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The moment the door to the private room was kicked open, the once noisy and bustling room, filled with laughter and chatter, fell into dead silence.

The music was still looping faintly, but it felt like someone was choking you. The lively atmosphere plummeted to freezing point, and the air was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

When Zhou Yanhui saw the two figures rushing in, he froze, the alcohol on his face vanished instantly, replaced by panic in his eyes.

He suddenly jumped up from the sofa, stood there helplessly, his voice trembling.

"Minrong!"

"I understand!"

Qian Minrong's eyes were bloodshot, her chest heaving violently, her eyes filled with disbelief and raging fury.

She stared intently at the scene of women surrounding her in the private room, pointed at Zhou Yanhui, and raised her voice, full of grievance and anger: "You, Zhou Yanhui! You lied to me before you left, saying you were meeting with clients to discuss important matters, but you turned around and hid here indulging in debauchery! And you're surrounded by so many women, you really have some nerve!"

Zhou Zhiyi, standing to the side, also looked utterly disappointed, her brows furrowed, and her tone full of exasperation: "Brother, you've disappointed me so much! You actually came to a place like this to cause trouble!"

With his wife and younger sister blocking the door, Zhou Yanhui was caught red-handed with both witnesses and physical evidence.

He was extremely flustered, and opened his mouth as if to explain.

But the scene before him left him speechless, and any further explanation seemed weak and powerless. He could only stand there, embarrassed and humiliated.

Just when the situation was at a standstill and the atmosphere was extremely awkward, a violent explosion suddenly broke the dead silence!

"Bang--!"

A glass was smashed hard on the ground, shattering with a piercing sound, and glass shards flew everywhere instantly.

Meng Jie's face suddenly turned cold, and a fierce look surged in his eyes. He roared, completely drowning out all other noises.

"Zhou Yanhui, are you ever going to stop?"

"I kindly brought you out to sing karaoke and relax, so why are you acting like some kind of gentleman, putting on airs?"

"All you do is drink and have fun with women, do you really think you're some kind of saint?"

"Now it's even worse, they've brought their wife and sister over to cause trouble, turning this into a full-blown family drama?"

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Jie raised his hand and smashed another wine glass to the ground!

"boom--"

The second sharp crack sent a shiver down everyone's spine. Meng Jie's eyes were sharp and piercing, and his tone was ruthless.

"You little brat, you're really something. If you're not going to play, don't come out. Are you deliberately ruining my fun?"

"I think we shouldn't sign the contract."

"Isn't it all about making money no matter who I hire?"

As he spoke, Meng Jie stepped forward and grabbed the cooperation documents from the coffee table.

He suddenly exerted force with his five fingers, and a thick stack of contract documents was instantly torn into pieces, with scraps of paper flying everywhere and scattered all over the ground, creating a very oppressive scene.

Meng Jie pointed a finger at Zhou Yanhui, his face cold and his aura decisive and ruthless: "Now, take your wife and sister and get out of here immediately!"

After venting his anger, Meng Jie turned around and sat back on the sofa, crossing his legs and exuding a chilling aura.

He took out a Yellow Crane Tower cigarette and casually put it in his mouth, completely ignoring the shocked looks from those around him.

"Snap—"

He slapped the girl next to him hard across the face with a sharp, clear sound.

Meng Jie's eyes flashed with a ferocious intensity, like those of a predatory beast: "What the hell are you looking at? Can't you see I'm about to smoke? Why are you standing there like that!"

The girl who was hit covered her burning cheek, completely stunned and blank, not even realizing what had happened.

However, intimidated by Meng Jie's imposing aura, she dared not disobey in the slightest and quickly picked up a lighter.

"Thud—"

As the flame lit up, Meng Jie leaned forward, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and the smoke flickered in the dimly lit private room. He slowly exhaled the smoke, his menacing aura undiminished.

"Bang!"

Meng Jie kicked the edge of the coffee table hard, the sound of the impact was deafening, and the cups and bottles shook.

"I want to drink!"

A low growl fell, and the girl beside him was so frightened that she hurriedly poured wine and handed it to him.

After downing four beers in one go, the anger in Meng Jie's eyes subsided slightly.

Looking up, he saw that everyone in the private room was staring at him, not daring to breathe.

Meng Jie raised his hand to point at Qian Minrong, about to erupt in anger, when Zhou Yanhui quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Young Master Meng, this has nothing to do with my wife. It was my fault!"

