Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 539 - 539 534 Drunk

Chapter 539: Chapter 534: Drunk Chapter 539: Chapter 534: Drunk “Jiang Yan, it’s been so many years and you still harbor resentment against your teacher? Logically speaking, shouldn’t the quality of a Beijing University graduate be higher? How come you… sigh, I don’t expect you to regard me as your father for life just because I was your teacher, but at the very least, you shouldn’t embarrass your teacher in public, right? Even if I had no choice but to expel you back then, it was because you had made a mistake first, and the school could no longer tolerate your behavior,”

Before Bi Hezhong could finish his speech, he shook his head with a smile, giving the people who had just been looking at him accusingly a feeling of helplessness.

Jiang Yan slightly narrowed his eyes and also smiled.

Bi Hezhong was still the same Bi Hezhong, he hadn’t changed at all.

“Jiang Yan…”

Yu Hang and Zhu Zhen furrowed their brows as they looked at him, their eyes asking what they should do now.

Of course, they didn’t believe Bi Hezhong’s words, this man’s true colors were truly despicable, but it wasn’t appropriate to deal with him directly in the restaurant, after all, the other customers at the surrounding tables were watching.

“It’s fine,” Jiang Yan said indifferently, “you probably don’t know who he is. Whether it was in the past or now, he has always been infamous at Experimental Middle School. After all, he once cuckolded Factory Manager Shu and was stripped of his clothes and thrown out at the school gate. Hmm, that was less than five years ago, just a month before our college entrance exams. Bi Hezhong, Teacher Bi, do you remember that? Afterwards, his wife divorced him and took everything.”

Originally Bi Hezhong had a smug smile on his face, thinking that it would be a piece of cake to deal with Jiang Yan. Although he too had been fired from Experimental Middle School, after all, nearly five years had passed, and who would still remember such old scandals?

Now, as long as the surrounding people knew that he used to be Jiang Yan’s teacher, even though he had expelled him, if he was a good student, would he have been expelled?

That surely meant he must have committed a serious offense to make the school take such measures.

And he was just a poor class teacher who had failed to guide his student back onto the right path and was resented for it; as long as he played that role well, then the onlookers would surely look down on this narrow-minded student who may have graduated from Beijing University.

But now, hearing Jiang Yan’s words, he couldn’t smile anymore. Indeed, nearly five years had passed, and most people had forgotten his gossip, but that was when nobody was reminding them.

Unlike now…

Jiang Yan took a couple of steps forward, the corners of his mouth still holding a glaring and mocking smile, “Teacher Bi, did you think I was unaware of the real reason why you expelled me? Because I accidentally caught you in the act, and you feared I would speak out, so you simply expelled me and sent me off to the countryside. Am I wrong?”

Yu Hang cooperated with a surprised “Ah,” “So he’s Bi Hezhong. I remember that year my exam was at Experimental Middle School, just before the exam I heard a few proctors chatting about it at the door. I felt a bit regretful that I didn’t get to see such a personage; now it seems my wish has come true.”

Suddenly, one of their group emerged, looking at Bi Hezhong with a sneer, “Former uncle, long time no see!”

Former uncle?

The scene suddenly fell silent, Yu Hang looking in surprise at his university classmate who he had met at a gathering for people from his hometown, their relationship was initially lukewarm, and they only started getting closer during their senior year.

Naturally, he had called him when he was getting married, and today he came to celebrate at his new house. They were all young people and got along very easily.

But he had completely forgotten that his classmate was from Experimental Middle School.

No wonder he said he knew Jiang Yan.

As soon as Bi Hezhong saw who had emerged, he immediately lost the thought of arguing back and turned to leave.

This interlude naturally didn’t affect them at all, and after cursing a few times, they quickly entered the private room and sat down.

Jiang Yan watched the direction Bi Hezhong had left, and let out a light scoff.

…

At eight o’clock in the evening, on the first floor of Yu Hang’s new house.

Mu Jiawen sat upright in her chair, her arms crossed over the dining table, resembling a well-behaved student who listens attentively in class.

Zhu Jin’s head was a bit dizzy, but thankfully, he wasn’t drunk.

Unlike Wang Xiaole, whose face was as red as a ripe shrimp, she was all wobbly on top but insisted she could still drink.

“Jiajia, red or… white?”

Mu Jiawen’s little face was tense as she stared at the two decanters in front of her for a long while before suddenly asking Wang Xiaole, “Do you want Sprite?”

“Sprite?” Wang Xiaole was puzzled, “What Sprite?”

Mu Jiawen didn’t respond; she silently stood up and walked steadily towards the kitchen.

Wang Xiaole asked Zhu Jin, “Is she going to get Sprite?”

Zhu Jin nodded, “Probably.”

As she finished speaking, she suddenly paused, Do we even have Sprite at home?

She was doubtful but then saw Mu Jiawen walking out of the kitchen with a bottle of white vinegar in her hand.

Zhu Jin: …

She blinked hard, rubbed her eyes, and looked again at the bottle, certain of it; she couldn’t possibly mistake the character for “vinegar.”

But why would Jiajia bring out vinegar?

Before Zhu Jin could voice her question, Mu Jiawen had already started pouring the white vinegar into the decanter of red wine with a clang, and in an instant, a strong vinegar smell filled the living room.

Xu Yan was a bit tipsy, but not drunk. She, like Zhu Jin, was puzzled, and they both watched as Mu Jiawen poured a full glass of the vinegar-infused red wine for Wang Xiaole.

After pouring, she looked at Wang Xiaole, her tone and expression as normal as ever, “It tastes better with Sprite, sweeter.”

“Really?”

Wang Xiaole took her words to heart, lifted her glass, and gulped down a big mouthful, only to pucker up and squint from the sourness.

Finally, she managed to suppress the sour taste with her saliva, then wiped away the tear that the sourness had brought to her face, and complained to Zhu Jin, “Your red wine must be expired, try it, it’s turned sour.”

Zhu Jin: …

Could it be possible that you’re drinking vinegar?

She turned to look at Mu Jiawen, who, after a two-second pause, went back into the kitchen.

When she came out again, Mu Jiawen was holding a bag of salt.

Zhu Jin: …

She watched as Mu Jiawen poured the entire bag of salt into the decanter of red wine, and even shook it up before placing an empty glass in front of Wang Xiaole, pouring while saying, “I added sugar, it shouldn’t be sour now.”

Zhu Jin & Xu Yan: …

The two looked at Mu Jiawen with eyes full of horror, were you trying to kill Wang Xiaole tonight?

Yet one dared to add, and the other dared to drink.

Under Mu Jiawen’s indifferent gaze, Wang Xiaole once again lifted her glass and took a big gulp, and as expected, she squinted and grimaced again, this time not just from the sourness, but also from the saltiness.

“Zhu, Zhu Jin… your, your wine is really bad…”

Alcohol mixed with vinegar and salt made it difficult for Wang Xiaole to speak coherently, but the poor kid still remembered to warn Mu Jiawen, “Don’t, don’t drink anymore, the, the wine… it’s gone bad…”