C26 Would He be Able to Leave after Drinking It?

"Drinking now?"

Shen Geyao was a bit taken aback. She knew that being a hostess meant drinking was part of the job; the manager had mentioned it. However, she wasn't used to this environment, and her tolerance for alcohol was low—one drink might be enough to knock her out.

"I can't," she said, turning her face away.

The tension in the room rose again. If it weren't for the fact that they had just seen the Ninth Master protect this girl, someone would have already thrown her out for a good scolding. How dare she refuse the Ninth Master not once, but repeatedly!

"Ninth Master, since she doesn't want to drink, how about I have a drink with you instead?"

A girl who had somehow moved next to Liang Chenyu raised her glass and downed it in one go. Liang Chenyu showed no reaction, and everyone else was on edge, too nervous to speak.

The girl, dressed in flashy attire, refilled her glass and this time offered it to Liang Chenyu. "Ninth Master, have a drink, too."

All the girls watched Liang Chenyu intently. They admired the girl's boldness while regretting not having seized the opportunity themselves. The Ninth Master had a rule: no women were allowed to sit beside him. Anyone who tried to get close would be thrown out. So, the seat next to him was always empty, and none of the other girls dared to approach.

But today, the Ninth Master surprised everyone by pulling a girl to sit beside him—no, on his lap. Could it be that he's had a change of heart? Is he finally open to being around women?

Look at the girl offering him a drink now; he hasn't thrown her out, has he?

Chenyu glanced down at the drink being offered to him. As he lowered his gaze, his long, thick eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow. Just those lashes alone were enough to mesmerize any woman.

This man seemed to be a treasure from head to toe, with every little gesture driving women wild!

The girl sitting next to him couldn't help but lick her bright red lips, her breath quickening, chest rising and falling. She was overwhelmed with the desire to pounce on him, to swallow him whole, to make him hers forever!

She wanted it so badly; she could almost taste it!

Chenyu's eyes moved away from the glass, and he said calmly, "You expect me to drink from a cup you've used?"

What? What did he mean?

The girl was bewildered, and the others quickly caught on, retreating to the corners of the room, instinctively keeping their distance from the Ninth Master, not daring to get too close.

The girl beside Chenyu finally realized the gravity of the situation, her voice trembling, "N-Ninth Master, I-I didn't mean it that way, I..."

Who would dare make the Ninth Master drink from a used glass? No one!

But, if it happened, would it really be such a big deal? After all, he just let the girl sitting on his lap drink from his glass, didn’t he?

“If you like it so much,” Liang Chenyu said with a mischievous smile playing on his perfectly shaped lips, “then drink everything on this table, all the way to the corner.”

“All of it?” The girl turned pale with fear and, realizing the gravity of the situation, immediately knelt down to plead, “Ninth Master, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

Her mistake wasn’t in wanting the Ninth Master to use her glass; it was in daring to sit beside him, to even think of getting close to him!

It turns out the Ninth Master’s habits haven’t changed one bit; he still despises women getting too close!

But then, what about the girl sitting on his lap now? How is she allowed?

That girl really did gather up all the drinks from the table and went to the corner of the room to drink alone.

No one forced her over there; it was just the Ninth Master’s words that made her go.

Shen Geyao finally understood what it meant to be a true ruler.

Here, the Ninth Master is king! His words are law!

To offend the Ninth Master is to walk a path with no return!

Should she be grateful that despite having crossed him so many times, she’s still alive and well?

"Ninth Master, here's your drink." The middle-aged man sitting closest to Chenyu poured him a drink as soon as the server brought over a new bottle.

Though Ninth Master could be intimidating when he was upset, he wasn't generally a petty person. So, as long as you didn't cross him, there wasn't much to worry about.

It seemed like everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The girl crouched in the corner was completely ignored as the men resumed their business discussions.

Chenyu didn't make her drink any more, and Geyao let out a deep breath of relief. But he kept her by his side, his arm wrapped firmly around her waist, making it impossible for her to leave.

When the men talked about their projects, the women present were really just there for show.

Geyao's gaze, for some reason, drifted to the man beside her. He held a glass in one hand and had his other arm around her, lounging on the sofa like a relaxed panther.

Panthers are always dangerous, but at that moment, he masked his danger with an air of elegance.

Geyao had to admit, even in his casual demeanor, he couldn't hide his commanding presence. Especially when someone brought up a project proposal, and he pointed out its flaws with precision—he was truly dazzling then!

Everyone around him had become mere background.

When it came to the crucial moment, the girls in the private room were all "asked" to leave. Even the girl who had long since passed out in the corner was dragged out by Chen Xuan.

Seeing this, Shen Geyao was about to get up and leave with the others. Unexpectedly, the arm around her waist suddenly tightened.

"Ah!" Startled by being pulled back, Shen Geyao accidentally fell onto him again.

"So eager to throw yourself at me, huh?" Liang Chenyu's eyes sparkled with teasing amusement.

Shen Geyao shot him a fierce glare, angry but unable to speak up. Clearly, he had pulled her down, yet now it seemed like she was the one "throwing herself" at him! This man's ability to twist the truth was unmatched.

"The boss needs to discuss business. I think it's best if I step out for a bit," she said, trying to suppress her frustration and keep her voice calm.

"You haven't had your drink yet," Liang Chenyu seemed to remember, bringing the glass closer. "Drink."

There was no escaping the inevitable drinking session!

"If I drink, can I leave?" Shen Geyao asked, a bit unwilling but resigned.

"Oh, negotiating terms now, are we?" Liang Chenyu didn't say yes or no; instead, he pressed the glass to her lips.

This means there's no choice but to drink.

Shen Geyao took a deep breath. "Alright, let's just call it professional duty. I'll drink!"

She reached out to take the glass, but he didn't let go.

With no other option, Shen Geyao tilted her head back and drank slowly, following his lead.