Divine Doctor's Harem



As Yan Guoqiang spoke, his gaze remained fixed on Wang Chao.

Having extensive experience and being different from Yan Feipeng, who was easily swayed by appearances, Yan Guoqiang had a different focus.

Since Wang Chao entered the room, all his attention had been on him, trying to see through him completely.

But it was futile.

No matter how he looked, he couldn't see through Wang Chao!

It was as if Wang Chao was shrouded in a thick layer of glass, making it impossible to see clearly.

This discovery made Yan Guoqiang pay even more attention to Wang Chao.

Having fought battles and faced numerous enemy war gods in foreign battles, he had gained extensive knowledge and developed keen eyes.

With his level of cultivation, he could see through the true and false of opponents below the level of an eight-star war god at a glance.

Now that he couldn't see through Wang Chao, it could only mean one thing—Wang Chao's strength was above that of an eight-star war god, formidable and unfathomable!

Moreover, Wang Chao achieved such accomplishments at such a young age, which was incredibly astonishing. Either he was a martial arts genius or there was an immensely powerful force backing him.

Therefore, Yan Guoqiang was eager to learn more about Wang Chao.

"Grandpa Yan, let me introduce him," Shen Bing stood up before Shen Tianhuan could respond and smiled. "This is Wang Chao, my boyfriend, currently serving as the head of the Security Department at Dan Feng Group."

"Wang Chao, quickly toast Grandpa Yan," she said, letting go of Wang Chao's hand and giving his shoulder a slight push.

Wang Chao stood up, poured a glass of liquor, and said to Yan Guoqiang, "Old Master, I toast to you."

With that, he downed the glass in one gulp.

Shen Tianhuan frowned slightly, not understanding what exactly Shen Bing and Wang Chao were up to.

When did they become boyfriend and girlfriend? How did he not know about it?

"Boyfriend?" Yan Feipeng's eyes locked onto Wang Chao after hearing Shen Bing's introduction, filled with envy and jealousy.

To be Shen Bing's boyfriend, how fortunate that would be?

Especially in the morning and at night, witnessing Shen Bing waking up—surely it would be the happiest and most blissful thing in the world!

However, it wasn't him who had that opportunity, which filled him with jealousy. He wished to immediately push Wang Chao aside and take his place as Shen Bing's boyfriend.

"The head of the Security Department?" Yan Guoqiang was taken aback.

He had thought that Wang Chao might be a young master from some prestigious family, but it turned out he was only the head of the Security Department?

"Yes, I've been promoted to the head of the Security Department thanks to President Shen not despising me," Wang Chao replied.

"President Shen? I've told you hundreds of times, call me Bingbing," Shen Bing glared at Wang Chao and said, "You misspoke, so punish yourself with a drink."

"Alright, alright, I'll do as you say," Wang Chao indulgently looked at Shen Bing and poured another glass of liquor, downing it in one gulp.

"That's more like it, but since we were late, shouldn't my boyfriend take three drinks on my behalf and apologize to Old Master Yan?" Shen Bing said.

Wang Chao frowned.

Was Shen Bing acting strange today or had she taken the wrong medication? Why did she insist on him drinking?

Although he was puzzled, he cooperated with Shen Bing's performance, pouring three glasses of liquor and saying to Yan Guoqiang, "Old Master Yan, we were late, so I'll punish myself with three drinks. Please don't mind."

With that, he downed the three glasses of liquor in succession.

Standing to the side, Shen Bing kept her eyes fixed on Wang Chao's face.

Wang Chao drank five glasses of liquor in one breath, showing no signs of blushing, gasping for breath, or even coughing. His complexion remained unchanged.

Seeing this, Shen Bing felt a trace of disappointment.

It seemed that this small amount of liquor was not enough to get Wang Chao drunk; she needed to increase the quantity!

As Shen Bing asked Yan Guoqiang for his opinion on her boyfriend, Yan Feipeng couldn't help but speak first, his gaze disdainfully fixed on Wang Chao. "So, you're just a head of security, which means you're a security guard?"

"Yes, I'm just a security guard," Wang Chao nodded.

"Heh, I thought you were some kind of hero or brave warrior, turns out you're just a security guard. In our circle, security guards are nothing more than watchdogs," Yan Feipeng sneered.

Shen Bing's expression darkened upon hearing this.

This guy was clearly belittling Wang Chao!

Her eyes turned ice-cold, and she poured herself a glass of liquor, holding it in her hand.

Reacting swiftly, Wang Chao grabbed her hand, smiling as he said, "Young Master Yan is just joking, don't get angry."

With that, he snatched the glass from Shen Bing's hand.

Knowing Shen Bing well, if he hadn't stopped her in time, she might have thrown the glass of liquor at Yan Feipeng.

The Yan family was a prominent aristocratic family, far more powerful than the Shen family. They were a true behemoth.

If Shen Bing acted rashly and offended the Yan family, it would be troublesome.

He wanted to support Shen Bing, but he did not desire to offend too many aristocratic families.

Because that would attract numerous enemies and handling them would be particularly troublesome.

After having the glass taken away, Shen Bing understood that she had acted a bit out of line. However, she still glared at Wang Chao, her expression seeming to question him: Why did you snatch my glass?

She liked Wang Chao, liked him to the point where she wanted to conquer him at all times, considering him the best man in the world.

But when Yan Feipeng called Wang Chao a dog, it crossed her bottom line, making her angry and wishing to slap Yan Feipeng immediately.

"Alright, be generous and do not get angry," Wang Chao gently patted Shen Bing's back, signaling her to calm down. Then he turned to Yan Feipeng and said, "Young Master Yan was just joking. In work, there is no distinction of dignity or inferiority; it's all for the sake of making a living."

"You are wrong. People themselves are divided into different classes, and naturally, jobs are as well. Occupations like security guards and migrant workers are considered lowly jobs," Yan Feipeng said.

His voice was cold, aloof, and carried a natural sense of superiority.

Before Wang Chao could respond, Shen Bing angrily questioned, "Yan Feipeng, what gives you the right to look down on migrant workers and security guards?"

Seeing Shen Bing challenge him for Wang Chao, Yan Feipeng grew even more jealous and uttered in a cold voice, "Migrant workers come from humble backgrounds, lowly and insignificant like ants!"

"They toil from dawn to dusk, eating pig feed, doing the most exhausting work in the world, all for the meager amount of money we generously give them. Isn't that lowly?"

"And security guards are nothing more than watchdogs for our prestigious families. We beckon, and they come wagging their tails, trying to please us."

"Sometimes, when we tell security guards to bite someone, they'll go and bite that person."

"Such a profession, aren't they just dogs?"

"And dogs, aren't they the lowest of the low?"