Inflamed Man
"Uh... you're already sisters!" Shen Wuxiao laughed.
"Wow, husband, you're amazing!"
They swelled with pride.
As if they were saying, See that? Look how strong my husband is!
After all, this was a different occasion.
Shen Wuxiao chatted with them for a while before hanging up.
He would video call them again when he got back. He still wanted them to strip... treat him.
Shen Wuxiao took out that Trial Product pill, crushed some of it, and tossed it into the wine.
Then he handed the wine to the server, Xiao Qi!
"Hua Shengjie!" Shen Wuxiao said a name, and Xiao Qi set off.
The people at the venue were still chatting amongst themselves.
No one sensed anything amiss.
Fourth Brother had returned as well, clutching a towel and wiping his hands.
The moment he came back, he nodded at Shen Wuxiao.
Shen Wuxiao merely smiled faintly and looked elsewhere.
Xiao Qi was a professional.
She waited over there.
After a while, Hua Shengjie came out.
He was dressed very formally today.
As he emerged, he kept inhaling and exhaling. Clearly, it was time for him to show off again.
Showing off was very important to him.
Before, he had always forced himself to put on airs.
Today was different.
He had rehearsed his lines countless times in his head.
He imagined stunning everyone present when he took the stage.
He was still very confident in his eloquence.
With a smile on his face, a calm tone, and measured manners, he would surely win everyone's applause.
Today was indeed important.
"Young Master, wet your throat. All the guests are looking forward to your speech."
Xiao Qi held a tray, her voice exceedingly gentle.
A man like Hua Shengjie, who loved putting on airs, immediately beamed at such flattery.