Chapter 74 The ancestral grave was buried in the right direction
From Jiang Zheng's perspective, it seemed as if Wen Xi was the one taking the initiative to flirt with Shang Chen.
Having frequented bars, Jiang Zheng had seen many such scenes, some even more outrageous.
They were so close that Jiang Zheng could even see Wen Xi's subtle, teasing expression as she smiled at Shang Chen.
Does she really like this old man that much?!
What can he do now to interrupt this morally reprehensible scene?
Wenxi moved too quickly, and Shang Chen subconsciously looked down, his dark eyes focusing on Wenxi's profile.
Her profile was exceptional, and her eyes were like black ink, able to withstand close scrutiny.
Shang Chen's breathing was slightly deep, his expression calm, and he calmly helped Wen Xi put on the earrings.
"alright."
As he withdrew his hand, his fingertips brushed against Wenxi's earlobe.
The water droplet tassel swayed gently, brushing against Wenxi's slender white neck, cool and refreshing.
It's a bit dazzling.
Wen Xi didn't sit back down, maintaining her half-leaning position in Shang Chen's arms. She slightly raised her head, glanced at Shang Chen, and asked in a lazy and indifferent tone, "Is it pretty?"
Shang Chen's deep, magnetic voice said, "It's beautiful."
Wen Xi raised an eyebrow: "Really?"
"I'm not lying."
Wen Xi's eyes were indifferent, and the corners of her lips curved slightly: "I'm asking about the person, not the earring."
She was flirting with him.
Shang Chen swallowed hard, his eyes growing increasingly dark. "It looks good too."
"Want a kiss?"
Shang Chen: "..."
A smile flickered across Wenxi's calm eyes, as if she were testing him, or perhaps joking.
The wine is ready!
Jiang Zheng suddenly spoke up, his voice extremely loud, with a faint sound of clenched teeth.
The bartender next to him was startled and turned to look at his boss.
The wine is ready, so why are you shouting like that?
Wen Xi pulled away from Shang Chen, sat up straight, and slowly asked, "Are you planning to become the lead singer recently?"
Jiang Zheng was stunned. "What?"
"Otherwise, why are you practicing your voice?"
Jiang Zheng: "..."
He didn't say a word, and the two of them were almost kissing!
Jiang Zheng knew he had no chance, but killing someone was just a matter of beheading them!
Wenxi is really ruthless!
Jiang Zheng: "Yes, is there a problem?"
Even if he's spouting nonsense, he'll still keep the two of them talking to him, never giving them a chance to be alone together.
Wenxi nodded slightly: "I'll bring my husband to support you on the day you perform on stage."
“You can come.” Jiang Zheng glanced at Shang Chen: “He…”
Perhaps it was out of intimidation by Shang Chen's imposing presence and status, or perhaps it was based on basic manners.
Jiang Zheng, annoyed that Shang Chen hadn't said those things, changed the subject, saying, "Didn't you say you didn't want to bring him to see me?"
Shang Chen, who was taking a sip of wine, paused and glanced at Wen Xi unintentionally.
Wenxi also talked to Jiang Zheng about him?
That's true; the term "old man" can't just be used without context.
Shang Chen remained calm.
Wenxi: "I'll give you face."
Jiang Zheng's lips twitched. "There's no need for that."
What does he need that face for?!
Shang Chen suddenly asked, "Was the wine glass that Wenxi gave me bought from Young Master Jiang?"
Jiang Zheng: "...Is there a problem?!"
This couple, one wasn't satisfied with just hurting him, the other wouldn't let him off the hook either.
Shang Chen: "No problem, I like it."
Jiang Zheng proudly raised his head: "Of course, anything that can enter my collection cabinet can't be an ordinary item."
Shang Chen said in a slightly indifferent tone, "I haven't opened the gift yet."
Jiang Zheng was taken aback: "Then what do you mean by 'like'?"
