"No, it's nothing."

Mo Xiaoran said a little timidly, directing her gaze towards the sofa.

Following Mo Xiaoran's gaze, Chu Ge looked down and was speechless again. He had been too focused on explaining and completely forgot to take his hand back.

He hastily withdrew his hand from Mo Xiaoran's, glancing over at Feifei. In his line of sight, Feifei was smiling mischievously, her round face showing a bit of schadenfreude. It was evident that she had realized long ago that if Chu Ge kept moving down, he would eventually touch Mo Xiaoran, but she hadn't pointed it out.

Faced with Feifei's prank, Chu Ge was completely speechless. Jokes should have limits; couldn't she mess with someone else instead of Mo Xiaoran?

However, he wouldn't really be angry with Feifei and couldn't help but attribute this incident to that so-called "Young Master Jiang."

If it weren't for Feifei's constant questions, would he have made such a mistake?

Suddenly, Chu Ge blinked and recalled a sentence he had vaguely heard that evening.

"Big Brother Jiang, are you okay?"

When he was preparing to pick up Shu Lulu from school and was tossing a young man in a black skull shirt onto the Bumblebee, a girl in the car seemed to have said this.

Could it be that this "Big Brother Jiang" is the same clueless "Young Master Jiang"?

With that thought, Chu Ge pondered for a moment and felt about ninety percent sure that this was the case.

"Vice Minister Chu, you know Xiaoran and I aren't outsiders. It's just the three of us here now. Won't you tell us, please?" At this moment, Feifei's pleading voice sounded in his ear again.

Meeting Feifei's hopeful and slightly coquettish gaze, Chu Ge smiled, "Alright, since you're sincerely asking, I'll be benevolent and tell you."

Feifei's eyes lit up instantly as she sat up straight, assuming an attentive listening posture.

"Actually, I'm not entirely sure, but when I was getting off work, I sort of gave some guy named 'Big Brother Jiang' a lesson. I guess that 'Young Master Jiang' might be him, right?"

"Geez, Chu Ge, you can't just bluff people like that. You mean to say, you beat up Young Master Jiang, and he's still eager to invite you out to dinner and to hang out? Did a donkey kick him in the head?"

Hearing this answer, Feifei was truly exasperated, giving Chu Ge a scolding glance, her face full of disbelief.

Faced with Feifei's amused look, Chu Ge rubbed his chin and earnestly nodded.

"You know, you might be onto something. Maybe a donkey really did kick his head, and it's structured differently from normal people?"

"Tch, if you don't want to talk, just don't. Why make up such a far-fetched story? Honestly, at this level of fibbing, you wouldn't even fool a simple girl like Xiaoran. Xiaoran, do you believe this?"

Chu Ge chuckled and turned his gaze to Mo Xiaoran.

Although Mo Xiaoran also found Chu Ge's story a bit far-fetched, she felt it was Chu Ge's little humor, so she couldn't help but smile a little and, to Feifei's surprise, nodded, "Well, it's possible, right?"

Feifei became even more frustrated, ruffling her hair as she gave Chu Ge a "fierce" look, "Chu Ge, look at you, you've only been at the company a few days, and you've already corrupted a girl as innocent as Xiaoran! I'm warning you, you're responsible for Xiaoran."

Chu Ge broke into a sweat. Mo Xiaoran clearly hadn't expected Feifei to say that and awkwardly twisted her fingers.

Facing Feifei, who shifted her gaze back to him, Chu Ge spread his hands and laughed, "Ah... Why is it nobody believes me even when I tell the truth these days? It's frustrating..."

"Oh, come on, if what you said is true, I'd dump my boyfriend tomorrow."

Chu Ge was stunned, "Whoa, why?"

"Dump him and pursue you instead!"

This time, Chu Ge was really taken aback, "No, please don't. You can't joke about that."

"What, am I embarrassing you by pursuing you? Besides, it's not like you..."

Before Feifei could finish, she suddenly realized that both Chu Ge and Mo Xiaoran were looking towards the door.

Chu Ge's face was full of helplessness, while Mo Xiaoran seemed a bit flustered. At the same time, the music that had been playing in the private room ceased abruptly.

Following the gaze of the two people towards the door, they saw a man wearing a black shirt, whose appearance was unclear due to the dim lighting, walking over with slightly hesitant steps.

On his black shirt, there was a pattern of a flaming skull, which became increasingly sinister and fierce as he approached.

The people who were sitting on the sofa instinctively stood up, unsure of what this person's background was or what his intentions were, since this was the most exclusive VIP room in Roman Holiday, not a place just anyone could enter.

As he walked a bit closer, his face finally became clear to everyone present.

"Jiang, Jiang, Young Master Jiang?"

