Yan Junqi was intent on taking revenge on Wen Hangxing at this moment. He ignored the man's warning look, propped up his chin with both hands, and asked with a smile, "Aunt Lin, how did you and Uncle Wen meet? Would you mind sharing it?"
Lin Yitang paused while scooping the soup and looked up at Yan Junqi. Facing her gaze, Yan Junqi did not avoid or dodge.
She pondered for a moment, searching her mind for the scene where Lin Yitang and Wen Zeli met, but she had no clue. "I don't quite remember."
Yan Junqi pretended to understand something, still laughing, his tone unchanged: "That's right, after all, Aunt Lin and Uncle Wen have been married for more than a month, it's normal that I can't remember clearly."
These words were all sarcastic, but Lin Yitang didn't care. She nodded in agreement. Besides, there was really no need for her to explain it to them.
He opened his mouth to say something, but Wen Hangxing suddenly interrupted him, "Don't talk while eating, just focus on eating."
Lin Yitang took the opportunity to discreetly examine Yan Junqi while drinking his soup, and said to himself, "As expected of a friend of the Son of Fortune, he's not someone you can fool."
Recalling the comments about Yan Junqi in the literature, describing him as a ruthless, ambitious, and extremely resourceful jackal, Lin Yitang now understood a little.
After the three of them finished their meal, Lin Yitang led the two of them out of the restaurant slowly. They walked for a while in silence. Lin Yitang felt that they had almost digested their food, so he said, "I'm going back now. Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."
When Yan Junqi heard this, a playful look flashed in his eyes, and there was a subtle sting in his words, "No, Aunt Lin. Our nightlife has just begun!"
After saying that, he stared at Lin Yitang, as if trying to see some reaction from her face.
But to his disappointment, Lin Yitang did not show any disdain or disgust towards his words. Instead, he was nonchalant, as if he did not take his words seriously. "Then I'll go first. Have fun."
The two of them looked at Lin Yitang's back as he got into the car, and their mood was not very bright.
Yan Junqi lost his composure, which was unusual for him, because he was outmaneuvered.
Wen Hangxing's thick black eyelashes drooped, and his eyes flickered. Seeing her turn around without any hesitation, he felt a surge of anger and unhappiness in his heart.
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