Alex raised his hand toward Ethan Ye and loudly declared,"This is my good brother. Whoever takes good care of him tonight will be rewarded."
Henry He immediately echoed,"That's right. Whoever treats him well, the bonus is on me!"
The nearby models perked up.They sized up Ethan again. Despite being just a "bodyguard," he had a tall, upright build, sharp features, and an air of cold steel. Attractive in a dangerous way.
Two models rushed to him.
"Handsome, what's your name?""Have a drink with me?"
Ethan instantly caught the overwhelming perfume. One glance at their heavily made-up faces and drunken eyes told him everything. Artificial beauty, cheap charm, and questionable reputations. He silently wondered how many men had been in their arms tonight.
He was once a sovereign war god.Even high-born women failed to interest him, let alone this.
His stomach churned."Vice President Lin, I'll pass."
Alex waved casually."If you want to enjoy, then enjoy. Don't be polite with me."
Henry barked, "If you're a man, sit down!"
To maintain his undercover act and gain Alex's trust, Ethan endured.He sat stiffly as the models draped themselves over him.
Alex sipped his juice with satisfaction.Once upon a time, this unbeatable war god stood atop the world.Now he couldn't even refuse nightclub girls.
A pleasant sight.
Henry lifted his glass."Brother, cheers!"
Alex was ready to refuse, but Rachel Liu cut in sharply,"My boss has work early tomorrow. He isn't drinking."
Alex nodded obediently."She's right. Busy tomorrow. No drinking."
Henry groaned dramatically."You don't want women, now you won't drink? You're killing my reputation."
Alex pointed at Ethan."Then my brother Ye will drink with you in my place."
"Works for me!" Henry grinned. "Brother Ye, bottoms up."
Ethan hesitated."Vice President Lin, I can't. I have to drive."
Alex smiled."I'll drive. You drink. Don't ruin my brother's fun."
Ethan thought: I survived battlefields, what's alcohol?
He nodded.
The first glass burned.The second made his head light.Something was off — this wasn't normal liquor.
Meanwhile Alex asked silently,System, if I make a wish, who gets doubled?
[Ding. The system doubles the effect for the closest protagonist for face-slapping convenience.]
Perfect.
I wish to get drunk tonight with extreme excitement and restlessness.
[Ding. Wish granted.]
Ethan's vision blurred.His eyes reddened.He slammed down another glass and roared,
"Drink! Anyone who refuses is a coward!"
Henry laughed."Your brother has spirit!"
They drank red, white, and yellow liquor.Bottle after bottle emptied.
Soon Henry collapsed, clutching his stomach."I'm done. Drink… by yourself…"
Weak.
Ethan sneered."That's it? Too fragile."
The models squealed.
"So manly!""You're amazing!"
Ethan smirked, pride swelling."You haven't seen anything yet. I'm even more powerful in bed."
He grabbed both models tightly, hands wandering as they giggled and leaned in.
Rachel shot Alex a cold glare."Disgusting. Men are all the same."
Alex calmly sipped his juice."I didn't even drink."
Rachel ignored him, face sour.
The villain sat upright and clean.The war god was collapsing into depravity.
A beautiful reversal.
And Alex enjoyed every second.