Pan Changqing rubbed his eyes vigorously several times to make sure he wasn't seeing things, then mechanically stood up from the sofa, swallowed his saliva, and blurted out in surprise.

To everyone in the room except Chu Ge, Pan Changqing's shout of "Young Master Jiang" was like a thunderbolt out of the blue, making everyone's heart skip a beat. Those who were sitting on the sofa all stood up following this shout of "Young Master Jiang."

If Pan Changqing's shout of "Young Master Jiang" brought shock and unease to the people from Tianjiao Film and Television, then when those words reached Liu Weijiang's ears, he wished he could slap Pan Changqing aside.

This was exactly what he feared. Liu Weijiang did not want anyone to recognize his identity; he planned to escort Chu Ge out of the room and then quietly admit his mistake.

Now that this idiot had shouted it out loud, everyone knew he was Young Master Jiang. In this situation, if he were to try to escort Chu Ge out, it would appear even more insincere in his apology.

Despite Liu Weijiang's building frustration, he couldn't take it out on Pan Changqing, considering Chu Ge was still there. He initially ignored the idiot but then thought it wouldn't make sense if he didn't know who sold him out.

Keeping this in mind, Liu Weijiang turned his gaze to Pan Changqing, suppressing his anger, and in a relatively calm tone, asked, "You know me?"

Seeing Liu Weijiang ask, Pan Changqing hurriedly replied, flattered, "Yes, yes, Young Master Jiang, I'm Pan Changqing, currently working in the marketing department of Tianjiao Film and Television. My father is named Pan Wu, Pan as in Pan Jinlian, Wu as in Wu Dalang. He's a staff member in the First Division of Economic Inspection in your father's Bureau of Commerce. I have had the honor of seeing your heroic figure a few times, not sure if you have any impression of me?"

If it were any other setting, Pan Changqing's odd self-introduction would surely draw laughter. However, at this moment, everyone's minds were filled with complex emotions, anxious about what Liu Weijiang would do next, so no one spoke, merely all looking towards Liu Weijiang.

In this silence, Pan Changqing felt even more significant. Having drunk quite a lot, and rarely getting a chance to talk to Liu Weijiang, he continued to chatter like a lapdog, nodding and bowing, with a fawning look.

Unbeknownst to him, his words only fueled Liu Weijiang's anger further.

If Liu Weijiang still held a sliver of luck that these people might not know what kind of person "Young Master Jiang" was, Pan Changqing's mention of the Bureau of Commerce dashed that last sliver of hope entirely.

Just as Pan Changqing wished, not only did he make Liu Weijiang remember him thoroughly, but he also sold out his own father.

"Damn it, this idiot really is a freaking idiot! Did he take too many stupid pills? Or did he never graduate elementary school? The word 'admire' is used for the dead; isn't this moron cursing me to die?"

Liu Weijiang held back again and again, finally refraining from kicking Pan Changqing in the face, instead nodding in acknowledgement under Pan Changqing's expectant gaze.

Finally getting to speak with Liu Weijiang, Pan Changqing was delighted, feeling almost euphoric. Seeing Liu Weijiang walk past him with a stern face towards Chu Ge, he felt even happier.

"See, didn't I say it? How could this kid Chu Ge have any relationship with Young Master Jiang? Look at Young Master Jiang's face; it's clear he's about to deal with Chu Ge! Hahaha!"

Under the influence of alcohol, Pan Changqing slipped into his own imagined scenario, suddenly laughing aloud in the silence.

Compared to Pan Changqing, others were somewhat more rational; however, witnessing the arrival of "Young Master Jiang," and clearly aiming for Chu Ge, everyone felt a degree of unease.

At this moment, the only one who knew what Liu Weijiang wanted to do was Chu Ge himself.

Watching Liu Weijiang walk towards him step by step, Chu Ge felt rather helpless.

In fact, as long as Liu Weijiang didn't bother him again, Chu Ge didn't intend to hold a grudge against him.

Chu Ge didn't want to talk to Liu Weijiang in front of his colleagues, so he stood up from the sofa and said, "Young Master Jiang, right? Let's talk outside."

However, what Chu Ge didn't expect was that just a slight hint of impatience in his tone caused both Ji Songtao and others around him, and Liu Weijiang himself, to feel a palpable tension.

Ji Songtao and the others were full of shock. Although they already presumed there was some connection between Chu Ge and Young Master Jiang, they didn't expect him to speak to Young Master Jiang in such a tone.

As for Liu Weijiang, he felt apprehensive, subconsciously thinking Chu Ge was still brooding over the matter from earlier in the evening.

With this in mind, Liu Weijiang clenched his teeth, hardened his heart, and carelessly discarded any thoughts of face. Under everyone's watchful eyes, he suddenly bowed to Chu Ge.

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