Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

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After the food was ready, several people moved to the deck.

The location was arranged by Yang Jiran, and it was obvious that she was very attentive.

Viewed vertically, Ai Changhuan and Lu Zhanke sit face to face, and Qin Zhan and Yang Jiran sit face to face, but viewed horizontally, Ai Changhuan and Qin Zhan sit together, while Lu Zhanke sits with Yang Jiran together.

Because there was a little quarrel just now, Ai Changhuan kept a cold face and did not even look at Lu Zhanke. Of course, she would not turn around to look at Qin Zhan.

Yang Jiran's people were very efficient in their work. In a short while, an exquisite Chinese dinner was put on the table. There were sixty-eight dishes in total. It was almost as fast as the Manchu and Han banquet. I don't know how her people managed to prepare it in such a short time. So many dishes are ready.

The wine was paired with Huadiao wine bottled in blue and white porcelain. Why did Yang Jiran, who was so good, suddenly adopt a Chinese style?

When he was puzzled, Yang Jiran had already raised his glass and said: "This is the first glass for everyone. I welcome Mr. Ye and Miss Jin as guests, and I hope we can have a happy cooperation. I'll do it first." Out of respect."

After saying that, he raised his hand, raised his head, and drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

Lu Zhanke and Qin Zhan were fine, this amount of wine was nothing to them, but Ai Changhuan had never drank liquor before, so she was a little embarrassed.

Lu Zhanke wanted to help Ai Changhuan drink it, but Ye Shaoxiong wanted to stand by and watch Jin Ruoyu laugh at him, so he could only endure it even if he was anxious.

Qin Zhan also wanted to help Ai Changhuan drink, but his status did not allow him to do so, otherwise the traces of acting would be too obvious.

Yang Jiran didn't even say a word that he wouldn't let Ai Changhuan drink. He acted as if he didn't see him and insisted on waiting for Ai Changhuan to finish the glass of wine.

Qin Zhan and Lu Zhanke finally couldn't bear it any longer, and they both spoke at the same time.

"I……"

"I……"

Ai Changhuan shook her shoulders, closed her eyes, raised her head and drank the glass of wine. The spicy taste immediately filled her nose. She coughed several times because of the spicy taste. She was reluctant to let Lu Zhanke drink it instead of her, and even more Unwilling to accept Qin Zhan's favor.

At this time, Yang Jiran seemed to notice that Ai Changhuan didn't know how to drink. She pretended to be surprised and said: "Ah, it turns out that Miss Jin doesn't know how to drink. Why are you so narrow-minded and didn't remind me?"

She glanced at Lu Zhanke coquettishly.

Ai Changhuan: "..." That's my husband!

Lu Zhanke: "..." What the hell?

Qin Zhan: "..." He started to enlarge his moves again.

Yang Jiran asked someone to change the drink for Ai Changhuan and raised a second glass of wine: "Ms. Jin is also a stubborn person, but I like it very much. This glass of wine can be regarded as my apology to you on behalf of Mr. Ye." , I hope you won’t blame him anymore. As the saying goes, priceless treasures are easy to find, but lovers are rare. I also hope that the two of you can untie your knot and let go of each other."

"..." Ai Changhuan thought to himself, who are you? Why do you replace Lu Zhanke? Also, what do you mean by letting go of each other? Do you want me and Lu Zhanke to divorce? Yaya, damn it, being a mistress still smells like a real wife, it's really shameless.

Seeing that Ai Changhuan didn't move, Yang Jiran raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong, Miss Jin, do you think... I'm not qualified?"

Ai Changhuan roared in his heart, of course you don't have this qualification, who are you?

She picked up her drink without drinking it, just smelled it, and then said: "Miss Yang is really worried about our husband and wife. I appreciate your kindness, but this is our family matter after all. It's embarrassing enough to say it out loud, so I have to go home and resolve it privately, so I won't bother Miss Yang."

She pushed Yang Jiran's wine away without being soft or hard.

Yang Jiran didn't expect Jin Ruoyu to speak so mercilessly, and his face darkened.

Lu Zhanke and Qin Zhan looked at all this, one was secretly happy, the other was bitter.

What Lu Zhanke was thinking was that Ai Changhuan's jealous look was so cute that she didn't even take Yang Jiran seriously. He must kiss her a few times as a reward when he goes back.

Qin Zhan could only reluctantly twitch the corners of his mouth and reveal a bitter smile.

Although Yang Jiran was angry, he did not have an attack. He just said insincerely: "That's good..."

Then he turned around to chat and laugh with Lu Zhanke. Lu Zhanke was in a good mood, so he would talk to her for a few words from time to time. Yang Jiran felt happy and became more active, whispering interesting things to please Lu Zhanke from time to time. The charming smile was flirtatious, completely treating Ai Changhuan and Qin Zhan as nothing.

Ai Changhuan held the chopsticks tightly, her face began to turn blue with anger, and she kept roaring in her heart: "Let go of my husband!"

Yang Jiran asked Lu Zhanke in a low voice: "Do you know why I proposed to have dinner on the deck?"

