The Beautiful CEO's Personal Mad Doctor

Everyone was stunned—everyone except Cheng Yuan!

They thought they had already overestimated Yan Liming’s connections and influence, but they had clearly still sold him short!

’Has Brother Liming really gotten this powerful?’

’Is President Gao really going to toast Brother Liming personally?’

Yan Liming was dumbfounded.

Gao Qingyuan was the top boss in Luocheng, and he only associated with the highest echelons of leadership!

Normally, it was a struggle for him just to get a meeting with Gao Qingyuan!

And now Gao Qingyuan was toasting *him*?

’What on earth is going on?’

’Am I hallucinating?’

Yan Liming secretly pinched his thigh. Ouch. It wasn’t a hallucination!

This was real!

This sudden wave of fortune sent a tremor of excitement through Yan Liming’s entire body.

’Could it be? Is being promoted to Deputy Director really this useful?’

’Does Gao Qingyuan have a use for me now?’

’That must be it. There’s no other explanation!’

Yan Liming took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. His arm, however, still trembled slightly as he raised his glass and clinked it against Gao Qingyuan’s.

"It’s an honor to be toasted by you, President Gao! If you need anything in the future, please don’t hesitate to ask. As long as it’s within my power, I will do everything I can to help!"

Gao Qingyuan smiled faintly. Yan Liming was one of Cheng Yuan’s people, so it was best to get on his good side if possible.

Gao Qingyuan turned, his face hardening as he looked at Gao Zhisheng and He Qiang. He snapped, "You two little bastards! Get over here and toast Mr. Yan! And which young lady did you offend earlier? You must get her forgiveness!"

The two froze for a second. ’Didn’t he say we were toasting a Mr. Cheng?’

’Why is Dad toasting this guy?’

Then, a realization dawned on them.

’At this dinner, Mr. Cheng isn’t in the seat of honor. Does that mean this Yan fellow ranks even higher than Mr. Cheng?’

’Perhaps ’Captain’ is just Yan Liming’s cover. He must have some incredible secret identity!’

A chill shot through them at the thought, and they began to tremble with fear.

The two found a pair of empty glasses, filled them with wine, and approached Yan Liming with the utmost respect.

"Captain Yan, we were out of line today. Here’s a toast to you! We’ll drain our glasses! You can drink as much or as little as you like."

With that, Gao Zhisheng and He Qiang raised their glasses and drained them in one gulp.

Yan Liming was practically floating on air. He felt like he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

’Eldest Young Master Gao, toasting me and admitting he was wrong?’

’How badass is that?’

Yan Liming returned the gesture by draining his own glass, then put on a serious air. "You shouldn’t be apologizing to me. You should be apologizing to my Yating!"

Cheng Yuan rubbed his temples, speechless. ’Yan Liming is really getting carried away with this borrowed authority. Does he really think he’s some big shot now?’

The others in the room looked at Yan Liming with near-worship. Eldest Young Master Gao had already admitted his mistake, but Brother Liming wasn’t letting them off the hook. ’He’s so incredible!’

The girls’ eyes were sparkling with admiration.

’Brother Liming is total boyfriend material!’

’So protective of his fiancée!’

’Yating is so lucky. She found such a wonderful man!’

Xiao Yating couldn’t describe her emotions. Her love for Yan Liming had reached its absolute zenith.

If Yan Liming were to make any advance on her right now, Xiao Yating would undoubtedly comply without a moment’s hesitation.

Unsure which girl He Qiang had offended, Gao Qingyuan and Gao Zhisheng both turned to look at him.

He Qiang gave Xiao Yating a pained smile before dropping to his knees with a THUD. He began slapping himself hard across the face with both hands, delivering more than a dozen stinging blows.

He Qiang had already been beaten badly, but now his entire face swelled up completely, turning into a pig’s head.

"Ma’am, I was completely in the wrong today. I’m willing to do anything to make it up to you! Please, ask for anything! As long as I can do it, I’ll give it my all!"

