe you, my foot! You're shameless!"
Leng Ruobing flew into a rage, grabbing a pillow and furiously hurling it at Xiao Zheng.
She loudly scolded, "Xiao Zheng, you jerk, you beast taking advantage of others! You made me drink baijiu just because you wanted to... to..."
In the end, she couldn't even bring herself to say it...
The next morning, due to being heavily drunk the previous night, Leng Ruobing woke up slightly later than usual.
Just in time for Xiao Chen who had returned from his morning exercise.
"Morning, wife," Xiao Chen called out cheerily.
Leng Ruobing ignored him, grabbing her bag and leaving coldly.
She was unlike the childish Leng Ruobing from the night before.
Xiao Zheng shrugged, "What a strange woman."
After arriving at the office, he played games and drank tea, another leisurely morning.
When lunchtime arrived, he rushed faster than anyone.
As soon as he entered the company cafeteria, he saw from a distance that Manager Zhang Yaoguang, who had been thoroughly beaten by Xiao Chen the day before, was pestering Mu Yiqing again.
"Mu Yiqing, don't think just because Mr. Xiao helped you, you're out of trouble. Just to let you know, my cousin already heard about me getting beaten, and I want to see how long this Mr. Xiao can keep hopping around."
Zhang Yaoguang sat in front of Mu Yiqing, bragging pompously.
Considering Mu Yiqing's beauty, she's known as one of the golden flowers of Qianqiu Group.
Such a beautiful girl, Zhang Yaoguang could not possibly give up easily.
Mu Yiqing kept her head down the entire time, eating her meal without once looking up or speaking.
Her little face was deathly pale, even her hands trembled slightly as she ate.
This was a delicate and timid girl, who had finally made it to Qianqiu Group through her own efforts, only to encounter this Zhang Yaoguang.