Nan Yi retracted her hand and lowered her eyebrows, thinking about how to escape.

Fu Chen loosened his cufflinks and asked unclearly: "Is the contact information you want a male or a female?"

"male."

After Fu Chen listened, he thought thoughtfully and asked, "Han Qiubai won't pester you anymore?"

"He hasn't bothered me recently."

Fu Chen had a guess in his mind and felt a little unhappy for some reason, so he sat outside.

He straightened his suit and said in a cooler voice, "You want a man's contact information? It seems like your business is really good. You found your next home so quickly? You little scumbag!"

"Whether I am a scumbag or not has nothing to do with you. Anyway, it's not me who disturbs your business discussions, it's them!"

After speaking, Nan Yi pointed to a row of people standing at the door.

Nan Yi had thought carefully, even if Fu Chen wanted to blame her, she couldn't let her take the blame alone, and Chen Qiao and the others couldn't escape.

Fu Chen saw her treacherous look and smiled lightly.

"Mr. Fu, we were joking with Miss Nan."

Song Ye explained sarcastically. He looked at Fu Chen with cold eyes and finally chose to shut up.

Fu Chen ignored them and only talked to Nan Yi. This attitude was too obvious.

Nan Yi drank a little too much wine and couldn't help but burp.

The smell was so bad that she wanted to run away immediately. Her face turned red and she shrank away from the sofa in embarrassment.

"You really don't have a long memory. You know that you have a problem with drunken sex, but you actually drank so much?"

Faced with Fu Chen's ridicule, Nan Yi was very calm and pointed the finger at Chen Qiao to complain.

"It's not like they kept making me drink. I'm a good drinker. If they really drank me down, they might rape me first and then kill me."

Fu Chen knew that Nan Yi was taking things seriously, but Chen Qiao's intention of getting her drunk was obvious. In addition to wanting her to make a fool of herself, he also meant to teach her a lesson.

Fu Chen raised his eyes and asked Chen Qiao: "Is that what she said?"

Chen Qiao was shocked when he saw Fu Chen's expression was cold and he asked her questions in a nonchalant tone.

"Mr. Fu, we are really just joking. Besides, Yiyi didn't drink much."

Yiyi?

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows. Chen Qiao called her Nan Yi so intimately to get closer, which meant that Chen Qiao felt guilty at this time.

He leaned back, adjusted his posture, crossed his legs and looked at Nan Yi.

"How much did you drink?"

Nan Yi thought for a moment, "I probably drank eight or nine glasses of whiskey and red wine."

She looked up at Chen Qiao again and added with a smile, "But Chen Qiao said, if I lose, I have to drink a bottle of red wine."

"Chen Qiao, go get that bottle of red wine."

Chen Qiao was very embarrassed when she heard what Fu Chen said, but she didn't dare not go, so she went back to the private room to get some wine.

Fu Chen was usually too lazy to meddle in such noisy matters. To put it bluntly, he was just a restless second generation of young rich people who ganged up to bully Nan Yi, but he felt very unhappy when he thought of her kneeling in front of him, smelling of alcohol and making lewd remarks.

He always thought unconsciously, if it was not him she met when she entered the box, what would Nanyi face?

A beating?

That's not necessarily the case.

Because, as long as she is kneeling to a man, with her good looks and figure, it is estimated that no man will be willing to hit her, even if he wants to tease her.

Fu Chen socializes a lot, we have seen many scenes like this, and we have seen many men like this too.

When he thought of Chen Qiao and the others pouring wine into Nan Yi, he would also think of her emotional look when she drank too much that night. For some reason, he didn't want others to see her like that.

Thinking of this, Fu Chen glanced at Song Ye and several other men who were standing in a proper manner, with terrifyingly cold eyes.

Chen Qiao reluctantly took the red wine and timidly walked over and handed it to Fu Chen.

Fu Chen took it and saw a bottle full of unopened red wine.

"You lose, Chen Qiao, drink this bottle of wine!"

Nan Yi was shocked. It seemed that before the game started, the rule was that she would give her contact information if she won and drink if she lost. She even forgot to define what Chen Qiao should do if she lost?

Seeing Fu Chen standing up for her, Nan Yi looked at Fu Chen gratefully.

Chen Qiao didn't want to drink, but he didn't dare not to drink. He looked back at Song Ye and the others.

No one in this group raised their heads, let alone supported her.

Chen Qiao took the wine and picked up a glass from the coffee table to pour the wine into it.

"That's my cup. I don't have the habit of sharing it with others. You drink from the bottle!"

Fu Chen said coldly, and then glanced at the other glasses on the coffee table with disgust. They all seemed to have been used in an unhygienic way.

Chen Qiao had no choice but to drink two sips from the bottle. The drink was a bit strong and she kept coughing.

"Why did my sister offend Mr. Fu? Is this a penalty for drinking?"

A tall, thin, handsome man with clear eyebrows and sunny face pushed through the crowd and walked in.

He was wearing a light cyan casual suit without a tie and white McQueen shoes. Wu Ling's long and graceful eyes were shining but smiling.

Nan Yi stared at him for a moment.

Looking from head to toe, I secretly sighed that this man is so handsome, and he has the temperament of a sunny boy. Why are there so many handsome men in China now?

It was not difficult for Fu Chen to see Nan Yi's little thoughts, and he said coldly to the man who came over to take the bottle of Chen Qiao wine: "Why are you here when you have time?"

"I made an appointment with someone to talk about something. I saw a crowd of people standing in front of the private room. I thought something had happened, so I came over to watch the fun. But I saw you making things difficult for my sister with your ice face."

Do they know each other?

Fu Chen's tone sounded familiar to him.

Nan Yi suddenly felt that Fu Chen was unreliable now, and sighed sarcastically.

Although her voice was not loud, both men heard her.

Both of them looked at her.

Chen Qiao became even more nervous. She cried, "Brother, I..."

"you shut up!"

The man walked towards Nan Yi excitedly, leaned down and looked at Nan Yi for a few seconds, and asked hesitantly: "Is this Nan Yi? Qi Jun's niece abroad?"

Nan Yi was stunned for a moment and nodded.

Chen Yuze's eyes lit up. The Nan Yin in front of him was so beautiful that he was completely different from the Nan Yin who was messing around in Fu Chen's office before.

"You and your sister are completely different types!..."

For a moment, he stared at Nan Yi for a long time without any hesitation.

Fu Chen's mood was unclear, "Okay, Yuze, I have to go back to the company, you can handle it here."

He stood up, buttoned up his dark brown British-style single-breasted suit jacket with dark patterns, and straightened his tie.

"I didn't want to embarrass Chen Qiao. She just led a group of people to bully Nan Yi, made her drunk and made her look embarrassed. This is too detrimental to your Chen family's tutoring."

When Chen Yuze heard this, he stood up and turned to look at his cousin Chen Qiao, "Really?"

Chen Qiao glanced at Fu Chen, not daring not to tell the truth, so he nodded.

"Can you please stop and make trouble all day long? If you do this again, I will send you back to your home."

Chen Yuze rubbed his brows helplessly, turned around and scolded Song Ye and the others, "Why don't you get out and wait here for me to treat you to dinner? Get out!"

Song Ye and others left in dejection.

Nan Yi mistakenly thought that the next step was for her and Chen Qiao to play gongs and drums face to face.

Fu Chen raised his legs to leave, but Nan Yi grabbed his arm because he was afraid of suffering a loss.
Chapter completed!