Chapter 38: Drunk and Coquettish
Chapter 38
The colorful scam soda was finally thrown away. Wen Xi tasted the cocktail in his hand, squinting his eyes with satisfaction.
There was a slight vibration from the pocket of his suit, and Wen Xi took out his mobile phone and turned on the screen. The first message that came into his sight was from Fang Qingyang.
21:53
[Fang Qingyang]: Wenxi darling, I'm off work!
[Fang Qingyang]: All the guests are at the dance party at this time. Where are you? I want to find you to play.
Wen Xi supported the table with one hand, holding up the wine glass and biting the straw lazily, with his toes touching the ground and swaying slowly.
[Fang Qingyang]: I went to the billiard hall to look for you, and they said you were taken away early in the morning. It's already ten o'clock! Why haven't you finished work yet?
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I’m in the ballroom too...it’ll take some time to end.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: If you are tired, take a rest first. No need to wait for me.
[Fang Qingyang]: That’s it [grin]
[Fang Qingyang]: I have handed over my shift and cannot enter the ballroom. Then I will not look for you [crying]
[Fang Qingyang]: I am exhausted today. But a boss gave me a coupon for a free meal at the hot spring shop on the ship, so I went to experience it.
[溪流成海]: Boss, give me a coupon. Hello, boss (*▽*)
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: It's almost ten o'clock, you should go and relax.
[Fang Qingyang]: Hehehe.
[Fang Qingyang]: I’m on the way!
[Fang Qingyang]: Be careful and be cautious. Don't be fooled. This ship is full of dangers. Don't kidnap our lovely Wenwen. Mingyao will definitely scold me to death.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Don't worry [fist]
After finishing the chat with Fang Qingyang, Wen Xi browsed his Moments for a while, and finally listened to Yan Jue and the others talking with his chin propped up in boredom.
The more he listened, the wider his eyes widened.
At first, the conversation was about technological development, which was Wenxi's area of expertise. He was able to express his professional views for a few minutes, but then the conversation suddenly turned to the disputes among wealthy families.
It was Wen Xi’s first time to be on the front line of a wealthy family’s gossip. He was a little excited, so he stopped talking and gave the stage to the wealthy professionals to talk about the hot topics.
What shocked Wen Xi the most was what happened in Cen Qin’s own family.
The thirty-year-old stepfather, who was only two years older than Cen Tan, had been secretly letting his mother have an illegal surrogate pregnancy to give birth to a son to compete with Cen Tan for the family property. How could Cen Tan tolerate a gigolo younger than himself to act recklessly in front of him? He directly brought the male mistress that his stepfather secretly raised home. The three of them confronted each other face to face, causing unrest in the Cen family.
Later, when Mother Cen returned home, she discovered that her husband's male mistress was the son of a senior whom she loved in high school, who got pregnant before marriage. The senior died early, and the son looked too much like her. Mother Cen loved the man and kicked out the stepfather. Then she transferred her obsession with Bai Yueguang to the little boy. After raising him for a while, Cen Qin thought he was going to have a non-blood-related brother, until one day he ran into his mother walking out of the brother's room with kiss marks all over her neck.
The story ends with Cen Qin helping his stepfather's lover become his new stepfather.
This kind of ever-changing and bloody plot of the ethics of a wealthy family, in which Wen Xi is controlled by her own efforts and her 22-year-old male lover becomes her new step-father, is controlled by Wen Xi throughout the whole process.
He held the cup and drank while listening attentively, ignoring the other novel performances in the banquet hall that he had never seen before.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Zheng Yuting clicked his lips, "I said you were as cunning as a venomous snake. You had arranged the male mistress and the like a long time ago, right?"
Cen Tan tapped the table with his fingers. "The little boy fell in love with my mom's photo at first sight. He knew that the man was bisexual, so he became a mistress in order to get close to my mom. When he saw me, he expressed his desire to steal my mom away."
Wen Xi was dumbfounded and took a sip of wine to calm his nerves. He sighed that if this kind of plot was put into a novel, readers would criticize it as melodramatic.
"I'm just going along with it and doing a favor. At least this guy won't be thinking about having a baby and getting in my way every day."
Yan Jue: "This risk is much greater."
"It's OK," Cen Tan said casually, "Before getting the marriage certificate, she notarized the property and will, and finally handed over the company to me. She took her young husband on a world tour to make up for the missing love."
"Then it's a win-win for you. You have money and they have love."
"like?"
Zheng Yuting sighed: "Love is so wonderful. The moment our eyes meet, it's like telepathy that we know the other person is our lover."
Cen Qin smiled inexplicably, then said, "Maybe the two of them will hug each other and cry bitterly at night for the dead white moonlight, one calling her mom and the other calling her wife. Then my new stepfather will cry while thinking, 'Mom, I miss you so much, I finally married your junior sister, you have to bless us', and at the same time comfort my mom who is shouting, 'Senior sister, I miss you so much, don't worry, I married your son, I will love him like my son, and treat him like my husband'. It's not certain who the two of them love in their hearts."
