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Chapter 646 - 525 Blooming Smile (Vote Please!)_2

Chapter 646: 525 Blooming Smile (Vote Please!)_2

"Can you tell me?"

"Won’t say, it’s embarrassing."

Lan Peizhi’s lips curled up slightly, "You’re not someone who is thin-skinned."

Jiang Chen gave a wry smile, shook his head, and remained silent.

Lan Peizhi did not press the issue and changed the topic, "Why lie?"

Looking at that face that had moved considerably closer, Jiang Chen appeared puzzled.

"You’re twenty-eight years old?"

Lan Peizhi’s face was expressionless, showing neither happiness nor anger.

Jiang Chen was extremely embarrassed, "...In that situation, could I really tell the truth? Wouldn’t it have made you uncomfortable?"

Whether it was intentional or not, he deliberately omitted addressing her as "Miss Lan".

It seemed Lan Peizhi didn’t notice.

"Why would I feel uncomfortable?"

Jiang Chen’s lips moved slightly, and finally, he plucked up his courage and blurted out.

"If I said I had just graduated, what would your uncle and aunt think? Besides, by bringing me to meet Mr. Shang, weren’t you trying to make him think..."

Lan Peizhi’s gaze flickered.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen immediately shut up and picked up his water cup.

Fortunately, this regal Bodhisattva did not erupt but merely muttered a saying, "There’s a saying that ignorance can be bliss; being too smart isn’t always a good thing."

Fortunately, at this moment, the waiter began to serve the dishes.

"Miss Lan, rest assured, I always keep my lips sealed."

Jiang Chen declared his stance.

Lan Peizhi showed neither agreement nor dissent, merely picked up her chopsticks.

Jiang Chen secretly sighed in relief and also began to eat.

Lan Peizhi drank with great gusto, but her eating habits were quite the opposite, chewing slowly and meticulously, with a rather light taste palate, nothing like a person who couldn’t be happy without spicy food typical of Sichuanese.

Perhaps this was the reason her skin was so good.

From then on, I dared not look at the Bodhisattva.

Jiang Chen was neither Liang Shanbo nor Shang Yongwen, not making any effort to control where his gaze fell, casually glancing at her from time to time, very openly.

Lan Peizhi poured herself a drink, most likely noticing Jiang Chen’s gaze but not commenting.

"Let’s drink."

"Who’s driving later?"

Lan Peizhi ignored that, lifting her glass.

Jiang Chen hesitated, but eventually, his sense of masculine pride overcame his adherence to law-abiding self-discipline, and he too picked up the wine pot.

But as soon as he swallowed, Jiang Chen realized something was amiss.

The alcohol was way too strong. With just one mouthful, it felt like a fire was burning in his stomach, his body turning hot.

Meanwhile, Lan Peizhi appeared as if nothing had happened.

True to her reputation, her alcohol tolerance was unfathomably deep.

"I might only be able to manage two drinks for you."

Jiang Chen came clean in advance, opting not to act tough. Collapsing from overdrinking later would be even more embarrassing.

"You ordered two pots."

Lan Peizhi mentioned it casually, her meaning couldn’t be clearer.

Jiang Chen had no response.

He thought it was just normal sake; little did he know, it would be so potent.

One pot per person, and at least four drinks per pot. If they finished like this, Lan Peizhi might be fine, but whether he could walk out upright was questionable.

"The capable should do more, drink up."

Jiang Chen replied without hesitation, not a shred of shame in him.

This must be the first time Lan Peizhi encountered such a character. Upon hearing him, she paused for a moment, then said blandly, "Are you still a man?"

Jiang Chen gave a wry smile, "Drinking really isn’t my forte."

What is your forte, then?

But Lan Peizhi didn’t ask.

"Drink first, if you fall over, I’ll take responsibility."

Jiang Chen’s wry smile deepened.

Sister.

You’re not this domineering.

But it seemed like he had no way to resist.

"You said it, I don’t know anyone in Jin Guan."

"Didn’t you just meet a young lady? She’s from Jin Guan."

"Who?"

Jiang Chen questioned.

"That young lady who played Zhu Yingtai, she’s from Jin Guan."

Jiang Chen chuckled, "Indeed she is, but how could I impose?"

Were Miss Shi here, she would certainly seize the opportunity to give him a thorough dressing down. But Lan Peizhi didn’t; she spoke volumes with her actions, simply raising her cup to him.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to aboutface and accompany the heroine to drink, or no, accompany the outstanding woman, raising his cup with a resigned smile.

They say men are the ones who get women drunk, but now it seemed the tables had turned.

