Chapter 81 Ginger Cola
The restaurant's private rooms were warmly lit.
Zhu Wan saw her older sister as soon as she entered. She quietly walked to her sister's side.
Zhu Fan pulled A Yuan to sit beside him, carefully looking her over from head to toe, and gently touched her flushed cheek with his fingertips. "Why is your face so red?"
As Qiu Chen prepared to sit down, he subconsciously touched his nose.
Fang Qibai didn't say anything, glanced at the little girl, and pulled out a chair to sit down.
Zhu Wan touched her burning face with the back of her hand and whispered, "I'm wearing too many clothes, it's a bit hot."
Zhu Fanben wanted her to take off her coat, but when he saw that she was only wearing a thin undershirt, he changed his mind and said, "Bear with it, I'll take you home after dinner."
Meng Yin called ten minutes ago.
Amidst the torrential rain in Beijing, she was worried about her two daughters who hadn't yet returned home.
Fang Qizhou entered from outside the private room, sat down next to Zhu Fan, and casually placed a pot of ginger cola that he had just brought on the table.
Zhu Fan poured him a cup, and then poured a cup for A Yuan.
She reached out and took Fang Qizhou's hand—
It was still ice cold.
She frowned and lowered her voice: "Fang Qizhou, do you even care about your health? Taking a cold shower in this freezing weather?"
Fang Qizhou hooked her fingertips around his lap and said in a low, husky voice, "Cool down."
A thin layer of powder suddenly appeared on Zhu Fan's earlobes, and she pinched his palm hard.
With Fang Qizhou's arrival, the private room was filled up within minutes.
When Wang Aohan entered with Zhong Fei, there was only one empty seat left.
Wang He moved to the side, signaling to the waiter to add another chair.
"Thank you, Brother Zhou and Sister-in-law, for gracing us with this meal," Wang He raised his glass. "I toast to Brother Zhou and Sister-in-law."
Zhu Fan noticed that his younger sister had little appetite, so he put some light dishes on her plate. Hearing this, he put down his chopsticks and looked up at Fang Qizhou.
Fang Qizhou didn't even lift his eyelids. "If you want to drink, drink it yourself."
Wang He's face stiffened, but he dared not reveal anything.
Wen Yuxing raised his glass at the opportune moment to smooth things over: "He'er, I'll drink with you. Brother Zhou still has to take his girlfriend and sister home later."
Qiu Chen was annoyed by Wang He's words and didn't even take the wine he offered.
When the toast was offered to him, he made up a random excuse to brush it off.
Qiu Chen simply looked down and sent Zhu Wan a message: 【Wan, pour Chen-gege a glass of ginger cola.】
Under Qiu Chen's repeated urgings to look at her phone, Zhu Wan turned on her phone.
A cup of steaming ginger cola was gently turned and placed in front of Qiu Chen.
Qiu Chen took the cup and winked at Zhu Wan.
My dear sister, all the love and care we gave you was worth it.
On the other side, Wang Aohan tilted his head back and downed the glass of baijiu in one gulp.
Zhong Fei silently refilled her glass.
"Ah Fei, have a drink with me."
Zhong Fei smiled and said, "Okay."
She lowered her eyes. On her way here, she saw a video on her phone of Fang Qizhou and Zhu Fan kissing in the pouring rain.
She read it once, and then again.
They clinked glasses and exchanged toasts at the dinner table.
Some people mentioned the woman who rushed in front of Fang Qizhou's car on the track.
"Luckily it was Brother Zhou, anyone else would have run into him."
"They're risking their lives to attract attention using such methods."
The man who brought up the topic praised Fang Qizhou's driving skills to the extreme.
Realizing that Sister-in-law Zhou was also there, he changed the subject, "People used to say that Brother Zhou was not interested in women, but now it seems that he just hasn't met anyone he likes."
"Sister-in-law, I wish you and Brother Zhou a long and happy life together."
"I'll take it, you can do as you please."
Wang Aohan smiled self-deprecatingly; she and Zhong Fei were like background figures.
“Ah Fei, the phone you put in my pocket seems to keep ringing.”
Zhong Fei took her phone. The several missed calls from Leng Qiyi on the screen, along with the repeated text messages, instantly froze the smile on her lips.
How dare you betray me!
How dare you betray me!
How dare you betray me!
Wang Aohan noticed her sudden change in expression and cast a questioning glance at her.
Zhong Fei quickly turned off her phone. When she looked up, she had already returned to normal and said softly, "It's nothing."
She looked at Fang Qizhou across the dining table—
The man turned slightly to the side, his expression languid and focused as he placed a piece of steamed sea bass on Zhu Fan's plate.
Fang Qizhou picked the scallion strips off the sea bass.
Zhu Fan finished the fish in his bowl and then tested the temperature of the ginger cola in his cup.
It's not so hot anymore.
She gently pushed the cup to Fang Qizhou's side, "I'll pour you another cup after you finish yours."
Fang Qizhou lowered his eyes, his gaze lingering for a moment on the rim of the glass she had just touched—
He then lowered his head and took a sip from that spot.
The warm, sweet sensation slid down his throat, and a faint smile flickered in his eyes.
Zhong Fei silently withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, and downed the glass of strong liquor in front of her. The spicy liquid burned her throat, but it couldn't suppress the bitterness surging in her heart.
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