This set of smooth ethical logic is difficult for most people to understand.
Wen Xi: “…”
Banquet decision: "..."
Zheng Yuting laughed awkwardly: "Can you say it again? I didn't catch up."
"The relationship is a mess." Cen Qin didn't give his mother any face. "It's not magical at all, it's more like weird. If you ask me, those who are attracted by the beauty and date a girl who is so much younger than themselves are all scoundrels."
Yan Jue placed the wine glass on the table with a crisp clicking sound. The two looked at him, only to see Yan Jue looking at Cen Qin without any emotion.
Zheng Yuting's eyes missed Yan Jue and saw Yan and Su not far away, and finally moved to Wen Xi, who had her head lowered and her hair covering her eyebrows.
The old man and young wife were right in front of him. Zheng Yuting snapped his fingers and asked, "What do you think, Mr. Yan?"
Yan Jue knocked on the table, leaned back nonchalantly, and said calmly: "What if the relationship is messy? If I can grab it, it's mine."
Wenxi: (oO)!
While Cen Tan was enjoying his love life, Yan Jue was solving physics problems somewhere. What was this old man, who just got excited at the age of 28, doing so secretly?
Cen Tan rolled his eyes.
"Hahahaha." It was a rare occasion for Cen Tan to be humiliated. Zheng Yuting laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.
Yan Jue lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Xi. Wen Xi's nose was red and his eyes were watery. Their eyes met and Wen Xi leaned forward.
Yan Jue whispered, "What do you want to say?"
There were two bright gazes at the side. Wen Xi took a breath and raised his eyelids. His deep brown eyes were like a cat, and he whispered in a low voice.
"You make it sound like I'm someone else's boyfriend. That's so weird."
There were many people around who seemed to be looking at Wen Xi, and there were many people who coveted her. Yan Jue's eyes turned darker, staring at the little red-faced Wen Xi, and his throat rolled: "Not strange."
Eyes met.
Wenxi blinked his eyes, Yanjue didn't say anything, just watched Wenxi's actions quietly. Then he saw the pretty piglet moving closer to him.
There is a scent of tequila and sweet orange in your breath.
Yan Jue was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the two glasses on the table. One was a low-alcohol cocktail, and the other, a similar-looking glass, was filled with high-alcohol tequila.
The child must be quietly catching monsters. In just a short while, Wen Xi found a glass of tequila and drank it.
"What do you want to say?"
He looked at Wen Xi and rolled his eyes, which showed that I was going to do something bad. He pursed his red lips and asked in a low voice, as if out of pure curiosity: "If I was really someone else's boyfriend, would you really take me away?"
Wen Xi tilted his head to look at Yan Jue, and he felt that the other person's breathing became disordered.
Yan Jue was silent for a while, then tapped the back of Wen Xi's hand. His fingertips were very cold from the ice wine, and Wen Xi subconsciously shrank back but did not dodge.
Yan Jue half-lifted his eyelids, looked at Wen Xi's rosy and plump lips, and announced with a rather regretful tone: "I am not a person of high moral character."
The implication is - as long as I see you, you are mine, and if you have someone else, I will also grab you to my side.
Wen Xi uttered a short "ah" and his narrow fox eyes widened a little.
Yan Jue frowned slightly, thinking that he should be more tactful in his expression. He pinched Wen Xi's fingers with some concern: "Are you scared?"
However, Wen Xi's performance was unexpected. He shook his head and hooked the man's palm with his backhand: "I'm not afraid. On the contrary, I feel itchy inside. I seem to like this feeling of being needed,——"
Wen Xi spoke slowly: "That feeling is a little strange, like there is a little fish swimming in my heart, wagging its tail and creating ripples in the water."
Yan Jue didn't say anything. Wen Xi rolled her eyes, suddenly stretched out a finger and pressed the man's chest, then raised her head and stared at Yan Jue with wet eyes.
The fingers on his chest were soft, tapping them irregularly, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily, as Wen Xi spoke.
Yan Jue felt like the little fish swimming in Wen Xi's heart swam along his fingers into his body, wagging its tail, and made its way to the most comfortable part of his heart, playing mischievously.
The drunken piglet said in a somewhat annoyed tone: "What I expressed may be a little difficult to understand. Can you try to imagine it, please?"
Wen Xi's dark brown eyes were bright and watery, and her lower eyelids were rounded as she tilted her head back. Her mouth, wet from the wine, was red and tender, opening and closing like an uncontrolled little robot, jumping out all the time.
"Is the banquet okay? O▽O"
"I like you to rob me//▽//"
“I feel like there’s a little fish swimming in my heart(^O^)”
This kind of words sound completely irrational.
