Chapter 27 Chapter 27 "Do you keep your word, Shen Che?"...
I didn't get to drink the ginger soup.
After this incident, Xie Zhizhi temporarily didn't want to have any contact with Feng Wen except for classes. He went back and forth between school and home every day. It was rare that Xiao Mansheng had a perfect and ordinary life for two whole days.
After a long class, he glanced at his calendar and suddenly realized the deadline was approaching. He needed to find something suitable as a thank-you gift. So, on Wednesday afternoon, after listening to SA's soft voice introduce various accessories, he finally ordered a pair of unburned pigeon-blood red earrings.
On the pure black velvet cloth, the rich pigeon blood red was inlaid with a circle of extremely fine frosted platinum. The neat and cold geometric lines were not decorated with unnecessary diamonds, but they were still dazzling. At a glance, Young Master Xie paid the bill very readily.
He didn't consider whether the recipient liked the gift or whether he had pierced ears.
——As long as he likes it.
A pleasant trip should have ended here, but Xie Zhizhi did not check the almanac before going out today. When he was about to enter Anhuan Bay, his waist was suddenly firmly grasped by a pair of iron-like hands.
Before he could react, he was quickly pulled to the side of the road by a powerful force and stuffed into a pure black Land Rover.
“!”
Cold sweat almost instantly covered his back. Xie Zhizhi pressed the emergency number without thinking. He was only one step away from dialing the number, but when he looked up, he was met with a familiar pair of golden eyes.
Just a moment of hesitation and daze.
The other party curled the corner of his lips slightly, snatched the phone from his hand without giving him a chance to refuse and threw it roughly into the passenger seat, then leaned over with a righteous attitude and slammed the car door.
Click.
It was the sound of the car door locking.
Xie Zhizhi was on full alert, his waist aching slightly from the grip he received. He slowly sat up straight, holding onto the back of the chair, and asked in a cold voice, "Chen Che, what are you going to do?"
In fact, the three people in the carriage, including the driver, had no idea about this sudden "kidnapping".
This Land Rover should have been heading towards the nearest complex half an hour ago.
At a certain intersection, when the traffic lights were changing, Chen Che suddenly put down his phone in a depressed mood and said without warning: "Go to Anhuan Bay."
Alpha's sometimes rainy and sometimes sunny behavior always makes people uneasy. The driver looked over carefully in the rearview mirror - in the back seat, Chen Che was leaning on the right, with a gloomy expression. He was playing with an inconspicuous silver chain in his hand from time to time, looking out the window thoughtfully.
Everyone who knows him well knows that Shen Che is not a person who likes to be quiet.
What are you thinking about?
have no idea.
The unlocked phone screen displayed the call log page, with the latest entry appearing at 21:45 last night.
Mr. Shen, as usual, talked about some old things. At the end of the call, he changed the subject and asked:
"How are you and Zhizhi doing lately?"
Shen Che recalled.
After leaving the Shen residence, he provoked Xie Zhizhi and was splashed with a glass of wine and slapped. If no one had intervened, the fight would have ended with one of them being hospitalized. Although there were some minor mishaps during the fight, Xie Zhizhi was ultimately hospitalized.
We don't get along at all. He smiled silently and said, "No one takes your words to heart, old man."
He played with the chain in his hand, and the words turned into: "Not bad."
Well enough.
He attributed this unwillingness to the fact that he wanted to avoid trouble. Although Mr. Shen was old, he was still as vigorous as ever when it came to teaching people.
The chains tangled and looped chaotically in his palms, like an Ouroboros, going back and forth endlessly.
"Bring him back happily, or you'll be out in the wind!"
Shen Che was silent for a few seconds, then rolled his eyes slightly in impatience.
"knew."
The interdigital chain continued to spin, accompanied by the pause tone of the call.
After realizing that he had hung up, Shen Che threw the phone onto the sofa.
From what standpoint is he making his speculations?
Describing him as fiancé would be ridiculous, and using any other identity would be too inappropriate. However, some changes that had been foreshadowed made him unexpectedly concerned. Something seemed to be escaping his control, which was annoying.
…
He slowly withdrew his gaze from the window. During a fifteen-minute drive, there were countless opportunities for him to regret. He didn't have to go to Anhuan Bay, and he had no appointment with anyone. What excuse could he use?
He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then smiled with an ambiguous smile.
He untied the silver chain's lobster clasp and put it around his neck.
"Drive carefully, uncle."
He raised his eyelids slightly and spoke in a neutral tone.
The driver in the front seat suddenly met those golden eyes, was startled, and quietly looked away.
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"Shen Che, what are you doing?"
Shen Che lowered his head to smooth out his wrinkled shirt, then tilted his head to respond, "Are you free? I'll invite you to dinner."
Eat? Xie Zhizhi suspected that he had misheard. He and Shen Che didn't have a relationship where they could have a meal together peacefully.
Sitting up swiftly, Xie Zhizhi didn't give the other person any extra glances. His hand reached straight for the inner door handle. Without waiting for the driver in the driving seat to pull, he suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the Land Rover took him away in an unknown direction.
The sudden acceleration made him lean back slightly. Xie Zhizhi looked at the rapidly moving scene outside the window and sat up straight with great caution.
"I don't want to go."
Shen Che just looked at him and said in a long tone: "No."
What are you crazy about?
Xie Zhizhi had some physiological stress from being in the same space with Shen Che, and his patience quickly ran out.
