"Yang Chen, I'm toasting to you, but you don't even take the cup. You're not giving me any face!"

Zheng Meiling was somewhat annoyed, but in order to make a toast to Yang Chen repeatedly and get him drunk, she still held back her anger.

Yang Chen said coldly: "As you said, it was you who offered me a toast to apologize. Why should I drink with you?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Meiling was instantly speechless.

"Okay, I'll drink to that! You do as you please!"

Zheng Meiling gritted her teeth and said, then drank it all in one gulp.

Then, she poured herself another full glass and raised it to Yang Chen again: “Yang Chen, this one is for you!”

Just like last time, Yang Chen didn't intend to raise his glass.

Just now I was

"You're making amends, right? You wouldn't even answer if you didn't. So what? This time, you won't answer either?"

There was a hint of anger in Cheng Mei-Ling's voice.

Yang Chen smiled faintly: "To apologize, there's no such thing as a toast."

Zheng Meiling was so angry she almost exploded, but thinking of the task Chen Yinghao had given her, she had to suppress her anger.

"Then how many glasses do you want me to toast to you?" Zheng Meiling asked.

"If it were someone else, I definitely wouldn't stop after seven or eight cups, but seeing as you're Xiaoxing, my little cousin, three cups will do for punishment!" Yang Chen had a playful smirk on his lips.

This woman has annoyed him for a long time. Since you want to start trouble, don't blame

I can't take this anymore, Yang Chen thought to himself.

Zheng Meiling then finished another two cups.

I poured myself another glass and raised it to Yang Chen again. "This time, you won't refuse, will you?"

To everyone's surprise, Yang Chen picked up a cup of tea and gestured to Zheng Meiling before downing it in one gulp.

After finishing it, he still smacked his lips and wore a blissful smile: "Good tea!"

"Bang!"

Zheng Meiling finally exploded, slamming the wine glass on the table and angrily shouted, "Yang Chen, are you doing this on purpose?"

Ever since I arrived at the Zhou family, you've been speaking ill of me, mocking me just now, and suddenly you want to apologize to me? Do you take me for...

"Are you an idiot?"

Yang Chen stared into Zheng Meiling's eyes, a glint of coldness flashing within them: "I warn you, best keep those little thoughts of yours to yourself. If you dare provoke me again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Bang!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Yang Chen slammed his palm onto the solid wood table. When he withdrew his hand, a deep imprint remained on its surface.

This scene shocked the entire audience!

Zheng Meiling was even more terrified, looking at the clear palm print and remembering her insults to Yang Chen.

If this slap just now, landed on my own face, wouldn't it be disfiguring?

Chen Yinghao narrowed his eyes slightly, until this moment, he

Only then did I realize that Yang Chen was not a pushover.

Despite this, he was not afraid in the slightest. His Chen family experts, let alone leaving a palm print, could easily smash this table to pieces.

"Boy, you're not giving me any face at all!"

Chen Yinghao finally spoke, fixing Yang Chen with a hostile glare.

Apart from Yang Chen and Qin Xi, everyone else were his sycophants. At this time, no one dared to speak again, apparently intimidated by Yang Chen.

If even he stays silent, then all our plans for tonight will be ruined.

"What do you think you are? Do you deserve my respect?"

Yang Chen's aura suddenly surged, and he said domineeringly.

(The End)

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