Chapter 337: Don't Be So Modest

"No need." Chen Yu really did not want to have any connection with her.

"Don't be so modest, President Chen. This is wine from our club owner's cellar, specifically for entertaining VIPs; he sent it to you." Cao Jing hurriedly said with a beaming smile, "You must come by often to support me in the future; I haven't been in this new position for long."

"Alright, I get it." Chen Yu nodded. Cao Jing had certainly climbed the ladder quickly; it seemed that if a woman wants to make money, she really has to let go of her inhibitions.

"Very well, very well. If you need anything, just call me." Cao Jing smiled and backed out.

After Cao Jing left, the muscles on Liang Jun's face twitched; he felt a bit of pain in his face.

He prided himself on having extensive connections and acquaintances everywhere. This club was one of the best in Fengling, and he knew the manager here.

Yet, before he could even finish showing off, he was heavily slapped across the face by Chen Yu.

It was clear that Cao Jing's attitude toward Chen Yu was truly one of both respect and fear, which made Liang Jun extremely uncomfortable.

Xiao Qin and Wang Shutong's expressions were not looking good either, but in order to give Liang Jun a way out, the two hurriedly laughed, "Let's drink, come on, come on."

Several people were hanging out inside the club, but it was obvious that Chen Yu was being isolated. He sat to one side, calmly drinking his wine without saying a word.

Bai Muyu felt some regret about coming here with Chen Yu; Chen Yu really had nothing to talk about with these people.

"You're called Chen Yu, right? A Traditional Chinese Medicine apprentice?" Liang Jun had drunk a few glasses and sought out Chen Yu again; the slap Chen Yu had given him earlier made him extremely unhappy.

"Mm, that's right." Chen Yu nodded, "But let me correct you: I am a practitioner of Medicine, not an apprentice. If you want to talk about apprentices, I have one of those too, though he's a bit old—over eighty years old."

"Heh, forgive me for being blunt, but true practitioners of Medicine are rare nowadays. After all, the concepts of Medicine aren't recognized by science. Things like acupoints or the Ren Meridian—you can't see them or touch them, can you?" Liang Jun laughed.

"That's right, Medicine is just superstition. I don't believe that just by touching someone's wrist, you can tell what kind of illness they have." Wang Shutong also seized the opportunity to attack Chen Yu.

"Touching the wrist is something only average practitioners of Medicine do. A true master of Medicine uses Observation of Qi and Observation Diagnosis to see at a glance what discomforts you have in your body," Chen Yu laughed.

"Really? Does that mean you know how? Then why don't you help me take a look, our great Divine Doctor?" Xiao Qin giggled.

"You've had work done on your nose, your eyelids were cut, mm, you've had silicone stuffed in your chest, and fillers injected into your buttocks, right?" Chen Yu laughed.

"You, what nonsense are you spouting?" Xiao Qin's face turned pale.

"Besides, the dimples by your mouth were cut to match Muyu's. It's a clumsy imitation; hers are completely natural, while no matter how well yours are cut, they still look stiff," Chen Yu said without the slightest bit of courtesy.

"Shut up." Xiao Qin was about to explode; Chen Yu's words had struck her sore spot.

It was true; her dimples were indeed cut to match Bai Muyu's, but hers were completely natural, and her temperament and image really left her ten streets behind.

"Chen Yu, what do you mean by that? Our Xiao Qin is a natural beauty, what 'cut'?" Wang Shutong was furious.

"And you, you're pregnant and still coming to a place like a bar to drink? Don't you know how much alcohol affects a fetus?" Chen Yu turned his head.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't even have a boyfriend, how could I be pregnant?" Wang Shutong was enraged.

"Not having a boyfriend doesn't mean you don't find men, does it? You've had abortions before, haven't you? And you have a record of three abortions within the last year; your uterine wall has become very thin. If you have another abortion, you will never be able to conceive again in your life."

Chen Yu said calmly, "You can choose not to believe it, but you'll bear the consequences yourself."

"Chen Yu, what nonsense are you spouting? Do you believe I'll slap you across the face?" Wang Shutong was fuming.

"You can try touching me and see what happens." Chen Yu glanced at her, not caring in the slightest.

"Muyu, look at this boyfriend of yours; is he sick in the head?" Wang Shutong said angrily, "Break up with him immediately."

"Tongtong, we are good sisters, that's true, but you're asking me to break up with my boyfriend, and using such an overbearing tone—do you think that's appropriate?" Bai Muyu took a deep breath; she was already extremely displeased.

"Chen Yu, can you say a little less? Who do you think you are? A Divine Doctor?" Liang Jun was also angry.

"Liang Jun, your problem is the most serious. Go get your lungs checked later," Chen Yu sneered.

"What did you say? You mean I'm sick?" Liang Jun stared at Chen Yu with an unfriendly expression; he was already incensed.

"That's right, and it's very serious. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do." Chen Yu spread his hands.

The expressions of the few were all very ugly, especially the two women; they knew their own bodies well.

After being told this by Chen Yu, Wang Shutong was indeed feeling a bit panicked. Just as the atmosphere in the room was becoming awkward, the door suddenly opened, and a man who was eighty percent drunk burst in.

"Everyone inside, get out! I want this private room." The man pointed outward with a commanding tone.

"Young Master Long, you've gone to the wrong room, Young Master Long. You're in the top suite on the third floor; there are other guests in here." Cao Jing hurriedly rushed in, her face plastered with a smile.

"Get out, you bastard! Do I not know if I'm in the wrong place or not?" Young Master Long slapped Cao Jing, knocking her to the ground.

Cao Jing let out an 'ouch'; her face swelled up rapidly, and the five-finger print was very obvious.

But this Young Master Long's status was clearly unusual. Even though she had been slapped to the ground, she didn't show the slightest bit of anger, instead continuing to smile, "Young Master Long, you've had too much to drink. This really isn't your room; you've gone to the wrong place."

"Get out." Young Master Long glared and raised his hand. Cao Jing was so frightened her face turned pale, and she hurriedly retreated a few steps.

"Who are you?" Liang Jun was already bottling up a belly full of fire; now that someone else had come in to cause trouble, how could he not be angry?

"I am Long Ye. Anyone irrelevant, get out." Young Master Long pointed at the few people inside, then he saw Bai Muyu, and his eyes couldn't help but light up: "You stay, the others get out."

"I've never heard of you. Let me tell you, this is President Liang Jun. He is very powerful; if you know what's good for you, get out immediately," Xiao Qin said angrily.

"Exactly, daring to come here and cause trouble—don't you know how many heads you have on your shoulders?" Wang Shutong also shifted all her fury onto this guy.

"Shut up." Long Ye suddenly slapped Wang Shutong across the face: "What kind of thing are you? Do you have the qualifications to yell at me?"

"How can you hit someone? President Liang, look at him." Xiao Qin hurriedly supported Wang Shutong, but there were also five finger marks on her own face.

"Friend, hitting people isn't good. Today you hit my friend, and this matter must be settled. My, Liang Jun's, friends aren't people just anyone can bully." Liang Jun stood up with an arrogant air.

He had absolute confidence in his connections, but since the other party's identity was unknown, he wouldn't rashly make a move.

"Liang Jun? Never heard of him. What kind of settlement do you want?" Long Ye suddenly grinned and kicked Liang Jun.