"Are we in a relationship where we can have a good meal together?"
"If you don't make trouble from now on, you can have a good meal."
Xie Zhizhi sneered: "What role have you taken on? What you said makes me feel a little disgusted."
Shen Che turned his body and looked at him with a thoughtful expression: "Do you still remember? It seems that we are still in a legitimate engagement relationship so far."
Xie Zhizhi frowned, not understanding the significance of this at all.
Everyone is fed up with each other, so what right does he have to say such things?
"Can't you just have dinner with me and take a picture to cheer the old man up? We have to attend the birthday party together in a couple of days. I don't want to be kicked out in the cold, Xie Zhizhi. The old man can be very unpleasant when he scolds people."
Shen Che looked at him and asked, “Okay?”
Can't.
Being scolded or punished had nothing to do with him. Doing such things was futile and had no effect other than making the old man's face even uglier when the engagement fell through.
The Land Rover drove past the Securities Building.
The obstructed evening light poured in through the car window, and Xie Zhizhi noticed that something was reflecting a cold, hard silver light under the reflection of the evening light.
He blinked and his eyes moved down imperceptibly.
Chen Che was wearing a glacier grey haute couture shirt today, with an inconspicuous slender plain chain hanging around his neck.
Xie Zhizhi frowned slightly and Feng Wen's white chain.
Found it in the locker room?
"Is it okay, Xie Zhizhi?" Shen Che asked again patiently.
This time he saw the person next to him tilt his head slightly, as if a little confused, and then the confusion was replaced by scrutiny.
After a few seconds, the thin lips that had been tightly pursed since getting on the car relaxed slightly, and two pleasant words came out.
"Can."
"But I've had dinner, let's go somewhere else."
Having his request met, Shen Che nodded without objection, his beautiful golden eyes flickering as he put on a very talkative attitude: "Okay."
*
Platinum Yue Private Club.
The crystal chandelier shatters the light into golden fragments and scatters them evenly. The air is filled with exquisite chypre fragrance. Billiard balls are scattered on the dark green championship-grade table tennis customized in Italy. The balls have been polished with high precision, and the resin surface reflects a series of round arcs of light.
The well-dressed alphas were chatting and laughing, talking about how many strokes it would take to collect all five balls on the table, and their suggestions on positions were varied. Chen Che just leaned against the edge of the table and didn't say anything.
He casually rolled up his shirt sleeves to his forearms, twirling a piece of chocolate powder absentmindedly with his fingertips, glancing towards the corner from time to time with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
In the corner, there was only Xie Zhizhi, who had a very low presence.
After looking into those golden eyes again, Xie Zhizhi paused calmly, picked up the lemon sparkling water on the table and took a sip while moving slightly to the right without leaving any trace, as if he was not involved.
He had been here for nearly three hours, during which he and Shen Che exchanged some non-aggressive trash talk. Shen Che never mentioned the silver chain. If Xie Zhizhi didn't know its true origin, he might have thought it originally belonged to Shen Che.
Unfortunately, he knew it very well - he even suspected that Shen Che knew it very well, that the thing did belong to Feng Wen.
The waiter brought a beautifully presented fruit plate. He picked up a piece of pineapple with a thin silver fork and put it into his mouth. A feeling of fatigue slowly climbed up along his taste buds, and a low pressure was brewing faintly.
"I'm tired, Shen Che."
He decided not to waste any more time with this moody mad dog.
"It's not even nine o'clock yet."
Beta's lukewarm attitude was annoying. Shen Che put down the chocolate powder and walked over to him: "Why don't you try it?"
Xie Zhizhi shook his head uninterestedly: "No, I want to go home."
Shen Che picked up the sparkling water from the tray and took a sip, thinking that he must be crazy to have such a sudden idea to run to Anhuan Bay. Xie Zhizhi was still so boring, exactly the same as he remembered.
"No?" Shen Che stroked the maple club in his hand and spoke slowly, "I'll teach you when to clear the table and when to let you go home."
The alpha spoke condescendingly, his gaze tinged with a certain playfulness, as if he was certain the other party would show embarrassment or resistance. He extended the maple club forward, his tone firm and unyielding:
"Clear the stage. I'll let you go once you're done."
Practice has shown many times that it is difficult for humans to think in the same frequency as dogs.
Xie Zhizhi just lowered his head, first looked at the golf club that was handed to him, then raised his eyes to look at Chen Che. There was no emotion in those black pupils, and the silence was suffocating.
After a brief silence, he readily reached out to take it, and stood up slowly, as if he didn't realize that the other party was deliberately making things difficult for him, making Shen Che feel like he had just thrown a small, insignificant stone into the vast and perennially silent lake.
Apart from a few unremarkable ripples, the lake as a whole remains overly indifferent and peaceful.
He hated this kind of indifferent peace, which made him want to destroy it.
"Shall we start with the posture?" Shen Che took a few steps back, standing with his arms folded and relaxed, his tone frivolous and teasing.
Xie Zhizhi didn't respond, but just slowly stroked the smooth maple shaft with his fingertips.
The bright light flowed and outlined his body. Among a bunch of alphas dressed in fine and decent clothes, Beta was indeed a little too ordinary, so much so that even if he made a little noise, his presence was not felt.
Shen Che's eyes followed Xie Zhizhi's movements as he stroked the club. After a moment, he heard the latter ask:
"Do you keep your word, Shen Che?"
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