Chapter 130 I Only Listen to My Wife
Exquisite dishes were served one after another, and the steaming aroma instantly filled the entire private room, but it could not suppress the "melon-eating atmosphere" flowing between everyone's brows.
Zhong Jie picked up the wine glass to add more wine for Si Yan, but Si Yan raised his hand and gently stopped him.
He turned to look at Su Nian, his tone carrying a subtle inquiry: "I drove today, birthday boy, can I owe you this glass of wine?"
"That won't do! Who isn't driving?" Wu Yichen immediately joined in the fun.
"Wake up, A'yan, the birthday boy today is A'jie, not your wife! Did you ask the wrong person?" Qin Chuan's words revealed that he wanted to watch the fun and not mind getting involved.
Lin Weiwei's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had seized an opportunity. She rushed forward and snatched the bottle from Zhong Jie's hand. Her voice softened instantly, with a hint of coquettishness: "Brother Yan, what's the problem with driving? We can just call a designated driver later. Today is my brother's birthday. We haven't been together for so long, you can't not drink!"
As she spoke, she was about to pour wine into Si Yan's cup, as if the distance between them would immediately be shortened as soon as the wine entered Si Yan's mouth.
Si Yan calmly moved the wine glass away a few inches, but his eyes remained on Su Nian. The corners of his lips curled up slightly: "The leader at home hasn't spoken yet, so I dare not accept this wine."
Si Yan had an expression that said, "I only listen to my wife."
At this time, Li Yue leaned over and looked at Su Nian with sparkling eyes: "Niannian, speak quickly! We are all waiting for Professor Si to have a drink!" As she spoke, she gently nudged Su Nian with her elbow, looking like she couldn't wait to eat the melon.
Su Nian felt the warmth in everyone's eyes, chuckled softly and spoke without any emotion: "Sister Lin, what you said makes sense. Brother Si Yan, please give me some face."
Si Yan raised an eyebrow, leaned closer to Su Nian, and lowered his voice so that everyone could hear: "Are you really willing to let me drink it?"
Su Nian met his teasing gaze, the corners of her lips curved slightly: "Mr. Si, do you feel that you are not free?"
After getting the answer, Si Yan turned to Zhong Jie, the smile in his eyes becoming clearer: "Okay, Ajie, you are the birthday boy, I will drink the 'lucky wine' you poured today!"
This one sentence made Lin Weiwei, who was holding the bottle of wine, freeze in place. The sweet smile on her face froze instantly, and her hand hung in the air. It was not right to hand it out, nor was it right to take it back. She felt extremely embarrassed.
After a few seconds of hesitation, she stiffly stuffed the bottle back into Zhong Jie's hand and said, "Here you go! Your 'blessing'!"
Zhong Jie took over the hot potato, quietly glared at his cousin, and leaned over to lower his voice: "Weiwei, stop it, the queen is sitting here, and all the people here are hers! Your health bar is not enough to show it."
He knew very well that although the married Si Yan looked aloof, he actually cherished Su Nian at the top of his heart and was a typical henpecked husband. It was better for him not to show his cousin's little thoughts here.
Lin Weiwei was turned down by Si Yan, so she turned around and directed the "war" towards her cousin.
"Brother, can you introduce this sister to me? Is she the girlfriend you secretly hide?" She pointed at Fang Xia, trying to divert attention.
"My friend, Fang Xia, just call her sister." Zhong Jie felt a headache about this cousin.
"Does my aunt know? What does she do? Could she be the 'intimate assistant' of your law firm?" Lin Weiwei continued to launch a "household registration" attack.
Zhong Jie was stunned by the question, and an embarrassed look of "help me" flashed across his face. He thought that he hadn't even gotten the girl yet, and was afraid that his silly cousin would ruin the relationship. What was wrong with him to agree to let her come here for dinner?
Before he could open his mouth, Fang Xia had already put down his chopsticks and calmly wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.
She raised her head and looked at Lin Weiwei with a distant but appropriate smile on her face: "Hello, Miss Lin, I'm Fang Xia, a designer for Chen's Clothing Company. Lawyer Zhong and I are just friends, and I happened to come here to celebrate his birthday today. As for whether Auntie knows me..."
She paused, her tone gentle but with clear boundaries, "I don't think it matters. After all, he and I are just ordinary friends."
These words, neither humble nor arrogant, not only clarified the relationship, but also hinted that Lin Weiwei's problem was too beyond the line.
Su Nian silently applauded in her heart: This counterattack is elegant! It will never go out of style!
But Lin Weiwei was already holding her breath, so how could she give up easily?
Her eyes rolled, a fake smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, and she leaned forward. "Sister, you're a designer? That's impressive. But I heard that designers are really tired, staying up all night to revise plans, and your skin can easily break down... Sister Fang Xia looks quite young. Is she using some 'rejuvenating magic tool'? Can you recommend it?"
This sounds like a compliment, but in fact it is secretly saying that Fang Xia's "youthful look" is all due to the skin care products, and even has a bit of a sarcastic tone of "she is not young anymore".
Fang Xia was holding a teacup in her hand. Upon hearing this, she lightly touched the rim of the cup with her fingertips. When she looked up, there was no extra expression on her face. Her tone was as calm as boiled water. "It's okay. Maybe it's because I have a more Buddhist mentality and don't dwell on other people's affairs. I also have good sleep quality, so my skin is naturally good."
"Don't talk about me anymore. Look at our talented designer Su Nian. Her skin is so smooth and there's no sign of fatigue on her face. She's pregnant, so she probably doesn't use any skincare products. You two are about the same age, so you can ask her for her secrets!"
What? Not only are they married, they even have a child? Doesn't that mean there's no chance for me at all? Lin Weiwei was completely devastated after hearing this.
Si Yan glanced at her calmly, his eyes seemed to say - What are you thinking? Even if you don't get married, you don't have a chance.
Zhong Jie frowned slightly, tightening his grip on the wine glass. His tone was calm but firm, "Lin Weiwei, are you here to eat or to take the census? If you keep asking these out-of-scope questions, I'll be leaving you alone!"
Lin Weiwei was disappointed, curled her lips and muttered softly: "Just ask, why are you protecting me so much..." But she didn't continue to make trouble.
At this moment, the best assistant Li Yue suddenly cried out "Oops!" and pointed at the phone on the table: "Sister Fang Xia, your phone has been flashing for a while. Is there something urgent?"
Fang Xia cooperated and picked up the phone to take a look. He frowned slightly and acted naturally: "Sorry, I have something to do and need to go out to answer a call."
"Let me go out with you." Zhong Jie stood up immediately, his movements as fast as if he was equipped with a spring.
"No need to bother, Lawyer Zhong, you are the birthday boy today..."
"It's okay, I might as well go out and get some fresh air." Zhong Jie said as he walked around the chair and gentlemanly opened the door of the box for Fang Xia.
He must go out and make amends!
The two walked out one after the other.
As soon as the door closed, Li Yue excitedly grabbed Su Nian's arm and roared in a breathless voice: "See! Such tacit understanding! Such cooperation! Such 'protective' spirit! No one would believe that there is nothing going on between Sister Fang Xia and Lawyer Zhong!"
Su Nian smiled and glanced at Si Yan, who seemed calm but had a slight smile on his face.
Qin Chuan and Wu Yichen at the table clinked their glasses in unison: "Cheers to this thrilling story!"
Si Yan picked up the serving chopsticks again and gave Su Nian a piece of dessert that she had glanced at for a moment. He said in a calm tone, "Replenish some sugar to maintain your fighting strength."
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