Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 1174: True Proof (50)

"Wang Chen, don’t mind Zhiyong, that’s just his temperament. He’s actually a good guy."

Xie Haichao picked up a bottle of champagne, poured a glass for Wang Chen, and said with a bright smile, "Tonight is all about having fun!"

Wang Chen nodded, lifted his glass, and took a sip.

He frowned and said, "A bit sour, not very good."

Holding the ¥8888-priced Ace of Spades champagne in his hand, Xie Haichao froze for a moment, then laughed, "Then we’ll switch to another bottle."

Gu Zhiyong muttered in Huhai dialect from the side, "Country bumpkin!"

Xie Haichao pretended not to hear, grabbed a bottle of Perrier-Jouët, and poured another glass for Wang Chen.

"Thanks."

Wang Chen tasted it: "Hmm, this one is okay."

Xie Haichao felt stifled, but didn’t know how to express it.

He suddenly realized he had somehow become Wang Chen’s personal wine server, like someone diligently catering to a big brother!

Xie Haichao discreetly set the bottle aside and said with a smile, "If you like it, drink more."

He didn’t need to signal or directly hint; his group of buddies instantly understood and began raising their glasses towards Wang Chen in quick succession.

"Wang Chen, buddy, first time meeting you, let’s toast and become friends!"

Many people wanted to "become friends," including several pretty girls.

But Wang Chen accepted every toast, finishing one glass after another, draining an entire expensive bottle of Perrier-Jouët.

Even though champagne has a low alcohol content, only about 12%, after finishing the bottle, Wang Chen’s complexion and demeanor showed zero change, as if he’d just been drinking water.

Xie Haichao’s friends were incredulous. Relying on their numbers, they took turns and managed to push three full bottles of champagne onto Wang Chen.

The result? No reaction whatsoever!

Finally, everyone understood: Wang Chen may lack prominent status or wealth, but his alcohol tolerance was bottomless!

Trying to get him drunk with pricey champagne clearly wasn’t going to work.

If they kept going, Xie Haichao would end up losing both his dignity and his wallet, bleeding money like crazy!

There’s no way Xie Haichao would willingly take a hidden loss. His eyes flashed with cunning as he snapped his fingers and summoned the nightclub sales rep.

He asked, "Go invite Amy and her group to join the party. Let’s get festive."

The sales rep responded obsequiously, "Yes, right away."

The sales rep was remarkably efficient. Within minutes, a group of beautiful women arrived at the booth.

Leading the group was a dazzling beauty—slender, long legs enough to make anyone feel faint.

She joyfully plopped into Xie Haichao’s lap, playfully complaining, "Xie Shao, I’ve texted you so many times, and you never reply. You’re so heartless!"

Expertly, Xie Haichao wrapped his arm around her waist, but suddenly remembered Wang Chen sitting beside him. He quickly coughed and said, "Well, I’m here now, aren’t I? Let’s focus on drinking."

He gently moved the clingy beauty to the side, then smiled at Wang Chen and said, "Coming to a nightclub without female company isn’t fun. All these ladies are Amy’s friends, pick any one you like, and I promise I won’t tell Yaoyao."

Xie Haichao’s eyes gleamed with a teasing expression, clearly testing how Wang Chen would react to the situation. freёnovelkiss.com

Unexpectedly, Wang Chen glanced around and pointed at a girl in a white dress: "Her."

Xie Haichao: "..."

He had anticipated various potential reactions from Wang Chen.

Embarrassment, fury, awkwardness, firm refusal—things along those lines.

But no matter how Xie Haichao tried to calculate, he had never imagined Wang Chen would be completely unfazed, like a veteran on the nightlife scene.

What’s more, Wang Chen chose the least conspicuous girl in the group—not the prettiest, not the bustiest, not the one with the longest legs...

Xie Haichao was utterly dumbfounded.

His thoughts spiraled: Am I playing matchmaker now?

Feeling increasingly frustrated, Xie Haichao decided to execute his backup plan.

As the girl in the white dress smiled and sat beside Wang Chen, Xie Haichao sneakily pulled out his phone and took a photo.

He then sent the photo to his sister with a sneaky grin emoji attached.

Let’s see you squirm now!

After sending the message, Xie Haichao felt triumphant—certain that this time he had Wang Chen cornered.

No way Xie Yunyao would still see Wang Chen in a positive light after seeing this!

Ding ding!

Within seconds, Xie Yunyao replied.

Excited, Xie Haichao opened her message—and his face instantly turned dark.

His sister had sent back a photo and an emoji. The photo captured a moment of Amy sitting in his lap.

The emoji? A "punching dog head" gif.

Xie Haichao crumbled into despair!

All his scheming had failed. Wang Chen had tattled on him first, playing the victim.

Xie Haichao couldn’t help but turn to look at Wang Chen.

Wang Chen raised his champagne glass with a sly smile, radiating confidence as though everything was under his control.

Xie Haichao nearly spat up blood!

Taking a deep breath, Xie Haichao forced out a strained smile and clinked glasses with Wang Chen.

After that, he stopped paying attention to Wang Chen altogether.

Wang Chen didn’t care, continuing to enjoy his champagne on his own.

The girl in the white dress sitting next to him seemed frustrated at being ignored. She leaned in and softly asked, "Do you know Xie Shao well?"

Wang Chen set his glass down and replied with a laugh, "We just met today."

Xie Haichao’s antics were laughable to Wang Chen, who saw right through them. He played along simply because he had nothing better to do.

After all, they were here to have fun—why not go all out?

The girl in the white dress was surprised.

Meeting for the first time today, yet he was seated next to Xie Haichao? And Wang Chen seemed so ordinary—she couldn’t guess what kind of background he must have to earn the favor of this rich young master!

Stunned into silence, she didn’t speak further. Wang Chen, however, became intrigued and asked, "Are you a dancer?"

The girl in the white dress looked startled, "How did you know?"

Wang Chen had, of course, observed it with his eyes.

But his choice of this girl earlier stemmed from his sense of Perception.

Every person in this world emits a unique aura, which affects and interferes with the surrounding environment in ways invisible to the naked eye.

By using his Insight, Wang Chen could make judgments based on these auras.

For instance, among the group of women earlier, Wang Chen had "seen" that the white-dress girl’s aura was the healthiest and most vibrant.

She was undoubtedly the purest one!

In response to the girl’s skepticism, Wang Chen grinned and said, "I can read faces."

The white-dress girl clearly didn’t believe him: "I don’t buy it."

She’d seen plenty of guys use this trick before—pretending to read faces to grab her hands and take advantage.

She wouldn’t fall for it!

Meanwhile, Xie Haichao grew increasingly annoyed watching Wang Chen chat cheerfully with the girl.

He felt he’d made a bad move and regretted it instantly—there was no turning back now!

Suddenly, his mood soured.

To vent his frustration, Xie Haichao summoned the sales rep again and ordered a mountain of drinks.

In the end, they wrapped up the night prematurely, barely making it past eleven o’clock.

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