Got the Offer, but It's from Fangchu

Xu Mu and Miao He had been sitting on this side all along, but Xu Mu had already opened his senses to peer inside the distant villa.

He didn’t know what the others were talking about until Fang Chu took out a sprig of Spring Night Grass from his person.

Seeing Fang Chu’s lecherous grin, Xu Mu immediately guessed what those people were up to.

“Be careful later. They haven’t come over yet; maybe they’re still figuring out how to deal with you.”

Xu Mu gave Miao He a heads-up in advance.

“Relax, them? Just them?”

Miao He’s face was full of nonchalance.

“You still need to be cautious.”

Xu Mu felt that Miao He was a bit too naive. Usually, women like her tended to get the short end of the stick.

Especially this time, with the male lead involved.

If Xu Mu’s guess was right, according to the storyline, Miao He was probably going to suffer a big loss here.

Eventually, she would be completely controlled by Fang Chu.

With so many people around, Xu Mu couldn’t sneak in to eavesdrop.

But he could use his senses to find out where they hid the Spring Night Grass.

When they came over, all he needed to do was stop Miao He from coming into contact with it.

He kept scanning the villa in the distance with his senses, then shook his head slightly.

He hadn’t expected them to use this method. An ordinary person would really have no way to defend against it.

Before long, Chai Wang arrived with Fang Chu and Zhao Pinglu.

Chai Wang chatted with the many businessmen around, while Zhao Pinglu and Fang Chu approached Miao He’s table together.

“Miss, I’m back. Sorry if I was rude earlier. Didn’t expect you to prefer baijiu over red wine.”

As Fang Chu spoke, the security guards carried over a box.

They crouched down and unpacked all the Maotai bottles from the box.

In the end, they had brought out over ten bottles of Maotai.

“Second brother, I know what you want to ask. I admit we’ve had our differences, but after all, we’re family.”

Zhao Pinglu smiled and said, “Last time, the boss and I did find a powerful Gu insect.”

Upon hearing this, Miao He’s eyes widened.

There was some strange connection between Gu insects.

The last time Miao He met the boss of the Zang Ai family, she clearly felt the Gu insect on her body tremble.

The feeling was like a mouse encountering a cat.

Miao He was certain that their family’s boss had come into contact with a powerful Gu insect.

She had asked the patriarch Wang Liaoai, who also admitted to having witnessed it.

But he didn’t tell Miao He where it was. He only said that the Gu insect was too dangerous and might cost Miao He her life.

Still, Miao He was very confident in herself. She was sure she could tame that Gu insect.

She tried all sorts of tactics, soft and hard, even threatening that if he didn’t tell her, she would leave the Zang Ai family.

Yet even so, the patriarch refused to reveal anything.

That’s when Miao He remembered Zhao Pinglu. She recalled that last time, he had left together with the patriarch.

That was exactly why she came to find Zhao Pinglu this time. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have bothered.

“The boss and I went out together and indeed saw the Gu insect,” Zhao Pinglu said with a smile.

“Where?”

Miao He asked urgently.

“The boss told me not to say a word.”

As Zhao Pinglu spoke, he grabbed a bottle of Maotai from the side, opened it, and poured it straight into the tall glasses on the table.

He filled three glasses in total, then picked one up and handed it to Miao He.

Miao He hesitated for a moment but still accepted it.

Fang Chu was right—compared to red wine, she really did prefer white spirits.

She liked that sharp, spicy kick as it slid down her throat.

“How are you going to tell me?” Miao He asked, staring at Zhao Pinglu.

“First, drink up. I’ve heard you can really hold your liquor. Cheers!”

Before Zhao Pinglu finished, he tilted his head back and downed the glass in one gulp.

“Beautiful lady, I’ll drink to you first,” Fang Chu said, raising his glass and knocking it back in one.

Seeing the two of them drink, Miao He followed suit.

But she didn’t finish hers in one go; she took a small sip first.

Feeling the changes in her body caused by the insect inside, and realizing there were no issues, she then drained the glass.

The spicy sensation on her tongue lifted her spirits.

Then it hit her—could it be that her unique constitution had already given her a warning?

“Good! You’ve got a strong stomach! For most women, this one glass would have been too much.”

Zhao Pinglu poured everyone another round, noticing the first bottle of Maotai was empty. He stood up to grab another bottle.

At that moment, Xu Mu stood and said, “Let me handle this.”

He crouched down and carefully examined the bottles of Maotai.

Sure enough, he found one with a tiny scratch on the red cap.

No normal person would have noticed it.

He had just witnessed Fang Chu use a needle to pierce the bottle.

Then, the wine was poured into a bowl and soaked with spring night grass for a few minutes.

After that, Fang Chu used a syringe to inject the white liquor back through the tiny hole and sealed the cap with white glass glue.

Spring night grass is colorless and tasteless. The enhanced version Xu Mu made last time had a different color because it included other rare medicinal ingredients.

No beating around the bush—Fang Chu was a real schemer, using all these dirty tricks.

Xu Mu subtly released his Qi, condensing it at his fingertips.

He used his fingernail to scratch an identical mark on another bottle.

Then he opened his storage space and secretly stashed away the Maotai infused with spring night grass.

After that, he placed two fresh bottles on the table.

Xu Mu was about to pour the wine but was stopped by Fang Chu, who said, “I’ll do it!”

Fang Chu carefully inspected the caps of the two bottles and, seeing no scratches, drank with ease.

Zhao Pinglu laughed and said, “Number two, I have to admit, I envy you. So young and already at this level.”

Miao He was getting into the spirit too. “Just luck,” she said.

“Luck is strength! Drink up!”

Zhao Pinglu downed his glass again.

Miao He followed suit.

After a few rounds, the two bottles on the table were emptied.

Xu Mu placed two more bottles on the table, then stood behind Miao He.

Fang Chu glanced at the bottles and then at Zhao Pinglu.

At that moment, Zhao Pinglu also noticed the scratches on the bottle. He immediately stood up and opened a bottle without any scratches first.

“Number Two, it was all my fault before. I apologize to you!”

Zhao Pinglu poured himself a full glass, then downed it in one gulp.

Then, he poured himself another full glass and drank it all again.

“Alright, drinking should be done together.”

Fang Chu smiled and stood up. He poured a full glass for Zhao Pinglu first, then filled his own glass.

When it came to Miao He’s glass, he found it was empty.

So, he opened the scratched bottle and topped up Miao He’s cup.

Xu Mu had been observing the whole time. He couldn’t help but admit that Fang Chu and Zhao Pinglu worked very well together.

Unfortunately, the scratched bottle still contained normal liquor.

“Number Three, no matter what, we’re family,” Miao He raised his glass.

“To family!”

Zhao Pinglu and Fang Chu raised their glasses in response.

The three of them drank it down in one go.

If it weren’t for Xu Mu’s timely intervention, Miao He would have been caught today.

Fang Chu and Zhao Pinglu exchanged a knowing smile when they saw Miao He drink it.

It worked!

Fang Chu picked up the scratched bottle again and refilled Miao He’s glass.

Just as he was about to pour himself a drink, he deliberately dropped the bottle onto the table, and it rolled onto the floor.

“Hahaha! Old Fang, you’re drunk!”

Zhao Pinglu waved at Xu Mu, “What are you waiting for? Get the liquor!”

Xu Mu immediately turned around, took out some medicinal liquor from his storage, opened it, and quickly filled Fang Chu’s glass.