"Good evening, sir. This is wine from table number four for you. Please enjoy."
The waiter placed the opened bottle before them and left.
Jiang Nan Fang exchanged a glance with Zhou Yu'an.
Zhou Yu'an instinctively assumed it was for Jiang Nan Fang.
"Impressive, you've only been here a few minutes and someone's already sending you drinks. And such good wine, do you have friends here?"
"It's for you."
Jiang Nan Fang pointed to table four.
"They said it was for you, sir. The person behind you is watching you."
Zhou Yu'an blinked, then turned to look with her.
He met the gaze of Jiang Si Cheng, who had arrived with someone.
Jiang Si Cheng feigned a deep expression and raised his wine glass.
"But I don't know him."
Zhou Yu'an was a complete straight arrow.
"Did he mistake me for someone else?"
Jiang Nan Fang wasn't sure if he was pretending to be naive or was genuinely that innocent.
"You never come to bars?"
"You come often?"
From his reaction, he was clearly a very honest person.
But then again.
As a technical elite, his life was either filled with overtime or endless business trips.
He also had to think about promotions and salary increases, leaving no room to frequent places like this to pass the time.
"Not often, but I've seen more than you have."
Jiang Nan Fang smiled.
"I think he's probably into you, sending you a drink as a gesture of goodwill."
Good heavens.
Zhou Yu'an was instantly covered in goosebumps.
"No wonder my mother always told me not to hang out in places like bars when I was young. She said there aren't many decent people. I can't accept this wine, I need to return it immediately."
Jiang Nan Fang had never encountered such a naive man before; she was almost amused.
"It's fine, no need to return it. If you don't accept it, you don't accept it. Anyway, people like them have plenty of money, they won't care about one or two bottles."
"That won't do. I can't let him misunderstand that I want to accept him."
I don't need to take advantage of such a small thing.
Zhou Yu'an wouldn't stand for being seen that way.
He called the waiter back to return the two bottles of wine.
Jiang Nan Fang stopped him.
"It's really not necessary. Those who know will understand you don't want to take advantage of him and that you returned it. Those who don't might think you're interested."
"Trust me. Just ignore him."
It seemed Jiang Nan Fang had a point.
Zhou Yu'an let the waiter leave with the wine.
"I really can't stand this place, it's too noisy and the air is bad. Don't invite me to places like this again."
"I understand. You're so popular, I won't invite you if you want to come again."
Jiang Nan Fang said, checking the time.
"It's getting late. You're so uncomfortable here, how about we leave?"
Let's go.
The two stood up to leave.
Jiang Si Cheng quickly stood up and rushed to Zhou Yu'an's side.
"It's still early, why is such a handsome man in such a hurry to leave?"
Zhou Yu'an clearly hadn't expected this person to be so thick-skinned.
He ignored him, and now this person was in front of him?
He didn't know what to say, and instinctively looked at Jiang Nan Fang.
However, Jiang Nan Fang had a composed demeanor and had no intention of speaking up for him.
He could only say, "I have a girlfriend."
In fact, from Zhou Yu'an's reaction after receiving the wine, Jiang Si Cheng had already guessed most of it.
But he just liked a challenge.
Some people claim to be straight men, but don't they want to taste what's offered to them?
What if he was also that kind of person?
"It must be this lady, you have good taste. Your girlfriend is very beautiful."
Zhou Yu'an shrugged, not denying it.
"I don't mean anything else, I just want to make friends. It's still early, would you two like to have a drink together?"
As everyone watched the waiter bring two more bottles of wine to Jiang Nan Fang, Zhan Bei Jue hadn't had time to think much when Lu Qing Xu introduced him.
"It's not for your ex-wife, that person doesn't like women."
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"His name is Jiang Si Cheng, he just got married a while ago, but I heard his orientation is different from ours."
"He married a wife to keep at home and not use, only to come out and pick up men. He's after that handsome guy."
"I don't know which poor girl was so blind to jump into such a big pit with her eyes open."
Unintentionally, Zhan Bei Jue's eyebrows furrowed seriously.
He looked coldly at Lu Qing Xu.
"What did you say his name was? Say it again."
"Jiang Si Cheng, what's wrong?"
What a coincidence.
He hadn't intended to bother with him, but in his busy schedule, this person had to collide with his anger.
To avoid meddling in the wrong affairs, Zhan Bei Jue immediately took out his phone, adjusted the focus, took a photo of Jiang Si Cheng, and sent it to Zhou Jin Bei.
Zhou Jin Bei was at home reading parenting books when her phone rang. She instinctively picked it up.
Zhan Bei Jue sent a photo of Jiang Si Cheng?
She was so shocked she almost fell off the sofa.
"How do you know him? Where are you? How did you get involved with him? What are you trying to do?"
"Don't reveal my secrets, and don't do anything rash!"
Damn it, it really was him.
The fool of a wife who was supposedly deceived by this scumbag was actually his cousin!
The thought alone was unbearable.
He immediately put down his teacup and walked downstairs.
Jiang Si Cheng smiled at Zhou Yu'an, who was about to refuse.
Zhan Bei Jue emerged from behind.
"Okay. Mr. Jiang, you don't mind if I join, do you?"
The voice was so familiar.
Everyone turned, and saw Zhan Bei Jue, who had appeared behind them like a ghost.
After a long time, they didn't expect to meet him here.
He even wanted to drink with them, what was he up to?
Zhan Bei Jue was well-known in Nancheng's business circle, but few knew his relationship with Zhou Jin Bei.
Jiang Si Cheng naturally recognized him.
Seeing Zhan Bei Jue suddenly approach him, he was flattered.
"Mr. Zhan?"
Zhan Bei Jue's expression was calm.
"These two are my friends. Since you're planning to have a drink together, can I join?"
That would be a tremendous honor.
How could Jiang Si Cheng refuse?
Zhou Yu'an had already refused to go to his company, so he couldn't refuse a drink.
Only Jiang Nan Fang.
"I can't drink anymore, excuse me, I'll be leaving first."
She wanted to leave, but Zhan Bei Jue, who didn't keep his word, put his arm around her waist.
"Wait."
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"I'll give you a ride later."
"There's no need, Mr. Zhan..."
Zhan Bei Jue leaned close to her ear.
"Wait, I'll let you see a good show."
And so, the four of them returned to sit on the same sofa.
In a moment of distraction, Zhan Bei Jue sat downstairs.
Upstairs, Lu Qing Xu watched with a theatrical sigh.
"He thinks anyone can compete with him for a woman, and he's wary of a gay guy too, I'm impressed."
Lu Ming Zhe reminded him.
"You can say that to me, but if you say it in front of him, do you believe I won't rip your tongue out?"
"But you're right. His ex-wife is truly beautiful. Sitting between three men, tsk tsk."