Shang Chen's gaze was indifferent, and he said seriously, "I like all the gifts Wen Xi gave me."
Jiang Zheng: "..."
Damn it, if he rushes up and smashes this vicious old man's head open now, won't Wen Xi sue him?!
Wen Xi glanced discreetly at Shang Chen, whose expression was somber, took a small sip of the freshly mixed drink, and the curve of her lips was ambiguous.
Wenxi: "Make me another Autumn Mary."
Jiang Zheng refused without hesitation: "I won't transfer."
"We're not selling today, but I made an exception and mixed you one. Want a second one?"
Jiang Zheng could figure out who Wen Xi was asking for the second cup of wine for without even thinking.
He must be out of his mind to mix drinks for that vicious old man, Shang Chen.
Wen Xi clicked her tongue, "Never mind then, you can try mine."
After saying that, she held the wine glass to Shang Chen's lips.
Shang Chen glanced at Wen Xi but didn't reach out to take it.
His dark eyes gazed silently at Wenxi, his expression indifferent, his reaction calm, as if waiting for Wenxi to feed him.
Wenxi saw through his thoughts, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she still cooperated with Shang Chen.
The man's lips were moistened with wine, and they looked...very kissable.
Jiang Zheng watched helplessly as Wen Xi fed Shang Chen wine and flirted with him.
He slammed his hand on the table.
"That's enough, you two!"
Where did this stereotypical, serious, and unromantic old man go?!
She went to a bar in the middle of the night and showed off her love right in front of him. If he were an old-fashioned man, he would have his family graves turned upside down!
Wen Xi glanced at him: "As a bar owner, you're so free?"
Shang Chenhui's voice was restored, and the wife echoed her husband: "Young Master Jiang, you don't need to worry about us, you're busy."
Jiang Zheng cursed inwardly, "Only a fool would want to interfere with Shang Chen."
"I'll mix you a drink, and you answer a question for me."
Shang Chen: "?"
Jiang Zheng: "Don't worry, it's not difficult, and it has nothing to do with you two as a couple."
I will answer as appropriate.
Jiang Zheng's teeth ached from Shang Chen's reply.
Answer if you can, don't answer if you can't, don't be so sour and say "I will answer at my discretion".
Jiang Zheng: "Where are your family's ancestral graves?"
Shang Chen was highly cultured; he didn't even flinch when faced with Jiang Zheng's question.
"Jiangnan".
This question is strange, but there's really nothing to hide.
A little inquiry reveals that the merchant's ancestral home is in Jiangnan, and his ancestral graves are naturally located there as well.
Jiang Zheng frowned after hearing this.
Are you really going to make his father move the ancestral graves to Jiangnan?
Only Wenxi, who knew everything, sipped her wine, looking on with an air of anticipation.
After taking two sips, Wenxi put down her wine glass.
"It's getting late, so we'll be leaving now and won't disturb your business any longer."
Jiang Zheng did not try to stop him.
As long as they don't hurt his feelings in front of him, they can do whatever they want.
Jiang Zheng mixed himself a drink and gazed wistfully at the departing figures of Wen Xi and Shang Chen, feeling inexplicably sad.
The bartender next to him couldn't stand it anymore and reminded him, "Boss, that guy is more handsome than you, give up."
Jiang Zheng's forced composure instantly crumbled.
He kicked out, yelling, "Why are you talking nonsense!"
He's got eyes, isn't he?!
As they stepped out the door, having already drunk several rounds of alcohol, Wenxi suddenly slowed her pace: "We've both been drinking, how can we drive?"
"Call a designated driver."
There are too many designated drivers outside the bar.
While waiting for the designated driver, Shang Chen suddenly asked, "What did Jiang Zheng mean when he asked me about my family's ancestral graves?"
Wenxi: "Oh, he asked me what kind of good fortune I had in my past life that allowed us to be betrothed since childhood."
"I said it's probably because your family's ancestral graves were buried in a good direction."
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