Before Wen Cheng could answer, Shi Zhuorui laughed, "Aqi, you're funny. Why come to a tavern and not drink? Just spacing out?"
Wen Qi's eyes were filled with a smile, but he didn't look at him; his eyes were only on Wen Cheng.
Wen Cheng blushed and straightened up, not wanting to appear too clingy in front of outsiders. "I drank a little sake. Sister Yu Ning ordered a very low alcohol content for me."
“Yes, that’s true. You’re not like this when you’re drunk,” Wen Qi brought up the old topic again.
Wen Cheng interrupted with her own chatter, and then Wen Qi pulled her back to the private room. After all that commotion, Wen Cheng forgot to ask Wen Qi why they had been chatting outside for so long. Even the usually optimistic Shi Zhuorui had that kind of expression.
Upon opening the door to the private room, one finds it bustling with activity. He Haobo and Wen Yunyi, longtime friends, easily struck up a conversation due to their similar interests. Gu Yuning, needless to say, is a highly intelligent person who can chat with anyone, anywhere. Fei Shuo, on the other hand, is a man of few words, maintaining his aloof persona, but occasionally interjects to make himself appear less out of place.
Wen Cheng was pulled by Wen Qi to sit on a futon. The private room was designed in the style of Japan, with tatami mats, light-colored wooden walls, a small tea table with a white plum blossom in the middle, and a small entryway for changing shoes. There was a small window on each of the two walls, one of which was a fake window with simple and elegant traditional Chinese paintings. The real window faced outwards, and there was a potted dwarf pine tree on the windowsill. It was clear that the owner had put a lot of effort into these details.
Wen Cheng looked around.
Where is Nianyu?
When asked about this, Gu Yuning replied, "You went out not long ago. You left before President Wen came in, saying he wanted to get some fresh air."
Gu Yuning's cheeks were flushed, probably because she was half-drunk.
Wen Qi looked around and finally settled on Fei Shuo, his cold eyes seeming to say, "What are you doing here?"
"Ahem, hello Mr. Wen."
"Hmm," Wen Qi responded coldly, clearly still very dissatisfied.
Fei Shuo: ......
"Wishing you and Wen Cheng a long and happy marriage."
Wen Qi's brow relaxed, and he raised his glass. "Thank you," he said, his tone slightly tinged with appreciativeness.
Wen Cheng suddenly realized: When you are strong enough, dealing with your former love rival often only requires a cold look!
Wen Cheng and the onlookers were immediately filled with awe, and their admiration for Wen Qi reached a new level!
However, Wen Cheng herself understood that Fei Shuo was not the kind of person who would give up easily. In the original story, even when Qin Zhou's strength surpassed hers, he was still willing to take risks for his own purposes and feelings. This time, the reason he bowed his head was largely because he was no longer interested in her. Bowing his head to give Brother Qi face was not a bad thing. Anyway, no one would say anything to Wen Qi for bowing his head.
Shi Zhuorui laughed. He was the only one watching the show, and he felt that it was a bit unfair for his good brother to mess with these kids for love, but the effect was indeed quite obvious.
The atmosphere at the dinner table became harmonious again.
The door to the room was pushed open once again.
Shi Zhuorui glanced up casually, then forgot to drink his beloved wine. Unlike Wen Qi, he took a more detached view of relationships. When he had emotions to vent, he would find a suitable relationship, wait two or three months until things were ripe, and then break up. His partner was just as open-minded as him, so he had seen countless men in relationships, countless handsome young men, and now none of them could easily catch his eye. But this one in front of him…
He wore a clean white shirt, with a few buttons undone at the collar, revealing his fair neck and faintly visible collarbone. His straight joints made him look as tall and straight as a pine tree. His face wasn't particularly handsome, but he was like a piece of jade, with three parts looks and seven parts temperament, very charming.
Xie Nianyu's eyes fell on Fei Shuo as soon as he entered the room, but Fei Shuo didn't look at him for long before silently drinking. His drooping eyebrows showed that he was not in a good mood.
"You must be that amazing product manager that Xiao Yi always mentions, right? Come sit here, I have a seat here." Shi Zhuorui smiled, his words less casual and more sincere.
only,
Wen Yunyi: I've only just given a brief introduction.
Now, Wen Yunyi looks at Shi Zhuorui as if he's a pervert. During this time, he makes eye contact with Wen Cheng and sees the same light in her eyes.