Lan Peizhi seemed to have the intention of making Jiang Chen lose face, continuously raising his glass without giving him a moment to breathe.

Feeling hot all over, Jiang Chen only felt his head swell, realizing he was close to his limit.

It wasn’t that he didn’t understand the etiquette of drinking, but in extreme times, one must take extreme measures. If he truly collapsed, he couldn’t be sure the others would care to help him.

Winding up sleeping on the streets, making the news, that would be a massive embarrassment.

So he decided to take a chance and be sneaky. While Lan Peizhi wasn’t paying attention, he stealthily poured the wine onto the ground.

Lan Peizhi seemed not to have noticed.

"Whoosh."

Just as Jiang Chen was pouring out the wine again, coincidentally someone walked by, and the wine unintentionally splashed onto the person’s shoes.

Jiang Chen inwardly cursed his luck, knowing that his embarrassing action must have been noticed by Lan Peizhi, but at that moment he couldn’t bother with that.

"I’m sorry..."

His good manners compelled him to stand up and apologize immediately.

"Are you blind?!"

The guy angrily rebuked, looking down at his wet shoes. From his expression, one could tell he wasn’t someone with a good temper.

"How much for these shoes, I’ll compensate you."

Jiang Chen promptly offered, not out of the arrogance of a wealthy person condescending to throw money around, but out of genuine regret for his mistake, his attitude sincere.

Lan Peizhi acted as if nothing had happened, composed and peacefully continuing to drink.

"You think you’re rich, don’t you?"

The man lifted his head, his brows furrowed and eyes glaring, ready to continue venting, but his gaze inadvertently caught sight of Lan Peizhi sitting beside him, and he was instantly smitten.

He hesitated in his words, and his fierce look softened a bit.

"Actually, it’s no big deal, and you don’t seem to have done it on purpose."

The guy abruptly changed his tone, then looked at Lan Peizhi, "Is this beauty your friend?"

Jiang Chen nodded.

"In that case, let her come with me. I’ve got some brothers over there. You let her join us for a drink, and we’ll call it even."

Jiang Chen felt helpless inside, but he also understood, ’temptation leads to trouble.’

When men encounter a beautiful woman, that’s mostly how they act, especially when it’s a stunner like the "Blood Guanyin."

"Sorry, I’m afraid that’s not possible."

Jiang Chen’s attitude remained quite polite.

The man frowned, his tone threatening, "What do you mean? You’re not giving me face?"

"My friend wouldn’t be willing."

Even with prior offense, Jiang Chen still treated him with respect.

"How do you know she wouldn’t want to?"

The man stopped paying attention to Jiang Chen, pushed him away, took a step forward, and approached Lan Peizhi.

"Beauty, may I have the honor of knowing you, my name is..."

Before he could introduce himself, he heard an indifferent voice.

"Scram."

The guy was taken aback, then his face immediately fell.

"What did you say?"

"How much for these shoes, I’ll pay you double."

Jiang Chen tried to make amends again.

"It’s not about the damn money!"

The guy’s eyes turned fierce, ignoring Jiang Chen completely, and stared at Lan Peizhi, "Bitch, I just want to be friends with you. You’re snubbing me, huh..."

Jiang Chen did not speak further.

There comes a point when one cannot endure any more, and there is no need to.

And he had already seen Lan Peizhi putting down her glass.

"Clang!"

Grabbing a beer bottle from the next table, Jiang Chen swung it down onto the guy’s head.

There was a loud crash accompanied by shattered glass, and a trickle of blood ran down the guy’s forehead.

Back when he was a kid, Jiang Chen had often gotten into trouble with Fu Zili and the others. When it came to fighting, he was certainly not a novice.

After smashing a bottle, he took advantage of the other man’s dazed state to kick him over, then he grabbed Lan Peizhi.

"What are you standing around for? Run!"

He grabbed Lan Peizhi’s wrist and turned to dash out.

Lan Peizhi, seemingly still in shock, didn’t struggle.

The two of them ran out of the pub.

People on the street looked at them with curiosity.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen came to a halt and looked back, "Why are we stopping? Didn’t he say he has friends? If they catch up..."

"You’re running the wrong way. The car is parked over there,"

the still-captured "Blood Guanyin" reminded.

Jiang Chen paused, stunned.

As their eyes met,

he couldn’t hold back his laughter any longer. He bent over, laughing heartily, and at the same time, he subtly and quietly released his grip.

Lan Peizhi seemed not to notice that she had been taken advantage of, her face displaying a mixture of light and shadow as she watched the laughing young man, her lips curling into a smile involuntarily.

A smile that could brighten the whole scene.