After Shen Jiarui finished reading the challenge on the card, his face instantly fell, and he could no longer smile.
He also wanted to hug Shen Shuyuan; he wished he were number four.
Shen Shuyuan gazed at Shen Jinmo quietly, looking at him expectantly, waiting for his response.
Shen Jinmo pursed his thin lips, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and remained motionless for a long time.
Shen Shuyuan slowly approached him, clutching the number tag in her hand: "Brother, give me a hug."
When she walked up to Shen Jinmo, Shen Jinmo coldly said, "I refuse this challenge."
After these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the private room fell silent for a few seconds.
A few seconds later, Qi Mingli shouted, "Damn it, Brother Shen is going to sacrifice his wife for the greater good!"
Because of his refusal.
Pushing Lu Zhiwei directly into the fire pit means that the person who drew the lot must accept the punishment of drinking.
Lu Zhiwei snorted coldly, her eyes filled with sarcasm and disdain as she looked at Shen Jinmo.
Just as I was about to pick up my wine glass.
Shen Jiarui snatched the number four card from Shen Jinmo's hand and exchanged it with him: "I'll exchange one with my brother. I'm number four now. I'll hug Shuyuan. My sister-in-law has a cold and can't drink alcohol."
After saying that, he happily moved closer to Shen Shuyuan and forcibly pulled her into his arms.
Unable to get what she wanted, Shen Shuyuan suppressed her disgust and discomfort, resting her chin on Shen Jiarui's shoulder, her hands hanging by her sides clenched tightly, her nails digging into her palms.
Lu Zhiwei gave a self-deprecating laugh.
Anyone in the Shen family is more flesh and blood than Shen Jinmo, except for Shen Jinmo, whose heart has been cold from beginning to end.
They escaped unscathed.
When it was Qi Mingli's turn to draw lots, he drew: [Number One and Number Three in a princess carry].
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