boyutpedia Chapter 93: He's been living a perfectly good life for two years without anyone caring for him.
Chapter 93: He's been living a perfectly good life for two years without anyone caring for him.
Secretary Chen waved his hands repeatedly, "I won't drink. I can't drink because I have to drive." He had to ensure President Si's safety.
Hearing this, the group did not give up and did not care at all. "Hey, it's just one double cup, it's fine. Secretary Chen can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Besides, you are using the private channel. You have to trust your own skills."
Secretary Chen: "It really won't work, it really won't work."
"If all else fails, just call a designated driver."
"That's it."
Secretary Chen smiled but did not accept the wine. Instead, he offered the tea, saying, "I will use tea instead of wine."
Seeing that he was unyielding, the group secretly marveled at how difficult this master and servant pair were to deal with.
Secretary Chen noticed that Si Mocheng's expression was starting to change, yet he continued to pour himself drinks, which made Secretary Chen anxious and worried.
Without further hesitation, he used the opportunity of going to the restroom to call Jiang Liwu.
"Miss Jiang, are you free now? Mr. Si has had too much to drink, and I really can't persuade him to stop."
Jiang Liwu frowned with worry, "His stomach problem is so serious, why is he still drinking?"
"Yes, that's why Mr. Si's stomach problems keep recurring and won't get better." How can he get better if he keeps taking care of himself while abusing his health?
Give me the location.
Secretary Chen's eyebrows furrowed with surprise, and she immediately reported her location.
Suddenly, a graceful figure appeared at the door of the private room, bringing a radiant glow to the room as soon as she stepped in.
The woman stood tall and slender, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a simple, form-fitting long dress. Her thick, dark hair was casually draped behind her head, revealing a full, smooth forehead and exquisitely beautiful features. Her painted eyebrows carried a sharp, heroic air. Paired with her trench coat, the way she casually put one hand in her pocket, and the five-centimeter high heels she wore, she exuded a queenly aura that inspired awe and a desire to conquer.
Everyone gasped, their eyes glued to the stunning sight.
This is truly a divine being descended to earth, with unparalleled beauty and grace.
Si Mocheng, who was in the center, was stunned when he saw the person who came.
Secretary Chen leaned closer, as if seeking credit, and said, "I asked Miss Jiang to come over for Mr. Si."
Si Mocheng glanced at him coldly, "Mind your own business."
Secretary Chen, however, did not sense his displeasure at all and immediately knew that she had called the right person.
Jiang Liwu immediately spotted Si Mocheng, strode over, snatched the crystal glass from his hand, and frowned at him, "You're not feeling well, yet you drink so much. Does your stomachache not hurt enough?"
Jiang Liwu spoke these words with practiced ease and acted with considerable boldness, prompting everyone to speculate about the relationship between her and Si Mocheng, their gazes constantly shifting between the two.
Si Mocheng was particularly cold, his tense face making him appear even more aloof. He scoffed, his long, narrow, and indifferent eyes staring straight at him, "Who do you think you are, meddlesome like this?"
So we weren't close. She was just a woman who wanted to climb up to Si Mocheng by relying on her outstanding beauty.
While the group of people didn't understand Si Mocheng, Secretary Chen sensed a hint of stubbornness in him.
President Si never looked up at anyone; he always had a disdainful attitude.
But when facing Jiang Liwu, he completely changed his inherent arrogance and pride.
Jiang Liwu sighed almost imperceptibly, "If I don't care about you, who will?"
"It's none of your business." Si Mocheng took another wine glass and poured himself a full glass of wine that was about to overflow. Then he gulped it down, his Adam's apple bobbing. At this moment, drinking had a cathartic quality to it. The strong liquor burned his throat and then his stomach, causing spasms and pains. But Si Mocheng still continued to torture himself without stopping.
Only after finishing his drink did he say hoarsely, "Anyway, no one has cared about me for the past twenty years, and I've lived a good life." There was a hidden sense of grievance in his voice.
"What's so good about it? Look at the state you've made of yourself."
"That's my own business." He then reached for another glass of wine.
Jiang Liwu grabbed Si Mocheng's hand and stared at him intently, "Your business is my business."
Si Mocheng was deeply moved, but he did not show it on the surface.
"What's your name, Miss?" Mr. Zhang, who was in the crowd, rubbed his large belly, reeked of alcohol, and had dark red skin. He couldn't help but strike up a conversation.
Jiang Liwu turned her head and looked over, "Surname Jiang."
Mr. Zhang: "Ms. Jiang, Mr. Si can't live without alcohol, so you'd better not spoil his mood."
"You really have to drink?" In the brief moment she turned her head, Si Mocheng had already filled the glass. Jiang Liwu looked at him as if she were looking at a naughty child.
Si Mocheng's jaw twitched slightly, but he didn't back down under Jiang Liwu's piercing gaze. "Hmm."
"Okay." Jiang Liwu nodded, then snatched the wine glass from her. "I'll drink it for you." With that, she downed the wine in one gulp.
Attracted by her boldness, Mr. Zhang led the cheers, "Good, good capacity for alcohol, Miss Jiang, one more!"
A group of people cheered, "One more! One more!"
Jiang Liwu drank the second cup without hesitation.
Secretary Chen's eyes also showed amazement.
Only Si Mocheng's eyelashes trembled, his gaze fixed on the scene, his eyes flashing with panic and anxiety.
The investigation report stated that she was a teetotaler, and in Si Mocheng's memory, his stepmother had never drunk alcohol either.
After downing two glasses of wine, Jiang Liwu picked up the bottle. Everyone was excited to see what she was about to do, while Si Mocheng clenched his fists.
Jiang Liwu tilted her head back and gulped down the liquor.
"pretty."
"Good good."
"Miss Jiang is a heroine among women."
"That's enough." Si Mocheng's voice was very deep, but in this lively atmosphere, everyone was flushed and their necks were thick from drinking, so few people could hear his voice clearly.
Mr. Zhang staggered over, saying, "Miss Jiang, you don't know this, Mr. Si doesn't care about beautiful women. Even if you drink all the wine here today, he won't show you any mercy."
The old man's eyes were lewd and lustful. He approached her with an extremely greasy gaze, his eyes gleaming with intoxication at the unique fragrance emanating from Jiang Liwu. "I'm different," he said, "I love beauties the most. Miss Jiang, why don't you come with me?" His lewd hands touched the fabric of Jiang Liwu's clothes.
Jiang Liwu paused in her drinking, narrowed her eyes, and a cold glint appeared in them.
Si Mocheng's face was cold and gloomy. He was sitting down, and the dark light swallowed his entire face and most of his figure, making him look particularly sinister and terrifying.
Those who were close by realized something was wrong and tugged at each other to see Si Mocheng's expression, their hearts pounding with fear and their steps becoming cautious.
Oblivious to the fact that Mr. Zhang was grinning with his gold-plated teeth and his foul breath reeking of alcohol, he continued to speak smugly, "Follow me and I'll give you whatever you want – luxury cars, mansions, handbags, jewelry."
As Si Mocheng watched the restless old man with the weasel-like face about to wrap his arms around Jiang Liwu's waist, a bloodshot look instantly crept into his eyes.
The next second, the sound of glass shattering rang out above Mr. Zhang's head. The old man was spun around, completely disoriented and unable to find his way.