Chapter 75 "Mr. Shang, can you taste the vinegar?"
Shang Chen: "...He believed it?"
"They must have believed it."
If they didn't believe it, they wouldn't have specifically asked Shang Chen.
Shang Chen said calmly, "When he really decides to move the ancestral graves, Chairman Jiang will be looking for you."
Wen Xi's expression froze: "...It can't be that bad, can it?"
Shang Chen turned to look at her, and Wen Xi also looked at Shang Chen. For a moment, they were speechless.
The night breeze was slightly chilly, and it brushed past my ears, making them feel a little numb.
Shang Chen suddenly spoke up: "Wenxi, when are we going to have a child?"
His gaze was calm and composed, as if he wasn't asking about having children, but rather when to put a job on the agenda.
Wenxi had no romantic thoughts in her mind.
After being married for a while, Wenxi gradually caught up with Shang Chen's way of thinking.
Wenxi: "You don't want to acknowledge a grandson anymore, you want to raise a son instead?"
Faced with Wen Xi's teasing, Shang Chen calmly replied, "Yes."
If they have children, Wenxi probably won't pick up children randomly outside.
"No rush."
Having a baby is a big deal, and Wenxi wants to take care of her health first.
"good."
Even though Shang Chen's deep face showed no change in expression, Wen Xi could still detect a hint of regret.
It wasn't that he regretted Wenxi not agreeing to have children with him, but rather that he regretted having an extra grandson.
The designated driver took the car to Mansion No. 3.
After getting off the bus, Wenxi didn't rush to leave. Instead, she leaned against the door to get some fresh air and clear her head.
Shang Chen walked around and draped his suit jacket over her shoulders. "Don't stand in the wind outside, you'll get sick."
Wenxi looked at him quietly, the tassels on her earrings swaying gently.
The red diamonds shimmered with fire, and her skin was as white as snow, captivating all who saw her.
Shang Chen thought of the kiss that had been interrupted at the bar.
Wen Xi tilted her head back, taking in Shang Chen's expression, her cool tone revealing a hint of languor.
"Want to continue that kiss?"
"Just now..." Shang Chen's deep, magnetic voice trailed off, "I didn't mean to kiss you."
Wenxi raised an eyebrow, somewhat disbelieving.
The two had many in-depth conversations and were quite familiar with each other's situations.
Just now, Shang Shenming was moved.
Shang Chenchen said, "Bars are too crowded, it's not suitable."
The things between him and Wenxi, whether it was kissing or making love, were private matters between the two of them.
Shang Chen dislikes being in public, especially when someone is eyeing Wenxi.
He was moved, but he was able to control himself.
Wenxi understood what he meant and straightened up. "If you don't want to, then forget it."
If I guessed wrong, it seems a bit embarrassing?
A hint of helplessness flashed across Shang Chen's face as he followed Wen Xi with steady steps.
After Wenxi went upstairs, she saw the jewelry box on the table.
"This is……"
Shang Chen simply said, "It's part of a set with the earrings."
Wenxi: "You bought this set of jewelry just to buy these earrings?"
Shang Chen: "Mm."
Wenxi: "..."
Shang Chen kept his promise and did exactly what he said.
But Wenxi never expected that Shang Chen would frequently pick out 'small gifts' for her.
Is it a bit... a waste to buy an entire set of jewelry just to get a 'small gift'?
After all, these jewelry styles are too flashy, and she doesn't have many opportunities to wear them.
Adding to the gifts Shang Chen and her mother-in-law had given her before, there are some pieces of jewelry that Wen Xi may never wear in her lifetime.
Shang Chen guessed Wen Xi's thoughts and said calmly, "It's okay if you don't wear it. You can keep it to pass on to your child later."
The most expensive part of these pieces is not their craftsmanship, but the rare diamonds and gemstones they are set with.
Wenxi: "You're thinking really far ahead."
They're already thinking about passing down the family business before they even have a child.
Shang Chen: "We must always plan ahead."
After looking at the jewelry, Wenxi tidied up the flower basket that Shang Chen had given her.
Shang Chen went to the bathroom to take a shower first.
Just as Wenxi finished arranging the flower baskets, she heard a cell phone ring.
It wasn't her phone.
Wenxi found Shang Chen's phone and knocked on the bathroom door. "There's a call."
I knocked for a while, but there was no response from behind the door; I guess they didn't hear me.
When Wenxi saw the word "mother" displayed on the screen, she took the initiative to answer the call.
"Mom, it's me."
The merchant's mother smiled gently: "Is it Xixi?"
Wenxi: "Shang Chen is taking a shower. Mom, what's wrong? Why are you calling so late?"
Upon hearing that Shang Chen was taking a shower, Shang's mother quickly covered her mouth, afraid that she would laugh out loud and be heard by Wen Xi.