Xiao Yating stared coldly at He Qiang. "You hit me with a bottle earlier. Now I’m going to hit you with one. Sound fair?"

"Fair! Perfectly fair!"

Kneeling ramrod straight, He Qiang closed his eyes and braced himself for the bottle.

Xiao Yating didn’t hesitate. She grabbed an empty bottle and smashed it viciously against He Qiang’s head.

CRASH!

Blood trickled down He Qiang’s head, but he didn’t dare show an ounce of anger. Instead, he forced a smile that was uglier than a pained grimace. "Ma’am, do you feel better? If you’re still upset, you can hit me with another one!"

"That’s enough. We’ll leave it at that."

He Qiang let out a small sigh of relief. He had barely made it through.

He Qiang scanned the room, making a silent vow: from now on, he would give everyone in this room a wide berth, never daring to provoke any of them again.

To pave the way for his toast to Cheng Yuan, Gao Qingyuan toasted everyone else in the room first, finally making his way to Cheng Yuan.

"Sir, it’s a true honor to meet you. A toast to you. I’ll drink mine, but please, feel free to just have a sip."

With that, Gao Qingyuan drained his glass.

Cheng Yuan merely took a small sip before picking up his chopsticks and returning to his fish.

Everyone around him rolled their eyes.

’Who the hell does this Cheng Yuan think he is?’

’President Gao was just being polite, telling you to drink as you please, and you really just take a single sip?’

’Who do you think you are?’

’Is that fish really so delicious?’

’Why don’t you choke on a bone?’

But with Gao Qingyuan present, no one dared to voice their complaints.

Gao Zhisheng and He Qiang’s eyes lit up when they saw this. When his father (or in He Qiang’s case, godfather) had toasted the others, he had only taken a small sip. Only when toasting this man did he drain his glass.

’So this must be the Mr. Cheng!’

’But why isn’t Mr. Cheng in one of the main seats?’

’He must be hiding his identity.’

’Otherwise, why wouldn’t Dad (or my godfather) use his surname?’

The pair seared Cheng Yuan’s face into their memory, then stepped forward, respectfully raising their glasses.

"Sir, we were truly out of line today. We sincerely toast you as an apology! We’ll finish ours. Please, feel free."

With that, the two tilted their heads back and drained their wine glasses.

Cheng Yuan again just took a small sip and went back to eating his fish.

He had eaten the entire Immortal Fish, leaving the plate clean.

Cheng Yuan’s behavior might have seemed rude, but to Gao Qingyuan, Gao Zhisheng, and He Qiang, it was perfectly normal. After all, for a man of Mr. Cheng’s status, the fact that he even took a sip was a show of great respect to them.

The others, however, could no longer stand it.

’This Cheng Yuan is way too full of himself!’

’When President Gao, Eldest Young Master Gao, and He Qiang offered toasts, Brother Liming drained his glass every time. But you, Cheng Yuan, you just take a tiny sip!’

’You’re just riding on Brother Liming’s coattails!’

’Are you trying to act like you’re a bigger deal than Brother Liming?’

As soon as Gao Qingyuan left with the two young men, the others could no longer hold back and unleashed a verbal assault on Cheng Yuan.

"Cheng Yuan! You were so arrogant just now! President Gao offers you a toast and you just take a tiny sip? You should know that President Gao was only toasting you out of respect for Brother Liming! By doing that, you’re damaging the relationship between Brother Liming and President Gao! What are you trying to accomplish?"

"Cheng Yuan, was that Immortal Fish really so good? You couldn’t even stop eating when President Gao, Young Master Gao, and He Qiang were toasting you? You’ve completely disgraced us all!"

"Cheng Yuan, get over yourself! You’re nothing without Brother Liming! Do you really think President Gao would have toasted you if not for Brother Liming? Who do you think you’re fooling? Acting like you’re the most important one in the room!"