Chapter 813 They're already tired of each other before they're even married?
If they really start arguing...
Will tomorrow's wedding be affected?
If his grandparents found out, they would beat him to death.
ah.
How could his sharp tongue be so quick!
"elder brother--"
Shang Xun sped up and rushed in to break up the fight.
Just as they reached the corner, they bumped into Shang Shiyan, who had suddenly stopped.
"Aww—"
Shang Xun covered his face and curled up in pain.
I hope his handsome nose hasn't collapsed.
"Go find me a mask." Shang Shiyan stared at him coldly.
Shang Xun asked, puzzled, "Huh?"
Shang Shiyan glared at him coldly, his tone displeased: "What 'huh'? Hurry up and go!"
Yes, yes, yes.
Shang Xun was incredibly cowardly, so he quickly gathered people to look for it, and soon found a black mask at the front desk.
"Brother, let's talk this out."
Seeing Shang Shiyan striding aggressively inside, Shang Xun hurriedly tried to dissuade her, saying, "Sister-in-law might be nervous. Come out and relax."
"She just looked and didn't touch anything, so she definitely didn't mean to betray you."
"big--"
Before the word "brother" could even be uttered, Shang Xun suddenly noticed his sister-in-law, who was supposed to be sitting in the audience.
They somehow ended up on stage, staring at a muscular man who wasn't wearing a shirt.
As I looked at it, I even wanted to touch it.
Lou Ying, standing next to him, had her arms crossed over her chest and a bright smile on her face.
"this--"
Shang Xun was dumbfounded. He secretly glanced at Shang Shiyan and felt like the world was about to end.
"Notify Jiang Yingdi to come and pick up his wife." Shang Shiyan left these words and strode inside.
"yes."
Shang Xun nodded and then asked the club owner to ask everyone inside to leave.
Fortunately, the prices inside are high, and it's still early, so there aren't many customers yet.
Judging by appearances, Jiang Jibai will arrive soon.
Shang Xun cautiously followed Shang Shiyan inside.
As soon as they got close, they heard Pei Jinwu say, "Three million for two days of your time."
"Hmm."
Shang Xun hurriedly raised his hand, unsure whether to cover his ears or gouge out his eyes.
Is the progress so rapid that they're already taking the person back?
Oh, no.
Is your sister-in-law really that wild?
"Miss, I actually have time for the next few days."
The man looked to be in his early twenties, with fair skin and a slight blush on his cheeks. He looked at Pei Jinwu shyly and said, "At this price, I'll do anything you ask."
"real?"
Pei Jinwu, with a lollipop still in her mouth and her eyelashes fluttering, said, "You said it yourself, I didn't force you, did I?"
"I said it."
The man nodded vigorously. "Three million. Don't even mention anyone else."
That's enough to buy his life.
He needs to serve this sugar daddy well; maybe he can rise to a higher social status and become a rich gigolo.
"Okay, put on your clothes and come with me." Pei Jinwu gestured with her chin towards him.
In the instant he turned around, he suddenly came into view a familiar figure.
Pei Jinwu: "Huh?"
It looks familiar.
"I want to go too! I want to go too!" Lou Ying grabbed her bag and chased after them. "Why aren't you moving? What are you looking at?"
Following Pei Jinwu's gaze, Lou Ying also froze.
She blinked, leaned close to Pei Jinwu's ear, and whispered, "Little Wu, this man looks a bit like your old fox."
Height, temperament, presence...
They are about 80% similar.
Unfortunately, they were wearing masks, so their faces couldn't be seen.
"Is it possible that he is?" Pei Jinwu took the lollipop out of her mouth, feeling a little guilty.
"ah?"
Lou Ying jumped back two steps, looked at it seriously for a few more seconds, and waved awkwardly: "Hello, Old Fox... Master Shang, you're here to see the male models too, ah no, you're here to drink too."
"..."
Shang Shiyan stared at her with a sinister gaze, his eyes cold and sharp. If there were a blade in them, Lou Ying suspected she had already been torn to pieces.
Oh no, oh no, oh no.
"Little Sister Wu, should I go first?" Lou Ying tugged at her clothes. "Old Fox knows, and Jiang Jibai will probably know too. I'll go back and play dead."
"Look at the doorway," Pei Jinwu murmured softly, her red lips trembling. "Doesn't that man look a bit like my brother?"
Lou Ying: "?"
After seeing it clearly.
Lou Ying: "!"
As she was leaving get off work, she grabbed a passing waiter and asked urgently, "Is there a back door? Is there a back door to this place?!"
No, no.
The waiter felt like his brain was about to be shaken to its core.
"Take care, sister."
Lou Ying instantly wilted like a frostbitten eggplant, patted Pei Jinwu's shoulder, and looked at Jiang Jibai timidly: "Um, let me explain, no, let me clarify..."
Shang Shiyan was wearing a mask, so his facial expression could not be seen.
But Jiang Jibai didn't; his face was as black as charcoal.
Jiang Jibai glanced at the naked man on the stage, then at the guilty-looking Lou Ying, and said in a deep voice, "Fine, explain yourself."
"Tomorrow is Wu Xiaomei's wedding, so we thought we'd relax a bit."
Lou Ying pinched Jiang Jibai's fingers and explained carefully, "I originally wanted to go sing karaoke, but who knew I'd end up here as soon as I opened my eyes."
"..."
Jiang Jibai stared at her indifferently, as if to say, "Do you think I believe you?"
"Um……"
Lou Ying saw that Jiang Jibai didn't believe her, and nervously tried to find the right words, "I was just relaxing, I didn't do anything."
"go home."
Jiang Jibai turned around and held her hand, his expression calm: "I'll settle the score with you slowly when we get back."
"Little Sister Mist, save me!"
Lou Ying called out to Pei Jinwu for help. Pei Jinwu opened her mouth, but when she met Shang Shiyan's gaze, she silently closed it again.
After Jiang Jibai took the person away.
Only Pei Jinwu, Shang Shiyan, Shang Xun, and a few male models silently getting dressed on stage remained on the scene.
"You...you all get out." Shang Shiyan's gaze swept over Shang Xun and the male model behind him, his voice icy.
"good."
Shang Xun touched his hair and said to the male models, "Come with me, you bunch of idiots."
"yes."
The people on stage didn't recognize Shang Shiyan, but they could feel the oppressive atmosphere.
Knowing they had offended a powerful figure, the group lowered their heads and walked silently along the wall.
"..."
The male models, especially those "chosen" by Pei Jinwu, were so timid that they didn't dare to lift their heads and wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl out of.
"You, stay."
Shang Shiyan turned his head and stared at him with deep eyes.
The male model pointed to himself: "Me?"
"..."
Shang Shiyan remained silent, his eyes so cold they could freeze you.
The male model glanced weakly at Shang Shiyan, his legs almost giving way in fright. "Boss, this has nothing to do with me. It's your girlfriend who wants to pay me for two days."
"Buy you?"
Shang Shiyan sized him up, her jealousy flaring up, and glared angrily at Pei Jinwu, "More handsome than me?"
Pei Jinwu shook her head.
"Better figure than mine?"
Pei Jinwu continued to shake her head.
"Richer than me, and better at making you happy?"
Pei Jinwu: "No."
"Then tell me, what do you see in him?" Shang Shiyan was angry, but dared not vent his anger.
What if I say something important and my wife runs away from the wedding tomorrow?!
She secretly dated younger men before marriage.
They're already tired of each other before they're even married?
——
good evening.
There's a reason why Wuwu bought it, hehe.
Go for it, my precious child taking the college entrance exam!
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