Chapter 100: Drunkenness

The lighting inside the bar was dim and soft, causing people's complexions to flicker between light and shadow, adding a touch of mystery.

The rhythm of the music was dull and full of beat; people followed the pulse of the music, twisting their bodies on the dance floor to their hearts' content, releasing themselves completely.

"Hahaha, I won again! You all hurry up and drink!"

At the booth, Li Qingyan's luck with cards was quite good today; she had won over a dozen hands in a row, and the others had also downed over a dozen drinks in succession.

Aside from Chen Che, who was still in good shape, Cheng Kexin, Cheng Kexiang, and Qian Rongrong had already started swaying their heads, all of them with flushed little faces that were truly alluring.

"Are you still able to go on!?"

Li Qingyan was in high spirits and continued to clamor: "Come on, drink!"

"Drink!"

Upon hearing the word "drink," the three women all reflexively raised their glasses to clink them together and tilted their heads back to gulp them down.

Cheng Kexin was now a Martial Artist, so the alcohol metabolized relatively quickly in her body. Seeing Cheng Kexiang smiling foolishly and clearly drunk beyond recognition, she spoke up:

"Alright, that's enough. Today is mainly about being happy; firstly to celebrate the Cheng Family and the Qian Family obtaining investment from the Yanyu Group, and secondly to be happy for Kexiang's first time on stage!"

"That's right!"

Cheng Kexiang suddenly shouted and stood up, looking at the others, and said: "I was truly so happy today. Do you know how nervous I was when I went on stage? Especially when waiting for the questions, my heart was about to jump out!"

"Anyway, the Cheng Family getting the investment was a done deal; you were just going through the motions, so what were you nervous about? I'm the one who had a pleasant surprise today..."

Qian Rongrong lay on the table, her face flushed, her eyes appearing to contain clear stream water, looking thoroughly intoxicated.

"What do you mean by that?" Cheng Kexiang frowned, pouting her lips as she asked.

"Hm? You don't know? Mr. Chen had long since negotiated with the young master of the Ma Family, who is the president of the Yanyu Group. If he hadn't stepped in, the Yanyu Group would never have invested in the Cheng Family."

Qian Rongrong spoke out, ignoring the attempts of Li Qingyan and Cheng Kexin to stop her.

Cheng Kexiang looked at Chen Che, then at Cheng Kexin and Li Qingyan, and asked: "Did you all know about this long ago?"

"Kexiang, we didn't tell you because we wanted to train you."

Seeing that it could no longer be hidden, Cheng Kexin confessed.

"That's right, and you did a great job today; it will only get better in the future!"

Li Qingyan also said.

Cheng Kexiang sat back in her seat, head hanging low like a frost-bitten eggplant, completely wilted.

Seeing her in this state, Qian Rongrong said: "Don't be so dejected. Having Mr. Chen help you is your good fortune, and from an objective perspective, your performance today was indeed quite good."

Cheng Kexin looked at Chen Che, signaling for him to offer a few words of comfort.

Chen Che scratched his head and said: "The agreement was made between me and your grandfather, so naturally I had to put in the effort. You don't need to feel a sense of failure; everyone saw your performance today, and the result also includes your own merit. Furthermore, the appreciation Lin Su and the others have for you is because of your own hard work, not me."

Cheng Kexiang's body trembled slightly; she raised her head to look at Chen Che, her drunken, hazy eyes veiled with a layer of mist.

She understood why Chen Che and the others had kept it from her, and she could also feel her own growth and the genuine appreciation Lin Su had for her.

Therefore, she wasn't sad because of this matter; her low spirits were because of Chen Che—he had helped her once again!

Cheng Kexiang stared at Chen Che unblinkingly across the table, her face a mixture of emotions like being moved, feeling aggrieved, and unwillingness.

It was just like her heart at this moment—extremely longing yet conflicted.

"Sister, I regret it!"

Cheng Kexiang suddenly began to cry.

"Ah?"

Cheng Kexin was stunned and hurriedly comforted her: "What's wrong? You must have drunk too much!"

"Sob sob sob... Sister, I regret it. I regret letting Chen Che help you break off the engagement, and I regret giving him to you! I really like him so much!"

Cheng Kexiang threw herself into Cheng Kexin's arms, crying bitterly with grievance, "He cured my leg, and he helped me chase away the troublemakers at the clothing store... He even helped us defeat our uncle's family... Now he's even helped us solve the investment matter, letting us decide our own marriages in the future!

He is so good... I really don't want to give him to you! But I know you like him too... But I just feel so unwilling... I... I'm so sad!"

Under the influence of alcohol, she spoke her true feelings directly, incoherent but crying in utter heartbreak.

Li Qingyan shot Chen Che a glare, blaming him for being so flirtatious and causing the poor girl such heartache.

