Faced with Xie Jinhuan's ridicule, Xie Jinchen's expression suddenly changed and he secretly clenched his fists.
The people of the Tang family naturally pretended to be deaf and mute, but Xie Zhenglong happened to have both ears and eyesight at this time, and his eyes looking at Xie Jinhuan were obviously filled with anger.
"Qiao Qiao, girls should drink something to warm themselves up. I'll have someone warm you up a glass of white wine. It's okay to have a little drink." Xie Jinhuan smiled at her tenderly and ignored Xie Jinchen who turned pale.
"Ahem, um...actually, I can drink anything."
Tang Qiaoer was sandwiched between the two young masters of the Xie family, her scalp was a little numb, so she had no choice but to show no appreciation to either of them, and said with an awkward smile, "But, I want to drink beer more..."
Unexpectedly, the Xie brothers all looked at her and said in unison: "No! Gout!"
...
The dinner was almost done. Xie Jinhuan got up and left the table temporarily to go to the bathroom.
In front of the sink, Xie Jinhuan kept pressing hand sanitizer into his palms. His cold white hands were like beautiful specimens soaked in formalin. He kept rubbing them frantically, making his ice-cold skin turn red.
He washed it five times in total. He raised his hand and smelled it. He still felt there was a fishy smell, so he squeezed a handful of hand sanitizer and washed each finger carefully.
At this time, the bathroom door was pushed open.
Xie Jinchen walked in with a gloomy face and saw Xie Jinhuan washing his hands in a perverted way. He couldn't help but joked: "It's really hard for you, fourth brother. I peeled shrimps for Miss Tang all night. It must be hell for a germaphobe like you." It’s painful, are you washing your hands in your dreams tonight?”
Xie Jinhuan ignored his teasing. He only took out a few tissues and wiped his hands gracefully with his white eyelids hanging down.
"Fourth brother, I haven't seen you for many years. I thought you learned some great skills in Mori Country."
Xie Jinchen sneered disdainfully, "It turns out that you have learned how to be a licking dog."
"Why, second brother, are you jealous?"
Xie Jinhuan curled his lips and smiled evilly, disapprovingly, "After all, in front of Qiaoqiao, you don't even have a chance to be a licking dog, right?"
"you!"
"Compared to you who are struggling to live outside without being able to get close to Qiaoqiao and jumping over the wall in a hurry, it is obviously me, the licking dog, who is responsible for it, so it is more valuable."
Xie Jinchen was choked until the corners of his eyes turned red, and he laughed angrily, "Haha... No wonder dad has looked down on you since he was a child. Your brain is indeed abnormal. You must be a dog if you are not a good person!"
"In this world, those who laugh at poverty do not laugh at prostitution. No matter what the means, achieving the goal is the most important."
Xie Jinhuan threw the paper ball into the wastebasket and said with a smile, "Since you were a child, haven't you bothered to say a word to me? Why did you suddenly change your gender tonight and become so noisy?
Could it be that, watching my relationship with Qiaoqiao develop by leaps and bounds, you are getting anxious? Seeing that your wishful thinking has come to nothing, do you feel that you are worse than a dog? "
"Xie Jinhuan! Don't be too proud! Let me tell you, dad will never agree to you being with the eldest lady of the Tang family! You... are you worthy of fighting with me?!" Xie Jinchen said I was really anxious and angry when I replied!
"Whether you are worthy or not is never up to you."
Xie Jinhuan slowly turned around and looked at the red-eyed man. He narrowed his gloomy eyes and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. "I am sure to win Qiaoqiao."
As expected, the conversation broke down, and Xie Jinchen was so angry that he slammed the door and left.
The smile on Xie Jinhuan's lips subsided and he clenched his fists very tightly.
At this time, the phone vibrated in his arms, and he answered it coldly: "What?"
"Mr. Xie, there is something you need to calm down after listening to this."
The secretary paused and whispered, "Shen Jingjue didn't know when he came. He's right outside the Tang family's gate! He didn't bring anyone with him, he came by himself!"
Xie Jinhuan's dark eyes shrank deeply, and he replied with a cold voice: "I know."
...
At this moment, Shen Jingjue was wearing a thin suit and standing alone under the streetlight opposite Yuetang Court.
Although Haimen is close to the sea, it is already late autumn, and the night wind is still very strong, drilling into his heart along his sleeves and collar.
This is the third time he has stood here, waiting for Tang Qiaoer.
But this time, his state of mind was completely different from the previous two times. The strands of longing turned into unspeakable enthusiasm at some point, burning silently in his heaving chest.
It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun.
Shen Jingjue hadn't thought about it, what would happen if he couldn't see Tang Qiaoer tonight?
As an ex-husband, his pride told him that he could not take the initiative to contact her, but anyone who wanted to save face could not bear to humiliate himself again and again.
So, he decided to wait and wait.
Tang Qiaoer will always come out, and he will always see her.
