Qin Shou's gaze subtly turned towards Lin Hai.

The chef, Lin, did not avoid it at all.

If the gaze of the two could be compared to a movie scene, it would definitely be described as having an intense spark and murderous intent confronting each other.

One, priding himself as a dignified big-eyed young master, feeling superior to others.

The other, a man with an ordinary appearance, ordinary dressing, and barely noticeable handsomeness.

Young Master Qin felt a slight tinge of surprise. Normally, those migrant workers, security guards, and lower-class people didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Even when they glanced at him, they were intimidated by an innate sense of superiority he believed he possessed.

But Lin Hai's gaze, besides being clear and slightly mocking, held no trace of fear.

Young Master Qin felt a bit disappointed and puzzled, wondering why this little migrant worker wasn't afraid of him?

Then, he thought darkly to himself, "I'll find a chance to make you wish you were dead."

"Let's eat."

Situ Mingyue's urgent voice interrupted the stare-down between the two.

The little foodie couldn't wait any longer, and letting a table of lavish dinner go cold would be a sin.

"Haha, let's eat."

Lin Hai casually shook his head and smiled. Qin Shou's gaze had disillusioned him.

He initially thought this might be a scheming Super Young Master.

But in the brief exchange of gazes, with his years of experience navigating the international Dark World, he could tell that Qin Shou was just a wealthy young lord who lived in better conditions than ordinary people.

Such a person was nothing in front of the real young lords of Yanjing.

One could distinctly feel that beneath his gaze, there was a hint of fear of being looked down upon... inferiority?

Raising a glass of Erguotou, Lin Hai smiled at Qin Shou and said, "Greetings, Young Master Qin, my name is Migrant Lin. I can see, Young Master Qin is a noble, and if I ever find myself without work in the future, I hope Young Master Qin can give me a meal."

There was a hint of disdain in Qin Shou's eyes, but he maintained a gentle demeanor on the surface, smiling softly, "No problem, my family's pharmaceutical company is indeed short of security guards. If you want, you can come to my company."

After saying this, he proudly glanced at Situ Mingyue, Lin Mengru, and Xue Meigui.

As if having a company to boast about was something worth showing off.

Xue Meigui frowned, thinking of how insignificant Qin Shou was in front of the Demon Young Master, who would only be humbly kneeling and kowtowing, yet now dared to show off in front of her.

"Come, Young Master Qin, bottoms up."

Lin Hai filled another glass with wine, and as he subtly moved his fingers, a few laxative pills silently dissolved into the cup and were handed over to Qin Shou.

Qin Shou took the glass smiling, but noticed Lin Hai's vaguely mocking, undisguised look.

He was startled. Could it be that something was wrong with the cup?

"Heh, trying to trick me?"

Qin Shou snickered inwardly. Although he didn't know what trick this little migrant worker was playing, since he couldn't even hide his expression, his little intrigue was inferior.

"Hehe, Brother Lin, I suddenly feel like I prefer your glass more. Let's swap, and I'll drink with you."

Having said that, Qin Shou swiftly took Lin Hai's glass.

"Sure, it's rare for Young Master Qin to think highly of me."

Lin Hai's smile grew even wider, shaking his head internally. He had deliberately made a mistake earlier to raise the other's alertness.

Based on his analysis of Qin Shou's face, this man certainly harbored much vigilance internally.

"Heh, switched the cups. Let's see what trick you can play now."

Qin Shou once more sneered at Lin Hai's intelligence inwardly.

However, he didn't realize that some people could drink two pounds of laxatives without any issues.

As a Supreme Strong whose muscles couldn't be pierced by common bullets, along with the body nourished by Lin Hai's special Gang Qi,

drinking another two pounds of laxatives would be as harmless as drinking plain water.

"Come, drink up." Qin Shou said, squinting his eyes and staring hard at Lin Hai.

Lin Hai downed the white liquor in one go.

"Refreshing." After drinking, Lin Hai wiped his lips and showed the empty cup, indicating he had finished.

Qin Shou stared for a long time, but he didn't notice any unusual expression on Lin Hai.

Had he really not tampered with the drink?

After waiting for two minutes, Lin Hai remained composed as usual.

"Young Master Qin, why not drink?" Lin Hai blinked his eyes.

"Oh, nothing, I just think Brother Lin is quite straightforward."

Qin Shou replied perfunctorily, dispelling his doubts.

Seems he had overthought it.

Indeed, how could such a migrant worker understand the art of scheming?

Raising his glass, Qin Shou relaxed and drank it in one go.

After drinking it down, aside from the spiciness of the Erguotou, there was no other sensation.

Qin Shou shook his head with a wry smile, realizing he had overestimated Lin Hai.

Beside him, Miss Bao glanced at the glasses and then at Lin Mengru not far away, suddenly hit by an idea.

Today, she intentionally brought Qin Shou here to show off her affection, aiming to dishearten Lin Mengru.

"Honey, I want to have an arm-in-arm drink with you."

Miss Bao exuded a seductive vibe, her eyes brimming with allure, as she wrapped her small arm around Qin Shou's suit-covered arm, eager to enclose his arm with her cleavage.

Qin Shou knew well what Miss Bao intended. The corner of his mouth curled into a slight smile, as he affectionately said, "We have to consider everyone's feelings, let's not."

"No, Honey, everyone is nice to me, they won't feel bad about it."

Miss Bao said this intentionally looking at Lin Mengru, adding with a mischievous smile, "Right, Mengru?"

Lin Mengru's expression was very unnatural, struggling to hide her sadness.

She couldn't understand why Qin Shou had become so different from the person she used to know.

Why are people so fickle?

Lin Hai watched coldly, unimpressed by their performance.

With acting skills at this level, they dared to live in the social world?

Shaking his head, Lin Hai suddenly stood up, wearing a harmless smile, picked up the Erguotou bottle, and filled two glasses, "Come, Miss Bao, Young Master Qin, your drinks are ready."

"This migrant worker is quite stupid, but this gesture really matches what I want. I won't need to torture him too much when making him die in the future." Qin Shou nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Migrant Lin." Miss Bao deliberately flirted by giving Lin Hai a look and then glanced provocatively at Lin Mengru.

Amidst Situ Mingyue's angry eyes, Lin Mengru lowering her head to avoid the scene, Xue Meigui's cold glance, and Lin Hai's imperceptible smile, Miss Bao and Qin Shou locked arms and drank arm-in-arm.

There's no denying that their faces really looked like a pair of adulterous man and woman.

"Ah, my stomach suddenly feels a bit uncomfortable, I'll be right back to use the restroom."

Lin Hai suddenly spoke up, quickly making his way to the room's toilet to secure his spot.

Meanwhile, Qin Shou and Miss Bao, who had just finished their arm-in-arm drink and were planning to mock Lin Mengru a bit more, were abruptly shocked.