Jiang Manxing's side.
He instructed his attendant to inform Mr. Zhang and then left the party with Wen Yan.
After leaving the magnificent and noisy cocktail party, Jiang Manxing, who had not drunk a drop of alcohol, once again took on the responsibility of driver.
Once he got in the car, his tense nerves finally relaxed. He gripped the steering wheel and relaxed a little.
"Tired of it, huh?"
Wen Yan, who was standing by, noticed Jiang Manxing's relaxed expression and spoke with amusement.
"I've known for a long time that this kind of wine would be boring, so I don't like to come, burp~"
He couldn't help but burp halfway through his speech, and the smell of wine filled the car.
Even the shameless Wen Yan had his earlobes reddened by this scene.
He deftly opened the window and fanned the air.
“…”
Jiang Manxing looked at Wen Yan who burped. Considering that he drank so much for his sake, he suppressed his disgusted expression and silently cooperated to open the window.
"If you feel like vomiting, tell me."
He started the car into the cool night breeze.
"? Why would I tell you?"
Wen Yan felt the cool breeze and pulled his collar to dissipate heat. When he heard this, there was some confusion in his eyes.
I don't understand what Jiang Manxing means.
"If you feel like throwing up, I'll stop the car so you can go down and vomit. Washing my car is expensive, so be careful."
Jiang Manxing didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with saying this. He looked at the stunned Wen Yan and handed him a pack of tissues.
"Here you go."
"!!! This, this! Is this something a human could say?! This is too vicious!"
Wen Yan looked at the package of paper and stared at Jiang Manxing as if he was a heartless man.
“…”
Jiang Manxing looked at Wen Yanzhengtai's handsome face, which was slightly red at the moment, with disbelief written in his eyes. He pursed his lips and did not answer.
Because the street lights were already on late at night, there were few vehicles and pedestrians on the road, making the environment seem a bit deserted.
The two of them gradually quieted down and each did their own thing.
Jiang Manxing, who was driving, looked at Wen Yan, who was sitting in the passenger seat playing with his mobile phone.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that he was in such good spirits and didn't feel dizzy even after drinking so much.
The two returned to the apartment.
Jiang Manxing entered the house and quickly walked towards the kitchen without staying in the living room for long.
Wen Yan was disgusted by the smell of alcohol, so the first thing he did when he entered the house was to rush to the bedroom to take a shower.
Jiang Manxing, who was in the kitchen, saw that the hangover soup was ready, so she sent a text message to Wen Yan to come to the kitchen.
“When did I get this?”
Wen Yan looked at the hot soup in front of him with confusion.
“I bought it before.”
"I drank it."
Jiang Manxing didn't want to owe anyone a favor, so he pushed the bowl over.
I took a sip of the coffee I had brewed.
"I didn't realize you could make soup."
Wen Yan looked at Jiang Manxing, who still looked like an elite, then looked at the hot soup in front of him and picked up the spoon to take a sip.
I don’t know if it’s because the atmosphere is perfect for chatting, or if he’s a little drunk.
Wen Yan chatted casually while scooping soup.
"Manluo, we can be considered friends now."
"Um."
Jiang Manxing looked at Wen Yan, whose cheeks were flushed, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.
"Then could you please..."
Wen Yan looked at Jiang Manxing who was stirring his coffee with his head down and blinked as he moved closer.
"Tell me why you were punished by Grandpa Jiang?"
When Jiang Manxing heard this, he looked up at Wen Yan who was so close to him, and met his hazy eyes. He suspected for a moment that Wen Yan was drunk.
"Hmm? Okay? I told you before, so tell me too~"
Wen Yan saw Jiang Manxing begging without saying anything.
He looked at Wen Yan who was acting like a spoiled child, was silent for a moment, then looked into his blurry eyes and spoke slowly.
"I like men."
“!!! Cough cough cough——”
Wen Yan, who was taking a sip of soup, choked on the soup and coughed for a long time when he heard this.
"So it's okay, you'd better stay away from me."
Jiang Manxing looked at the excited Wen Yan and said coldly.
“!!!!!”
Wen Yan, who had finally managed to calm down, covered his chest and backed away when he heard these suspicious words.
"You you you, me me,"
His incoherent words left Jiang Manxing speechless.
"Don't worry, I won't like you."
"Tsk~ That's not what I meant."
Wen Yan realized that he had overreacted, clicked his tongue, sat down seriously and continued to drink his soup.
"What are you thinking? I'm just a little surprised, but don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you."
No man would make such a joke for no reason.
Therefore, Wen Yan believed what Jiang Manxing said.
That makes sense.
Wen Yan thought of the scene where Jiang Manxing and he were kneeling together, and nodded with sudden realization.
I guess only this kind of thing could make the two old men so angry.
"And you?"
Jiang Manxing raised his eyebrows and asked as he looked at Wen Yan, who was a little stunned by his fear.
After saying that, he took another sip of coffee and expressed his judgment.
"If you were punished by Grandpa Wen for speeding, you wouldn't dare to continue playing so blatantly."
Seeing that Jiang Manxing had guessed it, Wen Yan suddenly became proud.
"Haha, Manluo, you're quite smart, but are you sure you want to listen? If I tell you, you'll definitely be shocked."
"Then I won't listen."
Jiang Manxing glanced at his watch and found that it was already past twelve and two. He decisively refused to put the coffee cup in the sink and quickly left the kitchen.
Wen Yan was stunned by Jiang Manxing's reaction and saw that he was the only one left in the kitchen in just a few seconds.
He just sat there in a daze.
???
"Is he drunk? Or am I drunk?"
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