The Amazing Son-in-Law [The Charismatic Charlie Wade] (Chinese name) Chapter: 7256 - 7257

charlie brought Song Ruyu to the door of the hotel room. Just as they were about to enter, the door to the presidential suite at the end of the corridor suddenly opened. Tawana stepped out and, spotting charlie, exclaimed in surprise, “Mr. Ye, I was just looking for you.”

As she spoke, she noticed Song Ruyu standing beside charlie, dressed in black. Tawana was immediately struck by the woman’s unique aura and stunned by her beauty.

She couldn’t help but wonder why charlie had brought a woman back to his room so late at night. Was he having an affair? Or had he brought in some escort?

charlie, unfazed, said calmly, “Tawana, let me introduce you. This is Miss Song, my assistant.”

Song Ruyu looked at Tawana with delight and greeted her politely, “Hello, Miss Sweet, I’m a fan of yours!”

Tawana nodded with a polite smile, stepped forward to shake hands with Song Ruyu, and said, “Hello, Miss Song. Nice to meet you.”

Still, confusion lingered in her mind. charlie’s role as her Feng Shui consultant was mostly for show—why would he need an assistant?

Not wanting to offer further explanation, charlie simply opened the door and said to Song Ruyu, “Miss Song, the suite to the left of the living room is yours. Please, go ahead.”

Song Ruyu nodded respectfully. “Yes, Mr. Ye.”

She then turned to Tawana and added, “Miss Sweet, I’ll head in first. If you need anything, feel free to speak with Mr. Ye.”

Only after hearing charlie mention the separate suite did Tawana finally feel reassured. If there were truly anything improper between them, she knew charlie wouldn’t pretend otherwise.

Once Song Ruyu entered, charlie turned to Tawana and asked, “What did you want to talk about?”

“Ah… well, yes… and no…” Tawana stammered, suddenly flustered.

She truly had no romantic connection with charlie. She simply found the night too long and couldn’t fall asleep, so she thought chatting with charlie might help build their relationship.

charlie looked puzzled and asked, “So is there something wrong or not?”

Tawana glanced down at her toes awkwardly and stammered, “It’s nothing really. I just have a bit of insomnia and wanted to have a drink with you, Mr. Ye.”

charlie nodded. “Alright, let’s go inside and have a couple of drinks.”

“Really?” Tawana brightened and quickly asked, “I won’t be disturbing your rest, will I?”

charlie waved his hand. “Not at all. Come in. I was just thinking of inviting Miss Song for a drink too. She’s probably tired from the trip and could use one.”

As he spoke, charlie opened the door and welcomed Tawana in.

Tawana had initially hoped for a quiet drink alone with charlie, but she hadn’t expected another guest. Still, seeing how calm charlie was, she felt that both she and Miss Song probably meant the same to him—nothing special.

She followed charlie into the room. He invited her to sit on the sofa in the living room, then walked over to the small bar nearby. The hotel had stocked it with a wide selection of drinks. charlie asked, “What would you like to drink?”

“Red wine,” Tawana blurted out.

charlie nodded, took out a bottle of red wine, uncorked it, and said, “I still prefer Chinese white liquor.”

As he spoke, he retrieved a bottle of premium Moutai from the bar.

Then he called out in a normal voice, “Miss Song, come join us for a drink.”

Tawana smiled and said, “Mr. Ye, your voice is too soft—Miss Song probably can’t hear you. The hotel’s walls and doors are very soundproof.”

As they were speaking, the door to one of the bedrooms opened, and Song Ruyu stepped out, saying shyly, “Mr. Ye, I’ve never had alcohol before…”

charlie asked in surprise, “You’ve never had a drink in your life?”

Song Ruyu nodded cautiously and replied with a hint of embarrassment, “My father always said that alcohol clouds the mind, weakens judgment, and hinders one’s cultivation…”

She originally wanted to say it interfered with her training, but with Tawana present, she held back from speaking too directly.

charlie understood her meaning and smiled. “Sometimes, as you said, alcohol can have a negative effect—it can cloud judgment and slow the mind. But at times, it also helps people relax, feel joy, and even spark inspiration. Mental fatigue often can’t be relieved by physical rest alone. A few drinks can sometimes do the trick.”

As he spoke, he poured one glass of red wine and two glasses of white liquor. He handed the red wine to Tawana and one of the white wine glasses to Song Ruyu, saying with a smile, “Alcohol is a kind of energy, but compared to you, its power is minimal. Don’t resist it—just let it flow through your body naturally.”

From the moment charlie met Song Ruyu, he could tell she had never lived a normal life.

She was cold, ruthless, and could kill without hesitation, treating human life as disposable—practically a professional assassin raised from childhood.

The Song family had also burdened her heavily, expecting her to bring honor and prosperity to the clan.

Raised under such pressure, Song Ruyu lacked ordinary emotions and desires. Though she now appeared obedient, if she remained in this emotionless state, she would be nothing more than a weapon molded by others.

But charlie didn’t need someone to kill for him.

What he needed were companions who shared his vision.

He wanted to free Song Ruyu from the psychological chains that had bound her since childhood.

So, charlie raised the wine glass in his hand, gave it a small shake toward the two of them, and said with a smile, “Let’s start with a toast—just a gesture of respect.”

With that, he downed the entire glass in one go.

Tawana took a sip of the red wine. Though it wasn’t as refined as the top-tier wines she was accustomed to, she still followed charlie’s example and finished it in one gulp.

Song Ruyu hesitated slightly as she smelled the strong aroma of the white liquor. After a moment, she too drank the entire glass.

Having trained since childhood, she possessed an acute awareness and control over different forms of energy. As soon as the liquor entered her stomach, she endured its harsh, burning sensation—but her body immediately became alert.

This was because the white liquor carried an energy that clashed with her own.

To a certain extent, alcohol is no different from poison. While alcohol numbs or damages nerves and consciousness, poison takes life more directly.

So the moment she drank it, Song Ruyu instinctively sensed danger. Her first impulse was to use her spiritual energy to block and expel the alcohol from her body.

But she quickly recalled charlie’s advice not to resist it deliberately. So she suppressed the urge and allowed the alcohol to circulate freely within her.

Soon, the alcohol reached her nervous system through her bloodstream, and with no resistance in place, a mild dizziness set in.

At that moment, she realized alcohol wasn’t as dangerous or evil as she had once believed. The light buzz actually brought a new sensation—something unexpectedly pleasant and a little magical.

Seeing that she seemed to have discovered something new, charlie poured another glass for both of them and said, “Sometimes, insights arise from chance experiences. Pay attention to how alcohol flows through the body—maybe it will lead you to a deeper understanding.”