We can't let everyone's ideal woman be ruined like this; this is a shared thought between the two of them.
You know what I mean?
I understand!
“Nianyu was just sitting next to me, Nianyu, come here!” Wen Cheng patted the spot next to her, which was at a right angle, with Fei Shuo at the other end.
Xie Nianyu walked straight to Wen Cheng's side, and when Shi Zhuorui was disappointed, she extended her beautiful and slender right hand and said, "Hello."
Shi Zhuorui's eyes lit up!
Author's Note:
I couldn't help myself and created so many pairings, but for some reason I don't want my characters to be single, sob sob~
Chapter 133: The Love fest in Progress
Shi Zhuorui was a good conversationalist, and Xie Nianyu wasn't shy either. After the initial awkwardness subsided, the two chatted happily. Shi Zhuorui was knowledgeable and well-informed, and he and Xie Nianyu could easily have enjoyable conversations about various topics.
However, Wen Cheng and Wen Yunyi both agreed that Nianyu was not Yan Luan; she had a strong sense of independence and could not be interfered with by a few words. The chat was just a chat, and Shi Zhuorui would not gain any other benefit.
Everyone laughed and chatted about all sorts of things.
Wen Cheng was sitting next to Wen Qi. She could faintly smell the cigarette on Wen Qi. The ordinary smell on an ordinary person added a touch of vicissitude to Wen Qi, who had the aura of a natural superior, making it impossible to ignore. Brother Qi did not usually smoke unless he had something on his mind.
Why don't you tell me anything?
Wen Cheng is caught in a strange, vicious cycle.
"Chengcheng, you've grabbed the wrong glass. This is mine," Wen Qi whispered, reminding them. The people around them were chatting happily, and although most of them were unconsciously paying attention to Wen Qi, they couldn't just interrupt, after all, it was the "little married couple's" private conversation.
Wen Cheng looked down at the small, amber-colored wine glass, the wine inside shimmering with a layer of "fragmented gold" under the warm light.
"Can't I use your cup?" Wen Cheng looked up and met Wen Qi's gaze, her tone carrying a hint of stubbornness.
Wen Qi's expression changed instantly, but fortunately, he maintained a strong composure, preventing himself from losing his composure in this situation.
"Then let's try it," Wen Qi said, pressing his index finger against the bottom of the glass and feeding the drink into Wen Cheng's mouth through her hands. Wen Cheng's lips turned slightly red after drinking the wine, and her glossy lips subtly reflected a moist sheen.
The moment the alcohol touched his tongue, Wen Cheng regretted it. His sake still had a unique sweetness, but this was just spicy. The spiciness invaded every inch of his tongue, and Wen Cheng's face scrunched up. How could he do this to himself when he was in a bad mood?
"Try it carefully, it's not that bad. There's not much left in the cup, so it's not very strong. Can you taste anything besides the spiciness now?" Wen Qi gently smoothed Wen Cheng's brow as he asked softly.
After recovering from the initial shock, Wen Cheng carefully smacked her lips. The spiciness had disappeared, leaving a refreshing aftertaste, somewhat like a green plum.
"Yes, it tastes like plum, and it smells nice." This was the only dry description Wen Cheng, lacking in knowledge, could offer, but in Wen Qi's mind, it was already quite good.
"Would you like another bite?" Wen Qi prompted.
Wen Cheng frowned in thought, then shook her head.
Wen Qi patted Wen Cheng's head encouragingly, "You know how to think things through before acting, and you won't suffer the consequences just for a little bit of sweetness at the end. That's good, you've made progress."
Wen Cheng, slow to react, thought of a phrase: "Encouragement-based abstinence?"
Wen Qi just smiled and didn't answer her question directly, but that proved that Wen Cheng had guessed pretty well. Wen Cheng snorted and went to drink her sweet wine, ignoring her boyfriend who was full of bad intentions.
As everyone watched this scene, they felt a mix of emotions. Although they knew that Chengcheng and Wen Qi were together, they still couldn't quite accept it. Only by truly observing from the perspective of lovers could they understand what kind of love Wen Qi, who seemed so indifferent, really had for Wencheng.
Even though the whole world is attracted to him and promotes him, he only ever holds onto that one little star in his hands, never sparing a glance for them.
Suddenly, I felt so envious.
These three words encapsulate the thoughts of everyone present: having worked their way up to this position and achieved material success, they begin to envy relationships.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm telling you two, stop showing off your love here! We're all a bunch of old bachelors here, we can't bear to watch, we can't bear to watch!" Shi Zhuorui couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted loudly.
