Chapter 3: Quite Skilled
Shen Yixiao rested one hand on the armrest of the sofa, and his once gentle and affectionate eyes looked at her coldly, without a trace of emotion.
Cen Wan walked up to him and stood still, somewhat afraid to look him in the eyes.
Four years have passed, and those outlines and facial features that she had described over and over again seemed to have been reflected in her mind. She looked at him carefully, and his appearance was still the same, but with a little more maturity, and looked more tough and neat.
Cen Wan tried her best to force a smile: "I'm sorry for disturbing your sleep just now."
She knew that Shen Yixiao had a serious bad temper when waking up, but he had never vented his anger on her.
Cen Wan held up the wine glass, but Shen Yixiao didn't move at all.
When we first met, he was so frivolous and unruly, looking down on everyone. But after we got together, he never used this side of himself.
Cen Wan stood there awkwardly, her gaze fixed on her. Some were curious, others were disdainful and even gloating.
Cen Wan's arms gradually became stiff and numb, and she began to feel a sore throat.
After an unknown amount of time, Shen Yixiao slowly lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, his thin lips parted slightly: "Very skilled."
The tone was bland and it was hard to tell what he meant.
Cen Wan was stunned, pursed her lips and said nothing.
The atmosphere was tense, and someone nearby began to liven it up.
"Master Xiao is still as unsympathetic as ever, hahahaha..."
"Such a beautiful lady like you is unmoved by Master Xiao, so why not give it to me!"
"Please, maybe it can be of some use."
"Okay." Shen Yixiao's lips curled slightly, and his dark eyes glanced over casually. The person who spoke froze and felt a chill on his spine in an instant.
Shen Yixiao was clearly smiling, but the man felt his eyes were icy cold, as if he would crush him to death without hesitation in the next second. He immediately shut up.
Cen Wan was stunned the moment she finished speaking, and subconsciously looked at Shen Yixiao's expression. Did she hear it wrong?
Chen Yixiao raised his eyebrows slightly, met her stunned gaze, and smiled nonchalantly: "Didn't you hear clearly? Asking for help over there is more effective."
This was absurd, completely mocking her, full of insults and contempt.
Cen Wan felt as if her feet were nailed to the ground and the blood in her body froze.
Back then, a rich second-generation man made a dirty joke about her, and Shen Yixiao heard it and beat him half to death. He was hospitalized for three months.
But now, he treated her as an object of teasing and joke just like them.
Cen Wan's fingers holding the wine glass tightened unconsciously, and her fingertips turned white.
She looked at Shen Yixiao, a trace of emotion welling up in her clear eyes, but she suppressed it.
She didn't know whether Shen Yixiao hated her because of the unpleasant breakup, or whether he was just so bad to people who had nothing to do with him. In short, he must hate her.
She also owed him an apology.
"sorry."
Cen Wan raised her head and downed the wine in her hand once again. The spicy taste stimulated her senses, and her eyes became slightly moist, and a faint blush appeared on her fair face.
Shen Yixiao's eyes darkened, and his hand on the armrest suddenly tightened.
Cen Wan put the cup back in its place, took out a piece of contact information from her bag, bent down and placed it on the coffee table in front of Qin Yanxiu.
"Mr. Qin, I sincerely want to buy your things. If you have made up your mind, please contact me."
After she finished speaking, she stood up, glanced at the people in the room, and bowed slightly: "Sorry to disturb your leisure time."
After saying that, Cen Wan turned around and left. Her high heels made a crisp sound on the marble floor, and she didn't even look back.
Everyone in the room looked at each other, as if something was not going right.
Shen Yixiao lowered his eyes expressionlessly, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
If you look closely, you can see that his jaw is tense and his thin lips are pressed into a straight line.
As the "culprit" who brought the person here, Ji Yuanchen tried to defend himself: "It seems to me that she really wants to buy something from A Yan, she doesn't seem like that kind of woman."
Shen Yixiao's face was grim. He picked up the wine in front of him, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp without saying anything.
Qin Yanxiu glanced at him and raised his hand to send him away: "Okay, let's stop here for today, let's go first."
Shen Yixiao exuded an unhappy low pressure all over his body. Others did not dare to have any opinions and stood up to say goodbye.
In the end, the only people left in the room were Shen Yixiao, who was drinking alone, Qin Yanxiu, who was watching the show, and Ji Yuanchen, who was completely confused.
Qin Yanxiu picked up the contact information left by Cen Wan on the table and waved it in front of Shen Yixiao: "Do you want it?"
Shen Yixiao raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Are you idle or am I idle? You pick up all kinds of garbage."
Qin Yanxiu snorted, "If I remember correctly, the photo in your wallet was of her."
Ji Yuanchen's eyes widened instantly. After thinking of something, the corners of his mouth opened into an O shape. He was shocked and blurted out: "She is the ex-girlfriend who dumped you, Brother Yi?"
Shen Yixiao glared at him coldly, and Ji Yuanchen immediately covered his mouth.
I hope he won't be silenced for what he just said.
Qin Yanxiu still smiled: "With your vindictive nature, she is still alive and well in this world. This is true love without a doubt."
"When you meet someone, you just pretend to be unfamiliar with them and make sarcastic remarks. This is not your style, Second Young Master Shen, is it?"
Shen Yixiao said nothing, put down his wine glass, took off his watch, and slowly began to roll up his sleeves.
His movements were neither hurried nor slow, pleasing to the eye, with an innate dignity and composure.
Ji Yuanchen reflexively dodged backwards: "Qin Yanxiu, if you want to get beaten up, don't drag me into this! Brother Yi, I didn't say anything...!!!"
After a round of ping-pong, the room was in a mess. Wine bottles and glasses were shattered all over the floor, and the strong aroma of wine filled the room.
Qin Yanxiu sat on the sofa, clutching his chin and wailing, "I make a living with this face. If you break it, who will help you make money?"
Shen Yixiao turned his wrist, and the depression in his heart dissipated a little: "Your face is not worth much."
Qin Yanxiu: "Fuck!"
His face is known as the most handsome in the circle!
Ji Yuanchen, who was far away from the center of the war, couldn't help but recall the fear of being dominated by Shen Yixiao when he was a child, and instantly chose a camp: "Brother Yi has shown mercy, otherwise, would you still be fine?"
Qin Yanxiu: "That's because I can withstand a few attacks now!"
He shouldn't be so rude!
How could he forget that although this guy is now dressed in a suit and looks elegant and noble, the rebellious and wild nature in his bones cannot be changed.
What's more, he kept dancing in his minefield.
The fact that he is still alive is due to their friendship over the years.
After all, Shen Yixiao's dying appearance at the time left a deep impression on him.
Qin Yanxiu knew he was in the wrong, but he couldn't change his nature of asking for a beating: "Then I'll keep this contact information?"
Shen Yixiao sneered: "Whatever you want."
After two seconds: "What did she ask you for?"
He just knew it!
Qin Yanxiu curled his lips in triumph, but accidentally pulled the injured area, causing him to gasp in pain.
"These are some stones I bought at an auction a few days ago. It just so happens that Mr. Ji likes to collect these, so he gave them to me on his birthday."
Ji Yuanchen: "You sent my grandpa? Then you just..."
Shen Yixiao turned his gaze to Ji Yuanchen.
Ji Yuanchen: “???”
His strong desire to survive made his mind work rapidly, and his mouth moved faster than his brain: "Then... I'll steal it for you?"
Shen Yixiao snorted coldly with an ambiguous tone.
Ji Yuanchen: Does he want it or not?
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