The village beauty and me!

Zhao Yaru replied calmly, "Go ahead and cause trouble. If anything goes wrong, the Zhao family will take care of it."

"However, you can't be too careless."

"Although Huang Yanyan is just a woman, she knows quite a few people in all walks of life."

"Having lost so much face today, I'll immediately find a way to get my revenge."

"You mustn't let this slip by unexpectedly."

Chen Huan smiled and said, "You said it yourself, it's a ditch, how could it possibly trap me?"

Chen Huan spoke a little louder, and Huang Yanyan, who had been secretly watching him, clearly heard him.

He turned around angrily, glaring at Chen Huan, "Who did you just call a little ditch?"

Chen Huan grinned, "I wasn't talking about you, big-faced sister."

Huang Yanyan was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

In the end, all he could do was glare fiercely at Chen Huan a couple more times and threaten in a low voice, "You won't be happy for long. You're dead today!"

Chen Huan shrugged. "What, are you a fortune teller?"

Huang Yanyan gritted her teeth, turned around, and stopped talking.

The venues chosen for gatherings by people in the upper echelons of society are naturally not ordinary.

The private rooms were decorated in the most luxurious way, with thick carpets underfoot, just like a high-class banquet hall.

In addition to places to eat, there are also various recreational facilities nearby.

At this moment, there are at least several young and beautiful waitresses waiting to serve you, both inside and outside the door.

After everyone took their seats, many people took the initiative to ask Zhao Yaru about the final results of her recent health regimen.

Chen Huan had assumed that Miss Zhao would openly tell everyone that she had found a way to completely cure premature aging.

At most, they might conceal the specific details of the treatment plan.

However, Zhao Yaru simply replied, "Some progress."

  

Chen Huan was somewhat surprised, but he knew why in the next second.

Upon hearing Zhao Yaru's response, Huang Yanyan burst out laughing, "Slightly effective is practically the same as no effective at all."

"What a pity, in the end it was all for naught. There's a saying, 'Heaven is jealous of talent.'"

Huang Yanyan's words were truly cutting.

This kind of vocabulary is usually used for people who are already dead.

Nothing could sound worse than this.

Chen Huan understood; Zhao Yaru was deliberately concealing the fact that her body was recovering well.

This can make opponents and enemies overconfident and careless, which can be considered a good strategy.

Seeing Huang Yanyan becoming aggressive again, the others quickly urged the waiter to open the wine in order to avoid a conflict.

Since it's been a long time since we last met, we should have a drink to celebrate.

While the waiter was pouring the wine, Huang Yanyan continued her vicious sarcasm, "What a pity that such good red wine is not enjoyed by some people."

"If you have premature aging, I'm afraid you can't drink alcohol anymore, right?"

The person who had suggested drinking to celebrate suddenly felt a little awkward.

At this moment, Chen Huan slowly added, "It's okay, I'll drink a couple more glasses for Zhao Yaru."

Before everyone could even breathe a sigh of relief, Huang Yanyan snorted coldly and said, "Trying to show off again, huh?"

"Who do you think you are? You were only allowed into this private room today because everyone was so generous."

"Otherwise, with your clothes and demeanor, you wouldn't even be qualified to sit at the same table as us."

Zhao Yaru said slowly, "Chen Huan is not only my friend, but also my business partner."

"Clothing and appearance are just external things."

"Some well-dressed guys can still have a foul mouth, no matter what they wear, it's all for nothing."

After saying that, he smiled at Chen Huan and said, "If you can hold your liquor, you can have a few more drinks with my old friends."

Huang Yanyan gritted her teeth and said, "Alcohol tolerance?"

"I'm afraid it's neither good-looking nor practical?"

Chen Huan was really annoyed by Huang Yanyan's personality, which was to refute and argue with every single word she said.

He frowned and replied, "Which of your dog eyes saw that I can't hold my liquor?"

"I..." Huang Yanyan started to speak, but then realized something was wrong and quickly swallowed the rest of her words.

He then gave a disdainful smile, "Talk is cheap. Since you think you can hold your liquor well, how about we have a contest?"

The moment these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone else present changed.

Some people even muttered under their breath, "Who doesn't know that this Miss Huang is a heavy drinker who can't get drunk and has never lost to anyone when it comes to drinking?"

"Who would dare to take on such a challenge?"

Chen Huan said without hesitation, "Let's compete, but I'm afraid you'll cry if you can't handle losing."

Huang Yanyan slammed her hand on the table. "Fine, I didn't expect you to have any backbone."

"Someone, bring some foreign liquor; this red wine isn't strong enough."

Immediately, a waiter brought over several large bottles of imported liquor, the kind with a very high alcohol content.

Everyone turned their attention to Zhao Yaru.

Clearly, she hoped Zhao Yaru could persuade her friend not to make things difficult for herself by drinking.

But Zhao Yaru simply sat there gracefully the whole time, chatting with her closest friends.

There was absolutely no indication that there was anything to worry about or need to intervene.

She was completely convinced that Chen Huan could handle things no matter what.

Huang Yanyan asked the staff to open all the bottles of wine.

There were three bottles in front of each of them, including Chen Huan's. That was quite a formidable display.

"Your name is Chen Huan, right? That's a pretty annoying name."

"Before we drink, let's talk about the rules." Huang Yanyan looked at Chen Huan across from her with a playful expression.

"Speak up, you big-faced guy." Chen Huan deliberately chose to say things the other person didn't want to hear.

Huang Yanyan said through gritted teeth, her face dark, "No need for a cup, just drink it straight from the bottle."

"Drinking a whole bottle in one go counts as one round."

"Whoever gives up halfway loses."

"The loser must be punished."

Two people who were particularly close to Huang Yanyan started making a fuss, saying, "That's right, since it's a drinking bet, there has to be some kind of prize."

"Otherwise, it would be so boring."

Chen Zheng nodded in agreement, "No problem. What exactly will the punishment be?"

Huang Yanyan smiled and said, "The loser has to crawl between the other person's legs."

"If you're scared, you can admit defeat now and just get lost."

"So that he won't crawl under my skirt in front of everyone and leave me with psychological trauma."

Chen Huan chuckled, "The odds are 50/50. You might not be the winner, so don't get too excited."

Huang Yanyan laughed so hard she almost shook. "You're wrong. I'm definitely going to win."

"Because I've never lost a drinking contest."

"Quite a few men have crawled between my legs."

Just as Huang Yanyan was feeling smug, Chen Huan pouted and said, "I originally thought you were addicted to drinking, but now it seems you're addicted to riding men."

"This rich girl's hobbies are indeed quite niche."