Chapter 88 Get out... Who asked you to give way?

"Then go home after you're done. Drinking is bad for your health. You might as well stay home and watch TV."

Nan Xia suppressed a laugh, eager to say that he didn't care about treating, as it would save him money, which was great.

Song Yanzhi glanced at her, annoyed. Using him and then throwing him away? Could she be any more pragmatic? He was going to make her pay tonight!

-

Evening, at the White Horse Club.

Nanxia was forcibly brought here by this man. What happened to her saying she didn't care?

Song Yanzhi ordered two bottles of limited edition Rémy Martin Louis XIII, which cost twice as much in entertainment venues.

Over 600,000 yuan! She was in excruciating pain, almost jumping up and down in agony.

"Why did you order such expensive wine? What difference does it make what you drink? I might as well just hire some housekeeping and moving services outside."

The waiter knelt down to open one of the bottles, first adding ice made from the most expensive spring water to both glasses, and then pouring in the wine.

"Can those housekeepers compare to my worth? You're already giving me a friendly price for doing your work." Song Yanzhi felt a sense of satisfaction seeing how much she cared about the money.

"..." Nan Xia regretted inviting him for drinks so much. This man just knows how to trick her!

After the waiter left, she picked up her glass and took a big gulp. Such expensive wine shouldn't be wasted. Hmm, it tastes good.

Expensive wines are just different.

Ringing——

Song Yanzhi's phone suddenly rang. He took it out and glanced at it; it was actually Shen Shaohui, the chairman of Ruifeng. Without trying to hide it from the woman, he answered the call directly.

"Hello, Mr. Shen, is there something you need?"

Nan Xia sipped her wine casually, her eyes suddenly shifting slightly—

"Attorney Song, the trial is in a little over a week. Are you ready? Are you confident of winning?" Shen Shaohui asked in a strong voice.

Director Zhou lost the case last time, so we absolutely cannot lose this time.

"Mr. Shen, there's no need to worry. If there's nothing else, let's leave it at that."

Song Yanzhi leaned back on the sofa with his long legs crossed, took out a pack of cigarettes, took one out and put it in his mouth. He exuded an aura of confidence and composure, without the slightest hint of panic.

Seeing his confidence, Shen Shaohui didn't ask any more questions. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he hung up the phone.

Just as he was about to light his cigarette, Nan Xia suddenly grabbed his lighter, lit it with a 'snap,' and leaned close to him.

"Here, thank you so much for your help today."

Song Yanzhi turned to look at her in confusion, took a drag of the cigarette she lit, and laughed, "Heh...you'll thank me?"

"When I'm good to you, you don't trust me and you're always doubting me, humph..."

She snorted, took the cigarette from his hand, and just as she put one in her mouth, he snatched it away.

The next instant, Nan Xia snatched the cigarette from his mouth, put it in her own mouth, took a deep breath, and exhaled swirling smoke.

As Song Yanzhi watched this woman smoking with such style and a touch of melancholy, his heart skipped a few beats.

"When did you learn to smoke?" I didn't even realize she smoked when we were dating.

Nanxia leaned back on the sofa, crossed her arms over her chest, took another breath, and smiled. It was a smile that came from the period after he broke up with her, a time when she was emotionally disoriented and on the verge of collapse.

Yet she had to pretend nothing was wrong and still see him every day.

During that time, he was particularly cold and indifferent to her, and sometimes even made sarcastic remarks.

It was only after enduring this prolonged torment that she learned to smoke.

Sometimes I really hate this man.

He must have never been sad or upset, right?

"These past two years, it's just been a lot of work pressure."

Nanxia flicked the ash into the ashtray, not wanting him to know how foolish she had been and how much she had been sad for him.

Now you won't even let her get close to other men? What, do you expect her to grow old alone for him?

She turned and gave the man a deep look. She needed to find out as soon as possible what evidence he had and how to win Ruifeng's case!

"What do you think you can do to win Ruifeng's case?" She suddenly leaned against his chest, her hand holding a cigarette gently stroking his chest as she asked with concern.

Outside the door, a woman passing by the door unexpectedly saw the two of them, and Nan Xia was leaning against Song Yanzhi's chest!

She was overjoyed.

She had been following them for so many days without catching them in any ambiguous behavior, but tonight she finally caught them!

Ding Li immediately took out her phone, turned off the flash and sound, and started secretly taking pictures of them.

"Hmph, once we give the photos to that guy surnamed Zhou, let's see if that bitch isn't kicked out. Song Yanzhi can't possibly leave, can she?"

She gave a smug, sinister smile, took several photos, and immediately left the private room.

Nan Xia and Song Yanzhi were seated at a distance from the entrance, so they didn't notice Ding Li taking photos.

"Why do you know so much?" Song Yanzhi turned to look at her. This woman had always said that she wanted him to lose two lawsuits.

He had to be wary of this woman who was full of bad intentions.

"Now we are both working for Ruifeng, and this group is one of our major clients, so of course I don't want you to lose the lawsuit."

"Just to be on the safe side, you'd better discuss it with me," Nan Xia said, trying to maintain good relations with a major client.

"No need, I can handle it myself." Song Yanzhi said, taking the half-smoked cigarette from her hand, taking a lazy drag, and exhaling a puff of smoke.

She looked at the wary man and frowned slightly... Don't force me to use my ultimate move!

He then smiled nonchalantly.

"Alright, if you're confident, then come on, drink this! Humph, it's so expensive and you still ordered two bottles. If you don't finish them, I'll punch a hole in your head and force it down your throat!"

Why not take the opportunity to get him drunk and then try asking him?

She immediately took the wine bottle and poured him half a glass.

"Just drinking isn't fun, how about we have an IQ contest?" Song Yanzhi turned to look at the woman, somewhat suspecting that she was trying to get him drunk.

Upon hearing that he wanted to compete with her in intelligence, Nan Xia's innate competitive spirit was immediately activated, and she chuckled.

How do we compare them?

"Play dice, lose once and drink three cups, three rounds to determine the winner, dare you?" He took two dice cups out from under the table and asked.

He never plays this game with others, thinking those people are too stupid and it's pointless.

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? Come on." Nan Xia didn't believe she was less intelligent than him, so she picked up the wine bottle and filled both of their glasses.

This is a great opportunity to get him drunk. This liquor is over 40% alcohol. After nine cups, even a cow would be lying on the ground!

In the first round, he said ladies first.

-

It was past 10 p.m. in Song Yanzhi's car.

Heavily drunk, Nan Xia hugged the headrest of the chair with both hands, her back to the scoundrel behind her, her cheeks bulging with anger.

Her eyes welled up with tears, but she forced them back.

It would be too embarrassing to cry.

She was utterly humiliated by that jerk tonight; three rounds, not a single win. It was so embarrassing!

Song Yanzhi, his handsome face radiating a striking charm, tried to conceal a smile as he tugged at her clothes from behind, unusually trying to coax her.

"Beg me, and I'll let you have it next time."

Is this what you call coaxing?

Nan Xia angrily slapped his hand away, "Get lost... Who asked you to give way?!"