Chapter 68 I am your husband

"No, no, that's not necessary."

Shi Yan refused and the bartender was quickly called away.

Shi Yan looked at the wine glass in front of her, took a sip tentatively, and it was pretty good.

She was wearing a white dress with a nipped waist and her long black hair was draped over her shoulders. She looked radiant in the dim light.

At this moment, Shi Yan was out of tune with everything around her. She was like a little white rabbit falling into a pack of wolves.

The man upstairs came out to sober up, and Yan Xi followed him out, "Why aren't you chasing after your new wife lately? Are you tired of her?"

Song Yuchen leaned against the railing, took out a cigarette and lit it in annoyance, "No."

Yan Xi drank quite a bit and couldn't help but burp, "Then why didn't you go home? Did you have a fight with your wife?"

Song Yuchen didn't say anything. Yan Xi felt dizzy and had to hold on to the railing to keep his balance.

He had already been wailing in his heart. If Young Master Song was unhappy, they would suffer with him.

Song Yuchen has been staying up all night these days playing mahjong and drinking, which is what outsiders think of as abstaining from sex.

Song Yuchen never accepts women when he eats or drinks, not even their shadow.

If he hadn't been married, Yan Xi would really have doubted his friend's sexual orientation.

"Boss Song, it's hard to believe you're so in love. You said you're like this when you're in love, and you're like this when you're married..."

Yan Xi shook his head. "Brother, I'm also a veteran. Let me hear your questions."

"She's different from those women of yours."

Song Yuchen held a cigarette between his fingertips and spoke in a nonchalant voice, but Yan Xi almost vomited blood when he heard it.

"I'm not saying anything, Song Yuchen, how many women have you experienced? Why are you so aggressive?"

"Leave."

Song Yuchen got up and went back to his room without any intention of ending.

Yan Xi was about to vomit from drinking. He loosened his tie and stared at the dance floor below with squinted eyes.

His gaze turned and happened to fall on Shi Yan. He pinched himself to force himself to wake up.

Why does that aloof little white flower downstairs look so much like Song Yuchen’s wife!

Yan Xi recognized Shi Yan and said, "That's amazing."

He quickly transformed himself into a reporting eunuch and went to find Song Yuchen happily.

After drinking a cup of cigarettes, I didn't have any allergic reaction, but I felt very comfortable even though my head was dizzy.

"Waiter, another drink."

The bartender heard her voice, calmed the customer in front of him, and walked over to Shi Yan, "Your alcohol tolerance is so low?"

"Who can't drink? Three more glasses."

The bartender hesitated, and Shi Yan looked at him eagerly, "It's okay, I came here with my friend."

She looked back at her friends who were having fun in the middle of the dance floor and couldn't help swallowing.

Three glasses of wine were placed in front of Shi Yan.

Shi Yan felt dizzy, her face gradually turned pink, and her eyes were misty.

"Beauty, are you alone?"

"Three people."

Shi Yan drank two cups and held up three fingers.

She turned her head and looked at the man in front of her. Seeing that he had two heads, Shi Yan couldn't help but cover her mouth, "Oh my God, monster, you have two heads."

"Humor, so humorous!"

The man smiled and moved closer, trying to close the distance between them.

Yan Xi, who was upstairs, pointed downstairs and said, "Look, is that your wife? No way, look at what that man is doing?"

Yan Xi stared at the indifferent man next to him, "How can you tolerate him treating your wife like this?"

"She came here on her own."

Before Yan Xi could react, Song Yuchen turned around and went back to the room with a cigarette in his mouth.

Yan Xi: This grandson really knows how to fall in love?

As soon as Song Yuchen sat down and drank a glass of white wine, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach.

He sat there without saying a word. Yan Xi came in burping. Song Yuchen glanced at him and his expression became even more unsettled.

Yan Xi felt very wronged. He didn't care anyway, because the person downstairs was his wife.

Yan Xi wanted to see how long he could hold on.

After two glasses of white wine, the veins on the back of Song Yuchen's hands bulged out, and his eyes became even more silent.

Thinking of another man’s dirty hands touching Shi Yan’s shoulders, “Damn it!”

Song Yuchen stood up suddenly, and Yan Xi immediately stood up to watch the fun.

Shi Yan still had a little bit of clarity in her head. The man wanted to pull her away, but Shi Yan glared at him in resistance, "I have a husband."

The man smiled and put his arm around her shoulders, "Yes, I am your husband."

"No."

Shi Yan shook her head. "My husband is tall and handsome. He's an ice cube, but you're not."

The man nodded and said that he was, then he hugged Shi Yan and stood up, "Then I will take you to find your husband, okay?"

"No, you're a bad guy."

"I'm not."

Shi Yan struggled to get out of his arms. The man had a smile on his face. Seeing that more and more people were paying attention to the situation here, he finally couldn't help it.

"You stinky bitch, don't give me face!"

Shi Yan frowned, still feeling dizzy, "Look, you're not my husband, my husband won't scold me."

When Shi Yan thought of Song Yuchen, she felt even more aggrieved.

Why does he have to have a cold war with me?

"Go! Go now!"

The man gritted his teeth and moved closer, dragging Shi Yan towards the door.

Shi Yan stammered, but she was too dizzy and weak.

Bang!

"I'll go."

As soon as Yan Xiren went down the stairs, he saw a man not far away flying out. How powerful was Song Yuchen's kick?

Shi Yan stood still, blinking and staring at Song Yuchen, "Huh? Who is this? Why does my husband have two heads?"

The next second, Song Yuchen walked over and pinched Shi Yan's arm with his big hand, "You're drinking even though you can't?"

"Who are you? Why are you so mean to me?"

Shi Yan was almost aggrieved. The man in front of her looked very much like Song Yuchen. "You are not my husband. My husband is in a cold war with me."

Song Yuchen: “…”

Yan Xi was watching the fun from the side, it turned out to be a cold war!

The man on the ground was still struggling to get up, but Yan Xi stepped on him and he screamed continuously.

Yan Xi was so angry that he had no way to vent it. This man had walked into her trap.

"I, I know the bar owner."

Yan Xi narrowed his eyes, "Oh? You know me?"

The man's anger instantly subsided when he heard this, "Are you Yan Xi?"

Yan Xi loosened his shirt and tie, "Yes, your grandfather is here, is there anything else?"

Yan Xi was cleaning up the mess for Song Yuchen, but when he looked up, he found that the couple had already disappeared.

Song Yuchen pulled Shi Yan into the car. Shi Yan was still struggling to push him away. "Hey, hey, I have a husband. I'm going to call the police."

"See who I am?"

"Song Yuchen with two heads."

Song Yuchen gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger, "Very good, you still remember my name."

Shi Yan accidentally bumped her head, and she couldn't help but frown and get angry, "Of course I remember that bastard!"

Shi Yan thought everyone looked like Song Yuchen to her because he was so irritating. "I can't forget anyone else but him. A stingy man! A man who won't listen to explanations! A disgusting man!"

Song Yuchen had a cold face, folded his arms and ordered coldly, "Drive."