Gu Chen said "How could that be?" but his eyes kept glancing at Jiang Yue. She was wearing Zhou Ji's suit jacket, and her face looked like it was only the size of a palm. It was fair, clean, and tender, and she looked even more delicate than before.
It's obvious at a glance that she's been well taken care of.
She is truly beautiful.
It's hard to take your eyes off her.
Gu Chen had also heard that she and Zhou Ji seemed to have had a disagreement recently. Judging from this, it was probably just a little quarrel between lovers. They might clear up their differences in a few days. That's how relationships are.
As for Zhou Ji...
Normally, Zhou Ji doesn't show off. Although Gu Chen has seen Zhou Ji coax her before, she can hardly imagine what the two of them are like when they are together.
Gu Chen felt increasingly bitter as he thought about it. He didn't say anything and just kept drinking in silence.
The private room was quiet, and rows of bottles of liquor were laid out on the table.
Jiang Yue's dark eyes swept around the private room. With her eyelashes lowered, her delicate face looked pure, innocent, and exceptionally soft.
She didn't see any of the people drinking with her.
It seems that neither men nor women have this problem.
However, some of these young masters brought their girlfriends along, so they were never short of companions.
Jiang Yue's intentions were never pure to begin with, and she certainly wouldn't sit here listlessly. Luckily, she had just thought Zhou Ji had finally seen the light and understood the principle of "you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub," and that he had taken the initiative to bring her here for pleasure. It turns out she had overestimated him.
She sat sulking in the corner of the sofa, while the man sat beside her, seemingly oblivious to her mood, his voice low and hoarse: "Want something to drink?"
Jiang Yue: "Wine."
Zhou Ji didn't stop her, and was very considerate: "Beer or red wine?"
When he asked that question, he turned his face slightly toward her, his gaze calmly landing on her face. His direct gaze wasn't offensive, but it was certainly hard to ignore.
Jiang Yue felt like his gaze was going to pierce her face; it felt like it was burning her skin. She pursed her lips and said, "Red wine."
The beer didn't taste good.
It's a bit bitter.
Zhou Ji poured her a glass.
Jiang Yue held the cup but didn't drink immediately. After a while, she took two small sips. It was both bitter and sweet. After tasting it, she put down the cup, raised her dark eyes, which were as clean and clear as a deer's, and blinked at him, asking, "Is that all?"
The tone of his inquiry carried a hint of disappointment.
Zhou Ji raised an eyebrow, repeating the words she had said with a deliberately enigmatic tone, as if pondering a profound question: "That's it?"
He stared at her, then asked, "So what else do you want?"
Jiang Yue bluntly asked, "Don't you think this is too monotonous? Is it just about drinking and singing?"
Has he forgotten something?
Zhou Ji thought about it seriously for a while, then replied to her in a very serious tone: "You can also play cards."
He smiled at her, his eyes sincere: "Would you like to play cards?"
Jiang Yue still remembered winning against three players in her last card game. Compared to playing with men, playing cards seemed pretty good too.
Zhou Ji got the answer from her face.
He took the playing cards from Fu Qingnian, who was sitting opposite him, and then moved her to the other side of the table.
Li Ji lifted his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Yue. He was a very discreet person, knowing what to say and what not to say.
"Does your sister-in-law know how to play?"
A greeting to my sister-in-law.
No one else thought there was anything wrong with it.
Jiang Yue didn't notice for a moment. She stared at the cards on the table and seemed not to have heard what Li Ji said.
Zhou Ji answered for her: "She's not very good at it, I'll teach her."
Jiang Yue slowly withdrew her gaze, only then slowly coming back to her senses. All she knew how to play was mahjong. She had watched others play cards, but she rarely played them herself.
Li Ji felt a pang of jealousy watching this. Most of his friends' relationships were just for show; there was hardly any genuine affection between them.
People like Zhou Ji are more than a handful.
Li Ji asked with a grin, "Whose share is it if we lose?"
Zhou Ji replied, "Mine."
Li Ji looked at Jiang Yue and didn't think she was very smart. She had a sweet and gentle face that easily made people lower their guard. He said, "What if my sister-in-law loses all her money?"
Zhou Ji raised his eyes, his face cold: "Don't worry about it, I can cover whatever you lose."
Jiang Yue finally heard Li Ji call her sister-in-law, which made her feel a little uncomfortable, as she and Zhou Ji had not yet made up.
"Don't call me sister-in-law."
Although Jiang Yue's voice was soft, her attitude was frank, and she seemed to genuinely dislike the title.
The atmosphere suddenly froze.
Li Ji also sensed the unusual atmosphere between the two.
Zhou Ji's expression remained unchanged as he listened quietly. After a few seconds, he said, "Listen to her."
Li Ji didn't dare to speculate too much. The things between men and women were something that even the parties involved couldn't understand, so he, as an outsider, couldn't understand them either.
Jiang Yue didn't know if they were deliberately letting her win, or if she was just naturally lucky, but she didn't lose.
I've been winning money all along.
In the end, they probably realized it wasn't good luck at all, and they weren't as excited as when they first started winning money.
Jiang Yue lazily pushed away the cards in her hand: "You guys play, I'm going to rest for a while."
There was a lounge inside. Jiang Yue carried a bottle of red wine into the lounge. No one would bother her, and Zhou Ji didn't press her too hard, giving her enough space.
Once everyone left.
Li Ji jokingly complained, "I used all my wisdom to release the water just now."
Zhou Ji kicked him, then sneered without changing his expression, "Don't blame others for your own lack of intelligence."
Li Ji clicked his tongue: "I only helped you guys out because I saw you were all going easy on your wives, and I couldn't be a heartless gambler. I helped you appease your wife, and you don't even appreciate it."
Zhou Ji raised his eyes, his gaze indifferent: "This is unnecessary."
Li Ji: "?"
Zhou Ji said coldly, "You've all helped me, so what use am I to you?"
Li Ji: "..."
It sounds like they actually made things worse.
Zhou Ji played absentmindedly for a while, then lost interest and pushed away all the chips he had won. "I'm going to check on her."
In the lounge, a wine glass that was already empty sat on the coffee table.
Jiang Yue lay sprawled on the sofa, still clutching a bottle of red wine in her arms. Her coat had somehow slipped off her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of porcelain-white skin on her back, delicate and smooth like silk, with a hint of pink, so tender and lovely.
Her long, slightly wavy, ink-black hair cascaded down her back, the ends reaching her waist, while the hem of her long dress was pushed up to her knees in a somewhat disheveled manner.
Her calves were straight, slender, and white.
She seemed to be sleeping soundly, her soft little face resting on the pillow, perhaps with red marks left on it, and her moist lips exhaling warm, fragrant breath.
She is like a soft, fragrant jade.
It's so tempting.
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