"What are you talking about?" Chen He walked over with Qin Yi's arm in arm.
Shen Jinyan hid his thoughts and lowered his head to explain to Shen He: "We were talking about Hanwen. He was just bragging, saying that Ye Xingren was his senior brother."
"My brother-in-law prepared a small gift for him and put it in the car. Hanwen went to get the gift."
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Shen He's eyes lit up with a smile. She said, "Before your brother-in-law left, he picked out a painting for Hanwen and left it in the car."
After a pause, Shen He deliberately emphasized: "Calligraphy and painting are for night walkers."
Shen Jinyan laughed in an unfathomable way, "Then there will be something interesting to watch."
A few of them chatted while waiting for Shen Hanwen to come back. Qin Yi took her phone and huddled with Shen He to watch the male Bodhisattva dancing on Douyin.
The male Bodhisattva has eight abdominal muscles that look very nice to touch.
The two watched with great interest.
Song Jingcheng sat beside Shen He, his eyes fixed on the phone screen. Although he was jealous of Shen He and Qin Yi's little hobby, he would not stop them.
It’s not wrong for my wife to be lustful, the problem is that she doesn’t have eight-pack abs.
He was just a sick chicken whose condition had just stabilized. As a grown man, how could he be angry about this?
Shen Jinyan didn't play with his phone, and he didn't have a hobby of drinking, so he just held a glass of lemon wine and looked at Shen He in a trance.
Strictly speaking, Chen He is not the eldest daughter of the Shen family, but the second child.
But when Shen Ruzhu, the eldest daughter of the Shen family, passed away at the age of 14, Shen Jinyan and the others were not yet born. The death of a genius was a pain for the entire Shen family.
To Shen Jinyan and the others, Shen He is like an older sister.
But Chen He is only 25 years old and still very young. In an ordinary family, a girl of this age has just entered society and is still in the stage of being ignorant and adventurous.
But Chen He, burdened with a deep blood feud, gritted his teeth and came to this day.
Shen Jinyan sincerely admires his eldest sister.
When Shen He looked up, she caught Shen Jinyan's gaze inadvertently. She put away her smile and asked Shen Jinyan: "Why are you always peeking at me?"
Shen Jinyan took a sip of wine in a concealing manner.
Even the fruit wine has a faint smell of alcohol.
Frowning, Shen Jinyan put down his wine glass and changed the subject: "Why hasn't Hanwen come yet?"
Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.
Chen He pointed behind Chen Jinyan and asked, "Isn't that it?"
Shen Jinyan turned around and saw Shen Hanwen walking over with a scroll of calligraphy and painting.
The young man wore a hooded sweatshirt, the hood pulled back to reveal his long, black hair. Beneath his tresses, his eyes were hazy, a kind of shock that made him question his own life.
When he came to the wine table, Shen Hanwen's eyes changed when he looked at Song Jingcheng.
Every industry has its own legend.
To Shen Hanwen, Song Jingcheng being the head of the Song family was not worthy of his respect or admiration.
After all, he was not in business, so he didn't understand how superior the Song family's status was in Qing City's upper class society, nor did he understand how important Song Jingcheng's position was in Qing City's business community.
But as a member of the calligraphy association, Shen Hanwen's longing for night walkers is as endless as the Yellow River.
Suddenly realizing that his brother-in-law was actually his idol, Shen Hanwen felt as if he was walking on cotton all the way into the bar.
Seeing Shen Hanwen's overly stimulated reaction, Song Jingcheng suppressed his laughter, pointed at the calligraphy and painting in his arms, and asked: "Do you like it? I heard from your sister that you like the calligraphy of Night Walker, so I prepared one for you."
Shen Hanwen finally came back to his senses.
He put down the calligraphy and painting, suddenly grabbed Song Jingcheng's arm, and said excitedly: "When I went to pick up the gift just now, I saw the seal you left in the box!"
“Brother-in-law, are you a night walker?”
"My idol?"
"My teacher has been thinking about this eldest disciple for over ten years but never thought of it?"
Song Jingcheng nodded calmly: "Yes, I am the night walker that your master and disciples have been talking about, who is seriously ill and incurable and is almost dying."
The young man's cheeks felt hot, and he slapped his mouth twice, saying, "I'm a jerk, I'm slapping myself!"
"Alright." Song Jingcheng stopped Shen Hanwen and said, "It's getting late. Your sister and I will go back first. When you see your teacher again, remember to tell him that I am destined to disappoint him. I can't die young."
After saying that, Song Jingcheng grabbed Chen He's hand and left the booth, then asked Qin Yi: "Qin Yi, we're on the way, you've had a drink, so come back with us."
Qin Yi originally planned to call a designated driver.
But since Song Jingcheng had already spoken up, she didn't hesitate. "Okay. But my car is still in the basement garage."
"That's easy." Song Jingcheng said, "Sri's workplace isn't far from there. I'll have him drive there for you after work."
"Have you added him on WeChat?" Song Jingcheng took out his phone and said, "Come on, I'll share his WeChat profile with you."
Qin Yi didn't doubt it, picked up the phone, looked at it, and said, "Got it, I'll add him now."
Staring at Qin Yi applying to add Shen Sili as a friend, Song Jingcheng retracted his gaze, said goodbye to Shen Jinyan and the others, and left.
After they left, Shen Hanwen was still holding the calligraphy and painting and looking at it obsessively, "Look, it's worthy of being my senior brother's calligraphy and painting."
He became a die-hard fan of Song Jingcheng, praising his calligraphy without thinking: "Look at his handwriting, it's like a god's stroke, the force penetrates the paper, and the strength and grace are all there. Master is right, even if I practice for another ten years, I can't catch up with my senior brother."
Hearing him call him "Big Brother" all the time, Shen Jinyan couldn't help but frown. He suddenly said to Shen Hanwen: "Brother-in-law was acting as a matchmaker just now, trying to bring Sister Qin Yi and your brother together?"
"Ah?" Shen Hanwen was stunned. "Is that true?"
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