While apologizing, he picked up a bottle of beer next to him and bit off the cap with his teeth: "It's all in the beer!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back.

"Gurgle—"

"Gurgle—"

……

Meng Jie watched coldly, but inwardly he gave the other party a thumbs up.

Not stupid!

After Zhou Yanhui finished his bottle, Meng Jie lightly kicked the coffee table, his face frighteningly dark, and his tone brooked no argument: "Drink all the wine on the table! Then this matter is over, and I'll forgive you!"

Without saying a word, Zhou Yanhui silently moved all the dozens of bottles of beer in front of him, making it clear that he would accept the punishment to the end.

He was perfectly aware of the current situation.

Now that things have come to this, I have no choice.

If I don't drink, I'll have to face arguments with my spouse and scolding from my parents when I get home; I'll be caught in the middle.

Of course, Meng Jie is a really good friend; he's someone you can rely on when needed!

Seeing the table full of beer, Qian Minrong finally panicked. She quickly stepped forward, stared directly at Meng Jie, and demanded, "Who are you? What right do you have to force my husband to drink so much!"

"who I am?"

Meng Jie glanced at him disdainfully and pressed his finger firmly on the sofa: "Zhou Yanhui, you tell your wife who I really am!"

who am I?

Meng Jie himself doesn't even know who he is?

Without hesitation, Zhou Yanhui quickly leaned close to his wife's ear and whispered a very significant name.

Upon hearing the name, Qian Minrong was stunned, her face filled with disbelief, and her complexion turned deathly pale.

She gritted her teeth, her attitude completely changed, and she bowed deeply, saying sincerely, "Young Master Meng, I'm sorry, I was presumptuous just now."

Meng Jie didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, his tone indifferent and cold: "Now you know who I am?"

"I understand," Qian Minrong replied softly.

"Weren't you two always known for your loving relationship?"

Meng Jie pointed to the table full of beer, his tone laced with pressure, "Then drink with us, I'll just watch you drink from here."

"If you can't finish it, I'll pour the whole bottle over your heads!"

Zhou Yanhui immediately opened the bottle: "Young Master Meng, I'll drink it!"

Qian Minrong had no choice but to bite the bullet and pick up the bottle: "I'll drink too."

Meng Jie leaned back on the sofa, slowly smoking, watching coldly with an expressionless face.

At this moment, Zhou Zhiyi stepped forward and, with a hint of timidity, softly asked, "Young Master Meng, may I drink with you?"

Meng Jie glanced at her indifferently and flicked the ash from his cigarette: "I'm actually very easy to talk to, I never hit women, drink if you want."

He never hits women?

Instinctively glancing at the pitiful girl next to him who had been beaten senseless, Zhou Zhiyi thought to herself: Who did you beat up?

Deep down, she was already filled with regret. She had originally come to find something to use against her brother and to vent her anger.

To my utter surprise, I encountered a powerful figure here whom I couldn't afford to offend.

Only then did she realize that her brother's visit was for serious business, not for leisure.

Even after arriving here, he still adhered to his principles, only drinking and not messing around with women.

Seeing Meng Jie with four women in his arms, his arrogant demeanor was disgusting!

But when you're under someone's roof, you have no choice but to bow your head.

She could only come along to drink with them!

After the three of them had drunk about a third of the wine, Meng Jie kicked the coffee table again.

"Stop drinking."

"You guys drank it all, what am I supposed to drink?"

Zhou Yanhui quickly apologized, "Young Master Meng, it was my fault!"

"Since you admit you're wrong..."

Meng Jie suddenly revealed a meaningful smile: "Then come to this private room again at this time tomorrow."

"I'd like to see if you're truly as virtuous as Liu Xiahui, who remained unmoved even with a woman in his lap."

Zhou Yanhui glanced at his wife, a bitter look on his face, torn between two options: "I..."

Picking up a beer casually, Meng Jie said nonchalantly, "If you don't come tomorrow, you know the consequences!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back slightly and drank all the beer down his throat.

After finishing his beer, Meng Jie gently placed the glass back on the coffee table and looked at Qian Minrong.

"Don't you dislike your husband coming to places like this?"

"You'll come over tomorrow too, and personally supervise your husband as he drinks and plays around with women!"

Qian Minrong was unwilling, but dared not disobey, so she could only obediently nod: "Young Master Meng, I understand."

Leaning back on the sofa, Meng Jie closed his eyes and clearly uttered two words: "Get out!"

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