"Why did you call us over if you can't stand it? Haven't you shown off your love and affection here over the past twenty years?" Wen Qi bluntly exposed Shi Zhuorui's dark history without any politeness.
"Hey, what are you doing? I'm a very devoted person!" Shi Zhuorui subconsciously looked at Xie Nianyu.
Xie Nianyu's smile remained unchanged, showing no sign of being affected by those words, which frustrated Shi Zhuorui. Then Xie Nianyu said something even more disheartening: "Coincidentally, me too."
"Nianyu, how can you be so devoted when you've never even been in a relationship?" Gu Yuning teased.
"Who said I haven't dated anyone? I had one in high school, and I still can't forget them." Xie Nianyu openly shared her past romantic history.
"Who is it!" Wen Cheng's eyes gleamed with gossip.
"Yeah, who is it!" Shi Zhuorui's tone was also a little sour.
Fei Shuo was the only one who didn't look up. His former crush was showing off their love in front of him. If it weren't for Wen Qi's face, he would have left long ago. He really wasn't interested in a stranger's love story. He just hoped this stomach-ache-inducing gathering would end soon.
"A netizen, an idiot who's narcissistic to the extreme." That's how Xie Nianyu described the legendary Zhong's devoted love interest.
...? ? ?
What kind of art style is this? Can someone explain?!
Fei Shuo, who had been drinking and looking melancholy, looked up in surprise.
Author's Note:
Good night~
Chapter 134 Using a veiled criticism to attack another
Xie Nianyu feigned indifference, glancing at the astonished Fei Shuo before subtly shifting her gaze away.
This statement added a touch of rebellion to people's perception of Xie Nianyu.
"He's already like this, and you still can't forget him?" Gu Yuning, having drunk some wine, became bolder and set off on her own. It seemed like if you could still be so attached to this, you must never have seen how vast the outside world is.
Xie Nianyu felt a perverse pleasure welling up inside him. He hadn't wanted to mention it before, but now he dared to flirt with other women everywhere. Where was the determination he had shown back then, when he cried and begged him not to break up every day? He had even said that he would never forget him after the breakup. He had overestimated this person. Although he was the one who let go back then, Xie Nianyu had a kind of inherent evil in his bones. He had always known that he was wicked to the core.
Fei Shuo, who had been indifferent to the contents of the drinking party, now pricked up his ears and openly eavesdropped. After all, it was too similar to his own experience, except that the little rabbit was not as outrageous as him!
"Because I used to think he was just plain stupid, genuinely stupid, but a promising talent. Communicating with him wasn't tiring, and he was very obedient."
"I feel like you're praising his characteristics as if you're praising a dog," Wen Cheng blurted out the truth.
Wen Qi coughed. "He's talking nonsense." He sounded just like a wronged parent trying to exonerate their unruly child.
Xie Nianyu showed no sign of being bothered. "It's okay, I think so too."
The entire hall fell silent.
Gu Yuning and Wen Yunyi, who were from the same company as him, finally understood why he remained unmoved when so many outstanding women in the company confessed their feelings to him. It seemed that what he wanted was not a brave lion or a cunning fox, but a silly dog.
"Ha, no wonder you two broke up. With your kind of thinking, even if he were stupid, he wouldn't want to stay with you," Fei Shuo couldn't help but chime in.
Xie Nianyu snorted lightly, "I was the one who dumped him."
Fei Shuo's face immediately turned extremely ugly.
Seeing the atmosphere, He Haobo felt compelled to smooth things over. Even a fallen camel is bigger than a horse. Although Wen Qi's status was several levels higher than Fei Shuo's, Xie Nianyu was ultimately just an employee and couldn't possibly go head-to-head with Fei Shuo. "Sigh, let's not talk about it anymore. It's all in the past. Let's talk about the present."
"Then why are you still thinking about him now? Have you regretted it?" Fei Shuo mocked, showing no intention of ending the conversation. He was already unhappy tonight, and admitted that he was taking his anger out on Xie Nianyu.
"I did have a little bit before, but now I feel it's not worth it. Some people aren't as simple as you think. Today they say how much they miss it, but tomorrow they can go find someone else. Saying they like it is more like they just like the style. If they lose these shoes, they can just spend money to buy another pair of the same style. They don't care." Xie Nianyu was always good at rubbing salt in the wound.