Chapter 25 I am Jian Xi Nao

Xiao Wenqian is here with the light porridge and side dishes.

Brought a bottle of Lafite.

"Mr. Qin, I know you like to drink. This is the 1982 Lafite that I specially asked someone to buy for you." Xiao Wenqian handed the wine to Qin Li.

Mother Chen stretched out her hand: "Mr. Xiao, give it to me."

Qin Mian just couldn't stand Xiao Wenqian's hypocritical attitude. He glanced at the bottle of wine and smiled.

"Since when has Lafite become a hot commodity? I need help from someone else..."

He suddenly stopped and said, "Mother Chen, bring the wine."

Aunt Chen handed it over.

Qin Mian took the bottle of wine and looked at it left and right: "Xixi, isn't this the bottle I gave you for Christmas two years ago? The scratches on the label are the same."

Xiao Wenqian's face froze instantly.

Jian Xi also just remembered and said indifferently: "The thing I raised before loved to drink, so I gave it to him."

thing.

So this is how Jian Xi sees him?

Xiao Wenqian glared at Jian Xi hatefully.

Qin Yan was also very dissatisfied: "Cousin, how can you say that to Wen Qian? After all, you are a noble lady, how rude!"

The living room suddenly became quiet.

Everyone in the Qin family knows Jian Xi's temper.

When I'm happy, I can cheer people up to the sky and anything is fine.

But if someone disappoints you or makes you angry, even the Lord will not give you face.

"Hehe." Jian Xi put down the coffee cup in his hand heavily.

He stood up and walked in front of Qin Yan.

Snap! The slap almost caused an echo.

"That's really rude. Remember this next time. I hate being wrongly accused."

Qin Yan has been pampered since she returned to the Qin family and has not been beaten for a long time.

"Why did you hit me? This is my home! It's rude for a guest to hit the host," Qin Yan stood up and retorted.

It’s a pity that height is a disadvantage.

He is half a head shorter than Jian Xi, and his aura is much weaker.

Qin Li pulled Qin Yan over and said, "Yan Yan, why are you talking to your cousin like that? Why don't you apologize?"

Everyone in the Qin family knew that this was to help Qin Yan, otherwise who knows what Jian Xi might do next.

But Qin Yan didn't understand.

She felt cold and empty inside.

Dad said he owed her, compensated her, and would give her the best fatherly love in the world, but what happened? Didn't he still speak for Jian Xi? Qin Yan refused to apologize, and the atmosphere gradually became cold.

Finally, it was Old Man Qin who sighed and said, "Xixi, your cousin is still young and speaks without thinking. You are her elder sister, so just give in to her a little, for the sake of grandpa."

Everyone looked at Jian Xi. After a while, Jian Xi smiled, and the sharpness between her eyebrows faded, as if everything was really just a passing cloud.

"Okay, grandpa, but I'm afraid we can't eat this meal today, otherwise the precious daughter of the Qin family will not be happy."

As soon as Jian Xi finished speaking, Song Yichen also stood up. The two of them had a tacit understanding and turned around and left.

In the car, Song Yichen said, "Wife, I thought you were going to beat Qin Yan again."

"I never suffer a loss." Jian Xi smiled with the confidence that everything was under control: "Drive."

While Song Yichen was driving, Jian Xi called Shen Yan.

She ordered: "Find a way to get Qin Li to take over the Beijiao project."

"Yes, President." Shen Yan said without hesitation.

As for what method to use, Jian Xi didn't ask, he just did it in his own way.

Song Yichen was quite curious: "Wife, are you referring to the land in the northern suburbs?"

"Yeah." Jian Xi held her head with one hand.

After awakening, she immediately rejected Beijiao's proposal and terminated the project.

The land is currently being re-tendered. The Qin family was interested before, but they hesitated because she was also involved.

Now that she has withdrawn, the Qin family has become even more hesitant.

After all, this was a project that even she had given up on, so there might be some problems.

The Qin family is so conceited and entangled.

After they finished their meal outside, Jian Xi returned to the company.

The boss is so busy that she doesn’t even have time to watch a movie with her husband.

"Be good, you can go watch it with Fang Yinnian, or go to the nightclub for a drink. I'll pick you up when I'm done." Jian Xi kissed him on the lips and drove away.

In the bar, when Fang Yinnian arrived, Song Yichen was drinking.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Whiskey, strong.

There was no one else in the private room, but the music was very loud, so I guaranteed that no one outside could hear their conversation.

"The sun is rising from the west, huh? This is the first time you've taken the initiative to ask me out since you lost your memory."

Fang Yinnian sat down next to Song Yichen and poured himself a glass.

"Why aren't you sticking to your wife today?"

Song Yichen took a sip of wine and said, "Help me find someone to teach Xiao Wenqian a lesson."

If this happened in the past, Fang Yinnian would not find it strange at all. After all, Song Yichen was not a good person to begin with, and he could plot against others silently without leaving any trace.

But now...

"How to teach him a lesson? Ban him? He's miserable enough now. I heard that he's not even wanted for short plays."

Song Yichen glanced at him and said disdainfully: "Fang Yinnian, are you an elementary school student?"

Oh, then we're going to do something big.

This was not the first time Fang Yinnian had doubts: "Yichen, Lao Song, have you really lost your memory?"

Song Yichen kicked him and said, "Stop talking nonsense and get it done."

"Fuck!" Fang Yinnian revealed the truth, put down his wine glass, and asked in his heart: "You pretended to have amnesia to deceive me, don't you feel guilty?"

Song Yichen: "Do you have a conscience?"

"No." Fang Yinnian still had some self-awareness: "But why are you pretending to have lost your memory when you're fine?"

As he finished speaking, he thought of a possibility.

He asked tentatively: "Just to seduce Jian Xi?"

Song Yichen kicked him again: "Show some respect to my wife, what's the point of flirting with her? That's called pursuit."

Fang Yinnian's mouth twitched, and he took a big sip from his wine glass: "What you call pursuit is asking people to get married right away?"

Song Yichen crossed his legs, put the tip of his tongue against his cheek, and swallowed the wine in his mouth. He looked somewhat elite, but he could not hide a hint of evil, just like a villain in a comic who was both good and evil and walked into reality.

"My wife is not an ordinary girl. A pursuit that is too conventional is useless to her." When talking about Jian Xi, Song Yichen's face was full of tenderness, and his eyes were so tender that they seemed to be filled with tears.

Fang Yinnian felt a chill and curled his lips: "So you're just giving the company away?"

Song Yichen smiled happily: "That's the betrothal gift. Besides, I started my business for my wife. She has a strong control desire. Only when everything about me is under her control, she will feel at ease to give her heart to me."

Fang Yinnian shook his head speechlessly: "I have known you for so many years, but it was only today that I realized that you are actually a love-brained person."

Song Yichen: "I am Jian Xinao, other women are not worthy of me falling in love with them."

Fang Yinnian: “…”

Crazy.

The world finally became insane and he no longer recognized it!

(End of this chapter)