Chapter: 4361

Fei Xuebin heard this and his legs started trembling uncontrollably. Fei Shanhai's face turned pale white.

These wealthy people may love to drink a little bit, but their tolerance for liquor is limited.

It really opened up Fei Xuebin's appetite for drinking Baijiu. He could only stomach about seven or eight ounces of liquor.

And besides, this seven or eight ounces of liquor has to be sipped slowly to get the most out of it.

Only when he's in a good mood with three to five close friends can he enjoy drinking and chatting while drinking, feeling carefree and joyful, and truly able to drink to his heart's content.

If he really had to down the liquor quickly, he would only be able to stomach half a kilogram at most.

But this glass cup is already filled with six ounces...

Fei Xuebin anxiously pleaded, "Mr. Ye... my tolerance for liquor is limited. Three cups are really too much for me..."

Fei Shanhai also begged, "Young master... I haven't had a drop of liquor in ten years. This high-proof Baijiu is truly something I can't even drink one cup of..."

"Can't you drink it?" Ye Chen's eyes widened, his voice cold as he said, "Open your mouth, pour it in, and swallow it down. How can you not be able to drink it?"

As he spoke, Ye Chen stood up, his voice cold as ice: "Come on, pour the wine over, let me see how you two can't drink it. If you really can't drink it, I'll help you down it!"

The Fei family's hearts were about to stop.

Their liquor tolerance was indeed average, and just thinking about having to chug three cups of wine had them already wanting to gag and spit out their teeth.

But Ye Chen didn't give them any room to maneuver.

He glared at Fei Xuebin, his voice cold as he said, "What's taking so long? Haven't you started drinking yet? Do I need to pour the wine for you myself?"

Fei Xuebin gnawed on his back teeth, nervously approaching with a trembling hand and opening one of the bottles of Maotai.

Ye Chen arranged two glass cups side by side, then said, "Come on, fill these two cups up first!"

Fei Xuebin could only follow orders, filling two glass cups with white wine.

After the wine was poured, Ye Chen made a inviting gesture and said to the father-son duo: "Come, let's drink the first cup!"

Fei Shanhai looked at the transparent white wine and was shocked, his liver and gallbladder splitting in two, tremblingly saying: "Sir... I... I have high blood pressure... my sugar levels are always a bit high too... the doctor keeps reminding me not to drink alcohol... absolutely no drinking... you're pouring such a big cup, this is... this is going to be my death!"

Ye Chen waved his hand: "Don't listen to those doctors, common sense says that wine is nourishment for the soul, the more you drink, the younger you'll look. Look at you, over 70 years old and still looking young, it's because you don't drink much. Come, let's drink this cup first!"

Fei Shanhai cried out in a pitiful tone: "Sir... I... I really can't drink..."

Ye Chen's expression turned stern, coldly asking: "What's wrong? Is my face giving you trouble?"

After saying that, he pointed to Zhang Cuan kneeling beside him and coldly asked: "Do you believe I'll let him hold your mouth and force-feed three bottles down your throat right now?"

Zhang Cuan replied without hesitation: "Senior! As long as you can help me recover my cultivation, I'm willing to do anything!" JrNovels.com