Jiang Che noticed Ji Ningxue's hesitant expression and immediately seized the opportunity to stir the pot.
"Fine, fine, I'll drink. Sister Ning already has an outstanding husband and a family... Why are you all egging her on? Besides, I lost the finger-guessing game earlier. I promised to punish myself with ten drinks, and I won’t skip a single one."
"No way, Young Master Jiang! Ten glasses of hard liquor... You could end up with alcohol poisoning. You absolutely can’t drink that!" Zhou Kai, ever the drama king, stepped in as the ultimate wingman.
To curry favor with Jiang Che, he was willing to go all out.
The two villains—one big, one small—had Ji Ningxue cornered with a classic guilt trip, standing atop their moral high ground and looking down with judgment.
With the crowd egging them on, Ji Ningxue finally softened.
It was true—ten glasses of hard liquor might very well land Jiang Che in the hospital.
"I... I’ll kiss you. Just stop drinking—it’ll hurt your stomach." Ji Ningxue clenched her delicate fists, her face flushed crimson all the way down to her neck, even the tips of her ears turning a shy pink.
"Woo-hoo! Kiss! Kiss!"
The crowd continued fanning the flames. Ji Ningxue clasped her hands behind her back, her gaze darting away nervously.
Her heart pounded wildly. She must have lost her mind to agree to such an absurd game.
Under normal circumstances, she would’ve turned and walked away without a second thought.
But that one strong drink had already left her slightly tipsy, and the alcohol gave her long-suppressed emotions an outlet.
Clearly, Zhou Kai had some real expertise when it came to wooing women. He hadn’t jumped straight into the "main event" between Jiang Che and Ji Ningxue—instead, he’d first made her drink.
If he’d gone straight for it, Ji Ningxue would’ve refused outright. But after a glass of strong liquor... things were different.
"Oh? Sister Ning, are you really ready?" Jiang Che blinked playfully.
"Mm... yes." Ji Ningxue nodded.
[After all, his relationship with Fei Fei is fake. It’s not like I’m betraying my best friend.]
When a woman’s heart is swayed, she’ll find countless excuses to justify herself.
The moment she said it, the crowd erupted even louder.
Ji Ningxue lifted her eyes to meet Jiang Che’s. Her heart raced. At 27, she’d even been married for three years, yet she still had her first kiss. And under the influence of alcohol... she felt bolder than ever.
Jiang Che leaned in closer...
"Ooooh!!"
"They’re kissing!"
The crowd was all for the drama, especially when things got this intense.
......
Meanwhile.
"Achoo!" Xiao Chen, riding his electric scooter home, suddenly sneezed.
"What was that?"
Just then, he’d felt a pang of unease.
"Could something have happened to Ning Ning?" Xiao Chen rubbed his head, anxiety creeping in.
He’d already reached his doorstep but turned around, ready to head back to the reunion to check on Ji Ningxue.
"Hey, you good-for-nothing, is dinner ready yet? I’m starving to death!"
A sharp, impatient voice cut through the air. A middle-aged woman glared at Xiao Chen with utter disdain.
Xiao Chen frowned. Who dared address him, the "Asura War God Dragon King," so disrespectfully?
But his expression quickly shifted. "Heh, Mom, I’ll get right to it. What would you like to eat?"
Clearly, Xiao Chen’s reputation as the "Ninja Turtle" wasn’t for nothing—his motto was "endure."
Zhao Li didn’t answer, only shooting him a venomous glare. She despised her son-in-law. What right did a worthless loser have to marry into the Ji family?
If not for Old Master Ji’s dying wish, she would’ve kicked Xiao Chen out long ago.
"Hah..." Xiao Chen’s forced smile met cold indifference, but he merely chuckled.
As the Asura War God, he’d seen it all. A single command from him could summon an army of 100,000. But he was tired of the bloodshed—all he wanted now was a peaceful life, to win over his wife Ji Ningxue with his unwavering love.
Just then, his phone rang.
Caller ID: [Tiaozao]
Frowning, he answered.
"Hey, Boss, it’s Tiaozao..."
Before Tiaozao could finish, Xiao Chen cut in. "What is it? I’m at the Ji residence—you know better than to contact me carelessly. If my identity gets exposed... you know the consequences."
Tiaozao knew Xiao Chen all too well. Though they often mocked him privately as a "simp," their respect for him never wavered—all because of his terrifying strength.
Years ago, when Xiao Chen had first founded the "Asura Sect," Tiaozao had witnessed him storm the headquarters of the then-9th-ranked assassin organization alone, wiping out the entire enemy force single-handedly.
He’d built assassin networks, security teams, and mercenary groups, establishing a vast web of connections overseas.
You could call Xiao Chen foolish, but never weak.
"Boss, remember two years ago when you were recognized by the billionaire?"
Xiao Chen nodded. "What about it? Tell that old geezer I’m not coming back to inherit anything. I just want to spend my life with Ning Ning..."
"Boss, you’ve got it wrong. It’s your biological father—he just found your triplet sisters. You have three younger sisters now!"
Xiao Chen scoffed. "Hah. The moment I saw that old bastard, I knew he was trash. Triplet sisters? More like ‘triplet sugar babies.’"
"Disgusting old pervert. I spit on him!" Xiao Chen’s eyes turned icy. If this morally bankrupt waste of space were overseas, he’d have already led his army to chop him to pieces.
"Boss... it’s real..." Tiaozao tried to explain.
"Enough. Don’t waste my time with this nonsense in the future."
Xiao Chen hung up decisively, tied on his apron, and got ready to cook a lavish dinner.
"Right, Ning Ning’s at her reunion—she might drink. I should make her some hangover soup first."
......
Back at the reunion.
"Hah—" Ji Ningxue stumbled back, gripping the edge of the table for support, her cheeks flushed.
Her mind was a complete mess, like a pot of glue.
Jiang Che casually wrapped an arm around her slender waist. "Sister Ning, one drink and you’re already this drunk?"
Ji Ningxue shook her head. "S-satisfied? I’ve done my part."
She glanced at her watch. "It’s getting late. I should head home."
Before she could finish, Zhou Kai chimed in. "President Ji, did you drive here? You can’t possibly drive back drunk. Lucky for you, that five-star hotel next door is owned by my family. How about letting Young Master Jiang escort you there?"
The rest of the room joined in the chorus—if they couldn’t read the room by now, they’d have wasted their twenty-plus years of life.
A cool breeze drifted through the window, sharpening Ji Ningxue's awareness.
"No need. I'll call someone to pick me up."
It had to be said—Ji Ningxue’s vigilance was impressively strong.
"Let me take you home. I haven’t been drinking," Jiang Che offered with a faint smile.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