After a long pause, she adjusted her tone and softened her voice, saying, "Then I haven't disturbed you, have I?"
Wenxi guessed what her mother-in-law was thinking from the change in her tone.
She replied without changing her expression, "No, we just got home."
"It's good that we didn't disturb you."
Her son is thirty years old and has finally agreed to get married. With someone to take care of him for the rest of his life, Mrs. Shang has no intention of being a spoilsport mother-in-law.
Mrs. Shang: "It's nothing serious. I took Mumu to a Western restaurant this afternoon, and when we got there, I found out that Shang Chen had also made a reservation. But I didn't see him during the meal, so I thought I'd ask him what was going on."
Did Shang Chen book a Western restaurant?
But in the end, they went to a private restaurant that specializes in Chinese food.
Wenxi asked calmly, "Mom, when was this about?"
Five o'clock in the afternoon.
“Five o’clock in the afternoon…” Wenxi drawled, “We changed the venue at the last minute and went to have lunch.”
"Oh, I see!" Mrs. Shang smiled broadly. "That Western restaurant has a very nice ambiance, perfect for couples to have a candlelight dinner, listen to music, and enjoy the river view... We missed it today, but we can try it next time."
A candlelight dinner?
Wen Xi calmly replied, "Okay, I'll go when I have the chance."
Before hanging up the phone, Mrs. Shang kept saying, "It's good that you and your husband have a good relationship!"
Wenxi guessed that her mother-in-law was calling because she suspected Shang Chen.
My usually dull and boring son suddenly ordered a candlelight dinner, but the person who was supposed to come never showed up.
Neither of these things is in line with Shang Chen's style.
The woman was worried that something might go wrong, which is why she called at this time.
After answering the phone, Wenxi successfully calmed Shang's mother down.
After hanging up the phone, Wenxi leaned against the bathroom door, pondering the information her mother-in-law had just revealed.
In other words, Shang Chen originally ordered Western food, but changed it to Chinese food halfway through the trip.
What is the truth?
It seems fairly easy to guess.
Shang's dad was extremely jealous.
It seems she'll have to coax her some more.
Wenxi smiled, put her phone back, and slowly took off the earring that was hanging from her ear.
She went to the wardrobe and took out a black shirt that was hanging separately and put it on.
There's underfloor heating indoors, so it's not too cold when changing clothes.
After changing, Wenxi stepped barefoot onto the carpet, loosened her hair, and slowly pushed open the bathroom door.
The crisp sound of water rang in my ears, accompanied by a faint warmth.
Shang Chen, who was taking a bath with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard footsteps.
Turning my head, I saw Wen Xi wearing his black shirt, pushing open the door and walking through the mist.
I don't know if it was because the fog was too thick or because Wenxi's appearance was too surprising.
Shang Chen remained silent for a long time.
His breathing was a little heavy: "How did you get in?"
Wen Xi's cool and aloof expression softened with a hint of a smile, her cold arrogance tinged with a touch of unrestrained indulgence.
"Mr. Shang, shall we shower together?"
Shang Chen: "..."
"Didn't you say you'd stay with me no matter what tonight?"
This was what Shang Chen promised Wen Xi in front of the bar.
The water from the showerhead splashed onto Wenxi's shirt, some landing on her slender white neck, and some staining the fabric.
She reached out and hooked her arm around Shang Chen's neck, her expression indifferent. "That kiss just now, you didn't want it, but I did."
She got close to Shang Chen at the bar to make Jiang Zheng give up, but she also genuinely wanted to get close to Shang Chen.
As soon as Wenxi finished speaking, a shadow fell, enveloping and swallowing her.
Shang Chen easily lifted her with one arm and placed her on the tiled table beside him, kissing her deeply and passionately.
Just as the kiss was about to land, Wenxi pressed her fingertips against his chest, stopping him from going any further, and asked playfully, "Mr. Shang, can you taste the jealousy?"
There was quite a bit of vinegar in that bowl of noodles.
Shang Chen's eyes were as dark as ink, and his voice was deep and hoarse, "No."
What does that taste like?
Shang Chen: "..."
Seeing that he didn't answer, Wenxi said slowly, "Didn't we book a Western restaurant? Why did we change it to a Chinese restaurant?"
The man's large hand tightened around her waist, his fingers seemingly digging into Wenxi's skin.
Wenxi wrapped her legs around his waist and leaned close to him.
"Western restaurants also serve vinegar."
"Not sour enough, and not authentic enough."
Wenxi: "..."
"I just tried it, and it's quite authentic."
How could vinegar brewed by Shang Chen himself not be authentic?
As soon as she finished speaking, Wenxi's back pressed against the mirror, sending a chill down her spine.
The shirt was ripped open, one button popped off, and it ended up somewhere in the bathroom.
"Yeah?"
"I'll try it again."
The man's low, gentle voice flowed through the bathroom, drowning out all other sounds.
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