Yan Jue held the rebellious fingers, took a deep breath and said, "I can imagine."
Wen Xi fell silent, stared at Yan Jue for a while, then suddenly pulled his hand away.
He pursed his lips, which made people want to kiss them at first sight, and spoke in a broken voice: "Are you disgusted by me touching you?"
Yan Jue was stunned for a moment.
He didn't respond immediately, and the drunk Wen Xi immediately wrinkled his nose, his eyes turned condemning, like the yellow puppy emoji he often used, clenching his fists and his eyes blazing with anger: "You bit me, and I didn't do this to you! Damn it!"
The tone was so aggrieved.
Wen Xi was like Zhenzhu at home who would go against Yan Jue whenever she was dissatisfied. She looked at Yan Jue straight, and her eyes seemed to be asking him to give her a reasonable explanation.
There were laughters from the side watching a good show.
"Yan Jue, why are you biting me?"
Yan Jue took a deep breath, held Wen Xi's hand again, and firmly placed it on his heart: "I don't dislike you. Your fish has swum to me. Can you feel it?"
The palm of his hand felt as warm as a stove. Yan's heart beat wildly, and Wen Xi felt his hands numb from the shock.
"It seems so." Wen Xi nodded.
Yan Jue: "I took your hand away because you have been acting like a spoiled child."
Wen Xi was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and reflected for a long time, but still didn't think he was being coquettish: "But I didn't."
Yan Jue: "You are acting like a spoiled child now."
Wen Xi's brain was confused for a moment. He felt a little aggrieved and thought that Yan Jue was a bad person, blaming him for his coquettish behavior for his own mistakes. Wen Xi decided to show Yan Jue how he acted like a coquettish person, so that he could understand that he had always been a very calm person.
So Wen Xi stared at Yan Jue pitifully.
Wen Xi's current appearance is no different from the past, the only extra step he took was a blink of an eye.
"What are you doing?"
"She's acting like a spoiled brat."
Wenxi's self-esteem was hurt, "Isn't it obvious that I showed it (⊙⌒⊙)"
"It's obvious now."
"So I just acted like a spoiled child once. I never did that before."
Yan Jue thought about the difference between the two, and then found that there was no difference, but he still followed Wen Xi's words and said: "I know."
Wen Xi was obviously very satisfied with her "acting like a spoiled child to prove her own method": "So next time, don't use my acting like a spoiled child as an excuse, okay, Yan Jue?"
Yan Jue's throat rolled: "Okay."
"Now can you tell me why you don't let me touch you?"
Wen Xi was so drunk that he actually remembered that he was not allowed to be touched.
"Yanjue, why don't you let us touch Wenwen?" Zheng Yuting chimed in indignation, "How can there be a man who doesn't allow others to touch him when they are in love?"
Yan Jue ignored the teasing looks from those around him, faced Xiaozhu's eyes that were as clear as the snow on the Tianshan Mountains, lowered his head slightly, and told the drunkard about his not-so-clean thoughts.
"Because when you touch me, I want to kiss you."
"ah--"
Wen Xi's eyes widened as if he was frightened. Yan Jue glanced coldly at the two people watching the show next to him. When he lowered his head again, he found that Wen Xi's expression was a little conflicted.
"But you are holding my hand now, do you want to kiss it now?"
"I want to," Yan Jue asked back, "Then do you want to let go?"
Wen Xi thought about it and shook his head.
"Then what should I do?" Yan Jue lowered his eyes and said righteously, "You got angry when I didn't let you touch me, and you couldn't kiss me when I let you touch me, and you didn't let me go. Boyfriend, who is the bad guy now?"
"As if I were."
"Then give me a solution."
Wen Xi was asked, looked around, and discussed in a low voice with red ears.
"Then let's go back to the room and kiss again, okay?"
Yan Jue's throat rolled violently, but his tone was calm: "Sure."
"When will you go back?"
"Now……?"
"OK."
Wen Xi watched his frown relax and she let out a sigh of relief, thinking that her boyfriend was really hard to please.
Zheng Yuting touched his chin: "Leaving now?"
Yan Jue hugged Wen Xi and nodded: "Yeah."
Cen Tan sneered: "Old men only know how to lie to children."
Zheng Yuting raised his glass: "It seems that our boss will have a wonderful night."
Wen Xi was led out of the banquet hall by Yan Jue's hand. Some people on the road cast curious glances at them. Every time Wen Xi felt someone was watching her, she felt as if six big words were attached to her and Yan Jue.
"We're going to kiss!"
Before entering the elevator, Wen Xi felt that someone was watching him, but when he turned around, he saw an empty corridor.
Wen Xi sighed softly, thinking a little pitifully.
It turns out that I am not suitable for doing bad things. I feel guilty too easily.
Now I am hallucinating because of the kiss I want to have!
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