Lu Zhanke's smile gradually faded and he asked, "Why?"

Yang Jiran chuckled: "Because I want to make you happy. Don't you mind that Miss Jin and Qin Zhan are dining on the deck? Now that you are here with me, are you a little happier?"

Lu Zhanke: "Haha..."

Yang Jiran pursed her lips and smiled. She turned around and saw Ai Changhuan staring at her with gloomy eyes. She blinked and said with an innocent look: "What's wrong, Miss Jin? You don't seem to be happy. You don't like being here?" Are you dining on the deck with the sea breeze blowing? Or, what you don’t like is that so many people are dining together?”

Ai Changhuan wiped the corners of his mouth and said coldly: "No, I just need to touch up my makeup."

With that said, he got up and left.

After Ai Changhuan left, Yang Jiran said to Lu Zhanke again: "Look, she seems to be jealous. Are you happy?"

Lu Zhanke was already happy in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. He said lightly: "Don't you still know why I am good to her?"

Yang Jiran lay on his shoulder, stared at him for a while, and finally smiled with satisfaction and said, "That's good, I hope you won't be reluctant to let go."

Lu Zhanke turned to look at her, not understanding what she meant.

Yang Jiran smiled mysteriously: "You will know when the time comes. It will definitely be a surprise beyond your expectation. Just think of it as a meeting gift from me."

Lu Zhanke curled his lips and remained noncommittal.

He picked up the wine glass, took a shallow sip, and secretly looked at Qin Zhan's expression. Qin Zhan also picked up the wine glass, but slowly tapped the glass three times with his index finger, which was the code for a shooting operation.

Lu Zhanke drank the wine in one gulp. The hot wine entered his stomach and immediately felt a burning sensation, but his heart was as calm as water. Shooting operation? Who is going to shoot whom?

He thought about it carefully and soon understood that it was Yang Jiran who wanted to kill him and Ai Changhuan, not Qin Zhan, otherwise Qin Zhan would not know about it.

Let's take another look at what Yang Jiran said just now, what about letting each other go, what a big surprise. Could it be that Yang Jiran actually has only one goal?

She wants to kill Ai Changhuan!

At the thought of this possibility, Lu Zhanke's scalp suddenly trembled, and his hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but loosen. The wine glass hit the dining table with a thud, spun around a few times, and then rolled to the ground...

what to do? What should he do to save Ai Changhuan?

Yang Jiran turned to look at Lu Zhanke and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhanke took several deep breaths before he could barely resist the urge to slap this woman to death, but his face couldn't help but become cold and smelly. You wouldn't be happy if you knew someone was going to kill your wife, right?

Qin Zhan saw that Lu Zhanke was about to reveal something uncontrollably, so he hurriedly interrupted and said with a half-smile: "Mr. Ye, you must be a little worried because Mrs. Ye hasn't come back after being away for so long. We really have a deep love between husband and wife."

Yang Jiran turned his head, looked at Qin Zhan with an unhappy look, and said, "That's right, why did Mrs. Ye go there in such a hurry and not come back yet? Is she lost? Mr. Ye is not familiar with this place, so Qin , go take a look and see what happened."

Qin Zhan thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

Yang Jiran must have something to say to Lu Zhanke alone, otherwise there would be no need to use such a poor excuse to send him away, but he happened to have something to say to Ai Changhuan, so it was just right.

Ai Changhuan was in the bathroom, her mouth twisted with anger, but she couldn't curse, so she had to twist the bag in her hand hard and pretend that it was Lu Zhanke's ear. Damn it, you don't have to smile so happily even if you are acting, two people You're still so glued together that people who don't know would think you two are just a couple. Damn Lu Zhanke, I hate you, hate you, hate you!

The innocent bag, under Ai Changhuan's ravages, soon became miserable and turned into a "bun" shape.

After torturing Baobao for a while, the anger in Ai Changhuan's heart calmed down a little. He looked in the mirror, patted his cheeks, squeezed out a not-too-ugly smile, then clenched his fists to cheer for himself, and worked hard to defeat the bad guys. Get your man back!

Taking a deep breath, she opened the bathroom door and was about to go out, but suddenly a black figure appeared out of nowhere, pushed her very quickly, squeezed in, and quickly closed the door. .

Ai Changhuan stared with wide eyes at the man who covered her mouth and pushed her back until she was pressed against the wall. She felt angry, frightened, and more at a loss.

It's Qin Zhan, what is he doing here? Also, why did he stand up?

Qin Zhan pressed Ai Changhuan and looked at the woman under him who he had longed for day and night. He felt mixed emotions in his heart. He was silent for a long time and only uttered sadly: "We seem to have a fate in the bathroom. It was the first time we met. I was also in the bathroom at that time.”

Ai Changhuan angrily waved his hand away, blocking it between him and her, and asked angrily: "What are you doing here? Do you want to relive your old dream? Sorry, I'm not interested."

"Chang Huan, do you have to talk to me like this?" Qin Zhan's face showed indescribable sadness, "I swear, I will find a chance to explain it to you in the future, but not now, not now At that time, I came here to tell you to be careful... Yang Jiran wants to kill you."