Chen Che spread his hands innocently, indicating he hadn't done anything.

Cheng Kexin patted her back, comforting her warmly, and said with a wry smile: "Alright, alright, if you like him, you like him; Sister won't fight you for him."

"But Sister, you clearly like Chen Che too..." Cheng Kexiang said through teary eyes.

Cheng Kexin smiled: "But I like you even more!"

"Sister!"

Cheng Kexiang threw herself back into Cheng Kexin's arms and cried: "Sister, you are too good to me! You are my own sister; I cannot be so selfish. Since we both like him and neither of us can bear to part with the other, then we sisters will both be his women—you be the head wife, and I'll be the little wife!"

"Alright! I'll listen to you!"

Cheng Kexin said, going along with Cheng Kexiang's words.

"Pfft!"

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyan spat out a mouthful of wine. She carefully observed the sisters' faces; both were pale yet flushed, and their eyes were unfocused and dazed—clearly, the alcohol had gone to their heads.

She covered her face and laughed fiercely for a moment, then took out her phone and aimed it at the two sisters who were hugging each other in deep sisterly affection.

"Bang!"

Qian Rongrong slammed the table hard, giving everyone a fright.

"What head wife, little wife! Mr. Chen is my master; he is mine! I told you all before the interview that I am the one who loves Master the most!"

Qian Rongrong, who had originally been lying on the table half-asleep, regained her spirit upon hearing the sisters' words and stood up to challenge them.

"What do you mean you love him the most?! Sister and I are the ones who love Chen Che the most!"

Cheng Kexiang put her hands on her hips, instantly recovering the momentum she had when arguing with Qian Rongrong earlier, "And you said it yourself, you are just Chen Che's servant; Sister and I are his women, and also your masters! Since when does a servant fight for a man with the legitimate wife!"

"I don't care!"

Qian Rongrong suddenly sat on Chen Che's lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Anyway, Master is mine; none of you are allowed to fight me for him!"

Seeing this explosive scene, Li Qingyan's expression was quite spectacular; her scheme had succeeded, and she smiled quite sinisterly.

She quietly moved to a corner, turned the phone camera, and recorded the explosive scene of the three women after drinking.

"Get out of the way, he is our man!"

Cheng Kexiang crawled directly over the table, pushed Qian Rongrong off Chen Che with one shove, sat on Chen Che's lap in her place, and even considerately left the other leg for Cheng Kexin.

Cheng Kexin walked around and sat on Chen Che's other leg without the slightest hesitation.

"That's right, he is our man; you are at most a servant girl, you have no right to fight us for a man!"

Cheng Kexin glared at Qian Rongrong, asserting her sovereignty.

Two bodies sat on his legs at the same time, one youthful and energetic, the other mature and charming.

The mellow fragrance of alcohol mixed with pheromones, and two different scents enveloped Chen Che.

Chen Che's Adam's apple bobbed; stimulated by the alcohol in his system, his mouth was dry, and a certain part of him was also stirring.

Qian Rongrong put her hands on her hips and said indignantly, "You are bullying me with your numbers!"

"Blehh—"

Cheng Kexiang stuck out her tongue in a very provocative manner.

Cheng Kexin laughed triumphantly: "So what if we bully you? Not only will we bully you, we will also get intimate with Chen Che right in front of you, just to piss you off!"

After speaking, Cheng Kexin, unable to suppress the throbbing of her body any longer, turned around, cupped Chen Che's face, and planted a kiss right on his lips.

"That's right, piss you off!"

Cheng Kexiang also draped herself over Chen Che, touching and kissing him.

"You are all so despicable!"

Qian Rongrong rushed up, forcibly squeezed out a spot, also draped herself over Chen Che, and began groping him, looking for a place to plant a kiss.

Li Qingyan, who was recording, saw this scene, and the smile on her face gradually stiffened, eventually turning into resentment and jealousy.

"I wanted to watch you all fight, not have you molesting my man right in front of me!"

Li Qingyan threw down her phone, lunged forward with murderous intent, and seized Chen Che's mouth.

"Hey, don't snatch, he's mine!"

"Mine, it's my turn!"

"Mine, mine!"

"Give it to me, give it to me!"

Chen Che's blood was boiling, and primal impulses drove him to enjoy it.

The four women also gradually formed a tacit understanding from their initial refusal to give way, coordinating a perfect, alternating division of labor to serve Chen Che with all their hearts.

"Mmph... don't, don't... mmph... that's enough... mmph... this is improper, this is improper..."

The fragrant tongues in his mouth took turns, rotating one after another.

Chen Che's whole body was taut; he had reached the limit of his endurance.

At this moment, it was unclear who slid off Chen Che, knelt on the ground, and a pair of fair, jade-like hands suddenly grabbed Chen Che's belt...