163: Chapter 163: Dare to Flirt with Our Sister-in-Law 163: Chapter 163: Dare to Flirt with Our Sister-in-Law When Gao Qi and a few others arrived, they saw a bunch of guys calling someone “Brother Fan” non-stop, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
“Damn, frickin’ hell, over a hundred people—could they all be here for a meal courtesy of Zhang Fan?”
“Fanzi, did you really win five million?” Gao Qi was probably the one who knew Zhang Fan the best.
Growing up in the same pants, he was extremely familiar with Zhang Fan’s family situation.
With only a few thousand bucks in Uncle Zhang’s monthly salary, would that be enough for a meal here?
Zhang Fan shook his head: “Today, just eat your fill.
I’ve made a bit of money recently.
After so many years as brothers, we haven’t really treated ourselves to a decent meal.”
Gao Qi chuckled and made himself comfortable without any reservation.
“This one, this one, and this one, I’ll take one of each.” Gao Qi didn’t hold back; he knew what kind of person Zhang Fan was.
Since the invitation was to eat without restraint, he had nothing to worry about.
More than twenty ladies came up in a measured pace, looking at the menus in a fluster.
“One bottle of ’82 Lafite per table.
Bring it over when the meal has wound down, and reserve two tables while you’re at it,” Zhang Fan said.
Upon hearing this, Gao Qi’s eyes turned red.
“Damn, Brother Fan, ’82 Lafite?” Gao Qi exclaimed excitedly.
“If that’s not enough, we’ll get more.
Let’s have a good drink today,” Zhang Fan replied with a hearty laugh.
Truth be told, he had never really had a proper drink with Gao Qi before.
The two had been like brothers since childhood—closer than real brothers—fighting, skipping school, dining and dashing, and getting chased together.
Thinking about all this, Zhang Fan couldn’t help but become sentimental.
Not long after, the gang from the Inspection Department rushed over as well.
“Teacher Zhang, do we have Lafite today?” A few burly men immediately surrounded him, their eyes practically glowing.
“Damn, Teacher Zhang?” Both the people in the live stream and those around were stunned.
This bunch of guys, some of them nearly thirty, calling him Teacher Zhang?
What on earth had Zhang Fan been up to?
Especially those mature-looking ladies…
damn, top grade indeed.
“Yes, I’ve reserved two tables for you, one bottle per table,” Zhang Fan replied and then looked puzzled, “Why haven’t I seen Sister Yanran today?”
“Team leader Ye, she didn’t come to work today.
Seems like she’s sick!” Lin Qing said.
Zhang Fan’s eyes widened.
That can’t be possible.
I just got home, and I didn’t see her there!”
Zhang Fan quickly took out his phone and called Ye Yanran.
“You’re sick?” Zhang Fan asked.
“Exhausted from working out, feeling weak all over.
I’m at home getting a massage from Butler Fu.”
Why didn’t you call me?
You’ve experienced my hands before, Butler Fu definitely can’t match up to me,” Zhang Fan said with a mischievous smile.
Ye Yanran roared and then hung up the phone.
Zhang Fan’s eardrums nearly burst.
That tigress must have learned the Lion Roar Technique.
Soon, the wait staff rushed over with the red wine and dishes in a flurry.
Without any reserve, the crowd began to feast heartily.
Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan each opted for a glass of wine.
Seeing their rosy cheeks, Zhang Fan couldn’t help himself and reached out to pinch them.
The lingering warmth from the alcohol surfaced on their faces, warm and incredibly supple, tempting Zhang Fan to keep touching.
“Stop it, get your hand off me, there are so many people here,” Ye Xuan said with a light spit, her cheeks rosy as jade, slapping away Zhang Fan’s “salty pig hand” while she sipped a bit of Lafite from her glass.
“Hehe, it’ll be fine when there are fewer people, right?” Zhang Fan snickered, and then his “salty pig hand” moved towards Zhang Xiaoyuan.
Zhang Xiaoyuan didn’t dodge, but leaned fully against Zhang Fan, ripples dancing in her eyes like the spring water.
Ye Xuan couldn’t stand it and pounced forward, pinching Zhang Xiaoyuan’s face: “Have you no shame?”
Zhang Xiaoyuan shot back teasingly: “How am I shameless?
I’m just leaning on my Brother Fan, what’s it to you?”
Wang Dong felt like his head was being bombarded with a barrage of -999 critical strike damage.
Damn it, stop flaunting your love in front of a single dog like me.
And to top it off, the target of the affection was the goddess in all the male students’ hearts.
Even as he harbored a secret crush on Ye Xuan, jealousy was swelling in Wang Dong’s heart, even if Zhang Fan was his brother.
“Brother Fan, please show some mercy.
I’ve had a crush on Goddess Ye Xuan for many years,” two guys nearby almost wept as they spoke.
“Cough, cough, I’ll be more careful next time,” Zhang Fan said solemnly, breaking up the skirmish.
“Thank you, brothers and sisters, for gracing this event with your presence.
I, Zhang Fan, will go first,” he said, downing half a glass of red wine.
Immediately, everyone else stood up.
“Long live Brother Fan!”
“Teacher Zhang is mighty!”
The thunderous voices rose like a heavy thunderstorm in the hotel, attracting strange glances from both the upper and lower floors.
Damn it, why on earth did Zhang Fan invite so many people for a meal?
However, in a luxurious private room on the fifth floor, three men and two women looked somewhat displeased.
Can’t even eat in peace.
I want to see who’s causing a ruckus,” a young man grumbled as he stood up and headed downstairs.
“Brother Fan, a toast to you,” a pretty girl came over, her face flushed with shyness.
Zhang Fan also stood up, clinking glasses with the girl.
“Brother Fan, do you have a girlfriend?
If not, could you consider me?” the girl whispered by his ear, her breath hot.
Hot breath hit Zhang Fan’s ear.
“Hmph, don’t even think about it, I’m Zhang Fan’s girlfriend,” Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan’s eyes flashed with killing intent, guarding him like little animals protective of their food, glaring deathly at the girl.
What a lovely girl, damn, how did I not realize our city had such top-grade beauties?”
Instantly, all eyes were drawn their way.
Killing intent began to emerge silently.
Fuck, daring to hit on our Brother Fan’s woman right in front of him, are you looking for death?