The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 567 [Telepathy]

"Of course, that’s no problem. If you lose, you drink one, but if I lose, I drink three—is that fine?" Ye Chenfeng generously said.

"Gah!"

All three were startled, clearly not expecting Ye Chenfeng to be so magnanimous.

"Ye Chenfeng, you’re still a real man!" Lu Wanqing remarked.

Ye Chenfeng disagreed, "What do you mean ’still a man’? A real man is legitimately armed, okay? One shot and it definitely makes a hole!"

"Alright, stop the chatter. Let’s play the game!" Chu Qingxue said.

"I’ll go get the drinks!" Ye Chenfeng then went to fetch the liquor.

"Qingxue, watch how I get Ye Chenfeng drunk tonight. I’m going to take photos of him when he’s drunk. I’ll firmly grasp his weak spot and see how he dares to bully me in the future!" While Ye Chenfeng was away, Lu Wanqing confidently declared.

Chu Qingfei nodded happily, "Sister Wanqing, count me in. I want to see what brother looks like when he’s drunk!"

Chu Qingxue, however, was somewhat worried, "You two be careful not to end up getting drunk by Ye Chenfeng!"

"Qingxue, he has to drink three glasses at a time! I just don’t believe we can’t get him drunk!" Lu Wanqing said defiantly.

Jingde Villa had no shortage of liquor, and eventually, Ye Chenfeng picked out ten bottles of brandy.

If not mixed with juice or milk, brandy could be quite potent, especially with a strong aftereffect. If unaccustomed, perhaps four people might get drunk from just two bottles, not to mention a girl like Chu Qingxue.

However, thinking of getting Lu Wanqing drunk, Ye Chenfeng didn’t care and directly brought ten bottles.

Soon, Ye Chenfeng returned to the room with the drinks.

"What game shall we play? Do you guys have any suggestions?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

Since Lu Wanqing’s purpose tonight was to make Ye Chenfeng drunk, she was the first to suggest the "Guess the Toothpick" game.

The game is simple. Initially, the banker gets six toothpicks. Then the banker holds any number of toothpicks (from 0 to 6), and the other three have to guess the number of toothpicks in the banker’s hand (each of the three must guess a different number). If guessed correctly, the banker drinks three glasses, if not, the other three each drink one!

That means if Ye Chenfeng is the banker, he could end up drinking nine glasses if he loses! Lu Wanqing could hardly keep from bursting into laughter, since Ye Chenfeng had let them choose the game.

At first, this game might seem unfair to the other three, but on closer inspection, with a total toothpick count being small, the likelihood of the three guessing it is very high!

That’s how the game seemed fair.

Since Lu Wanqing wanted to trick Ye Chenfeng into drinking, she naturally pushed hard for Ye Chenfeng to be the banker. The other two had no objections.

The first round began immediately, and after some fiddling, Ye Chenfeng showed his tightly clenched right fist, his face wearing a guileless smile that was somehow unsettling.

The other three included two masters of psychological warfare, especially Lu Wanqing who had studied psychology in college. Chu Qingxue too, had spent many years in the business world, deeply versed in psychology.

Yet, Ye Chenfeng’s smile was so peculiar, it gave off an enigmatic vibe.

"0!"

Chu Qingxue didn’t overthink and blurted it out.

As for Lu Wanqing and Chu Qingfei, after some thought and exchanging glances, they simultaneously said, "6!"

Chu Qingfei somewhat reproachfully glanced at Lu Wanqing, "Oh, playing it clean and you thought the same as me. Oh well, I guess I’ll pick 5 then!"

In Chu Qingfei’s view, there was no doubt Ye Chenfeng had six toothpicks, since Lu Wanqing had already chosen 6, so she might as well pick any number.

"Alright, time to reveal the answer!" Chu Qingfei gave Ye Chenfeng a flirtatious look. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Ye Chenfeng shuddered a bit and slowly unfolded his fist.

But the next moment, both of them were stunned. Ye Chenfeng’s hand was completely empty, not even a toothpick!

Chu Qingxue had guessed right. Based on her intuition, she knew from Ye Chenfeng’s dejected expression that he had nothing, without even needing to think!

To hesitate is to invite chaos; sometimes, overthinking is not a good thing!

Chu Qingfei and Lu Wanqing were guilty of overthinking!

"Drink, nine cups!" Lu Wanqing and Chu Qingfei shouted.

"Glug! ..."

Instantly, nine cups of brandy were downed as if they were soft drinks, although a firestorm erupted, making Ye Chenfeng’s face turn slightly red.

The other three were shocked, as Ye Chenfeng, having swallowed nine cups of brandy, acted as if nothing had happened.

Lu Wanqing was slightly disappointed, having thought that after nine cups, Ye Chenfeng would collapse drunk on the floor.

It seemed this guy could hold his liquor. Let’s see if he can still manage another round.

However, in the second round, Chu Qingxue and her team were struggling because Ye Chenfeng’s actions and expressions were exactly the same as before, leaving no trace of a flaw on him.

Ye Chenfeng forcefully suppressed his laughter: Let’s see if you dare to choose like the last round.

Now Chu Qingxue was also troubled, as for Lu Wanqing, she became even more conflicted—Ye Chenfeng was really a master performer, now it was all up to guessing.

"0, 6, 3!" Ultimately, the three exchanged looks and chose two extreme numbers and one in the middle.

Given Ye Chenfeng’s character, the likelihood of choosing zero again was high, not excluding the possibility of him choosing the numbers Lu Wanqing and the others had chosen last round. But here was the problem, thinking inversely, everyone thought Ye Chenfeng would choose 0, which subconsciously fell into a trap, so Lu Wanqing and Chu Qingfei chose 3 and 6, but Chu Qingxue still insisted on choosing 0!

"0!"

Sure enough, the moment Ye Chenfeng opened his hand, it was still empty!

The other three were surprised. Why did Ye Chenfeng choose 0 again? Does he have a special affection for 0? And why did Chu Qingxue guess right again?

Chu Qingfei looked strangely at the two, thinking: Could it be that they have telepathy? The thought gave Chu Qingfei quite a shock.

Nine more cups were swallowed, and a surge of heat arose, Ye Chenfeng’s face turning redder than before. But aside from the overwhelming smell of alcohol, Ye Chenfeng was fine.

"Gah!"

The three were stunned again. How could Ye Chenfeng have downed eighteen cups and still be unaffected?

Could this not be brandy, but a soft drink?

Curious, Lu Wanqing took a sip from the glass. The bitter taste shot straight to her brain, instantly causing Lu Wanqing’s eyebrows to knot.

It was indeed real brandy, but why wasn’t Ye Chenfeng drunk after eighteen cups? This was something Lu Wanqing and the others couldn’t figure out.

I don’t believe it, let’s see if you can drink another nine cups! Lu Wanqing really didn’t believe it anymore.

The third round began!

In fact, this round was not about guessing how many toothpicks Ye Chenfeng held, but rather guessing whether Ye Chenfeng would again hold zero!

"0!"