☆, Chapter 63: So this is his true face

Wen Yuci responded in a low voice.

He put his arm around Shu Wanning's shoulders and said, "I've checked him out. He's a mediocre person with a messy private life."

Shu Wanning didn't have the mind to care about anything else. She sat in the private room and felt that everything on the menu was delicious.

"Wen Yuci, I'm starving."

Wen Yuci took an orange from the table and peeled it, and couldn't help but teasing: "You look like I don't give you food."

Shu Wanning touched his empty stomach and said, "Maybe I'm in a good mood today, so I'm hungry quickly."

She took the orange that Wen Yuci had peeled, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where's Shen Qingchen?"

"I guess he went out for a drink."

"Where is it? I want to go too."

She gave Wen Yuci an orange slice and said, "I want to relax."

After dinner, Wen Yuci pulled everyone into the car, and Yan Hao returned to the car at some point.

Yan Hao: "Madam, everything has been handled properly on the Shu side."

“So fast…”

She sighed, and Yan Hao nodded in response: "Your matter is naturally the most important."

Shu Wanning nodded: "Add bonus."

Yan Hao looked at Wen Yuci inquiringly, only to see him smile calmly: "Mrs. Wen is the boss."

At the door of the Half-Awakened Bar, as soon as the two entered, they heard the sound of fighting.

The sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground was mixed with the sound of glass breaking and people screaming.

The man in the crowd, holding a chair, with most of his gray hair wet and a gloomy face, stepped on the man with blood on his head.

Shu Wanning raised her eyes to look at him, and it turned out that Shen Qingchen had another face.

She pulled Wen Yuci to signal him not to speak, then took him upstairs and stood in the corridor on the third floor looking down.

Shen Qingchen put force on his feet, his eyes filled with anger.

His coat was thrown on the sofa, and he was wearing a black vest. The muscles on his arms were tense and the veins were bulging.

He smashed the chair hard next to the man on the ground, frightening him so much that he couldn't help shaking all over.

He took the wet wipes on the table and wiped his hands, then looked down at the man on the ground and kicked him with disdain.

"Keep your mouth shut from now on. Go ask the Shen family for the medical expenses yourself."

He threw the wet wipes on the man. Shu Wanning, who was upstairs, pulled Wen Yuci aside and asked, "So this is his true face?"

He nodded and smiled: "He does have a bad temper and doesn't get along with the Shen family."

"But I heard that the Shen family dotes on him very much." Shu Wanning said.

Wen Yuci: "He originally had an older brother, but the Shen family placed their hopes on his brother and ignored him.

When he was young, he often stayed at the Wen and Cen families. When he was five years old, his brother died in a plane crash, and the Shen family only then remembered him.

After a pause, he curved his lips and continued, "Besides making up for it, there's another reason why the Shen family dotes on him."

“It’s because the only condition for the Wen and Cen families to cooperate with the Shen family is that the heir must be Shen Qingchen.

Before the old man of the Shen family passed away, he transferred all his shares to him."

The downstairs had been cleaned up. Wen Yuci took out his cell phone and Shen Qingchen downstairs answered the call.

"Brother Yuci, what's wrong?"

"Heads up, upstairs."

Hearing the voice, Shen Qingchen looked up suddenly and saw Shu Wanning reaching out to greet him.

He quickly stood up, grabbed his coat, and strode up the stairs, his slightly damp hair trembling as he ran.

After going upstairs, he grabbed a handful of his hair and immediately asked, "When did you get here?"

Wen Yuci: "When you were fighting."

He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled like a child caught by his parents.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming..."

"What happened to him that made you so angry?"

Shu Wanning asked, and he was silent for two seconds before answering: "He speaks uncleanly."

Wen Yuci's eyes turned slightly, and he patted Shu Wanning and said, "Let's go to the private room and rest first."

After she left, he turned his gaze to Shen Qingchen and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Shen Qingchen leaned on the handrail in the corridor, looked towards the door of the private room, and answered obediently: "The man said sister-in-law."

"He spread rumors about my sister-in-law being taken dancing by Shu Min before. I couldn't stand it, so I went a little too far."

Wen Yuci raised his hand and patted his arm, then tilted his head to look downstairs. After a moment, he asked in a deep voice:

"Is anyone else downstairs participating?"

Shen Qingchen shook his head: "No more, just that one."

Wen Yuci sneered: "Next time something like this happens, remember to call me."

"No, I can handle it on my own."

Wen Yuci glanced at him sideways: "You're overthinking it. She asked you to call because she said she wanted to see me fight."

Shen Qingchen's emotion disappeared in less than five seconds.

He nodded and replied muffledly: "Oh."

Pushing open the door of the private room, Shu Wanning was leaning on the sofa with a cigarette between his fingers, and a few glasses of wine were placed in front of him.

Shen Qingchen's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Sister-in-law, so you smoke and drink!"

There was a sudden noise downstairs. Hearing Shu Wanning's question, Shen Qingchen immediately ran out to take a look.

He came back, closed the door, and explained with a smile, "Someone paid for the entire place for his birthday. They also gave away wine and some money, so it was quite lively."

Seeing Shu Wanning's curiosity, he sat on the sofa opposite her and continued, "This place is a famous den of debauchery in the capital.

Those with money want to come and have fun, and those without money want to join in the fun.

So this area is like this almost every day, with a lot of people and a lot of noise."

The private room isolates most of the noise, and the music in the room is not too rhythmic, which makes people feel relaxed and comfortable when listening to it.

She put out her cigarette, curled her lips slightly, and asked, "Who of you owns this place?"

"Mine." Wen Yuci responded from the side: "He and Cen You also have a share."

Shu Wanning responded calmly: "Oh, then bring me some watermelon."

Shen Qingchen was puzzled: "Sister-in-law, I thought you would ask around."

"I don't want to listen. I'm too tired."

She leaned against Wen Yuci, and soon someone brought her a watermelon, cut into pieces and served with a fruit fork.

She ate one piece and fed another to Wen Yuci.

"Wen Yuci, can you find someone to sing a song for us?"

The person she was leaning against couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, what else do you want?"

"Find someone who's good-looking."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingchen secretly glanced at Wen Yuci's face. Seeing him nod, he immediately got up and went out to look for him.

Not long after, he brought a few people into the house, closed the door and moved away from the two people in the house.

Shu Wanning's eyes twitched as he looked at the five masked men in front of him.

She pursed her lips and spoke after a long while: "Can you... sing, or can you seek scriptures?"

The man in the monkey mask stepped forward and replied, "I can sing!"

She looked at Wen Yuci with suspicion, but he had a calm expression without any trace of guilt.

He nodded: "Looks good."

He casually pointed at the man in the pig-head mask and said, "Sing. Mrs. Wen wants to hear it."

As the music played, the man really began to sing, and even the man in the white horse mask beside him was dancing with him.

After the song ended, Shu Wanning nodded woodenly: "You sang well."

She drank a glass of wine and said calmly: "When Mr. Wen comes next time, I will sing for him according to this standard."

Wen Yuci:… “Actually, I don’t need it.”

Shu Wanning: "I need it."