novelraw Chapter 320 - 291: Straight Man’s Thinking
Chapter 320 - 291: Straight Man’s Thinking
"Your uncle has quite a few friends here as well. He’ll probably return after the eighth; he has a project to discuss on the tenth at his company.""Oh, I was hoping you two could stay here a bit longer!" Cen Jin pouted with disappointment, her tone clearly dropping several levels.
"Once you and Bai Zhou decide on a date for the wedding, won’t your uncle and I have to come back?" Nie Peirong smiled and teased her, "We’ll have to come back to give you more dowry then! Even though you and Bai Zhou are already registered, the order is a bit mixed up, but I’ve long prepared the dowry for you, just waiting for the day you wear your wedding dress."
"Thank you, Auntie." Cen Jin smiled knowingly, still feeling very touched inside.
"Thank you for what? Your aunt and I don’t have a daughter, so you’re practically the treasure of both the Nie Family and the Shen Family. Who else should we save the dowry for if not for you than that stinky boy Xiang Chen?" Shen Yunsong laughed as he chimed in, his mood noticeably higher when mentioning Shen Xiangchen.
"Once he hears that, cousin will definitely doubt if Aunt and Uncle are his real parents."
"We actually wish he wasn’t born to us." Nie Peirong sighed gently, "Your uncle always wanted him to take over the family business, but he refused! Insisted on starting his own gaming company, which is now showing a bit of success. During the startup, he borrowed 1.2 million from your uncle and paid it back with interest in a year. We thought he’d back out after facing difficulties, but alas."
"Isn’t that great! It shows that cousin has a talent in this area! Many people could take that 1.2 million and still lose it all, or even more."
"So now we just leave him be, let him do whatever he wants."
Laughter and conversation filled the car, and soon they arrived at the villa. Ms. Qin warmly welcomed them, chatting with Nie Peirong as she led them inside, and then brought out dishes she prepared earlier. The three sat together, eating and exchanging stories of recent happenings.
At four in the afternoon, Shen Xiangchen returned, and Ms. Qin asked Cen Jin to greet Miss Yu Hui next door, suggesting they combine their New Year’s Eve dinner here for more lively company. Miss Yu Hui happily agreed, joining them in the kitchen to plan the meal, even bringing pre-purchased ingredients from home for a sumptuous feast.
Meanwhile, Shen Yunsong and Jiang Yuyang, who hadn’t seen each other for many years, enjoyed a cup of tea and a game of chess in harmonious camaraderie.
The dinner commenced around seven, with a full table of joyous guests. Jiang Baizhou and Shen Xiangchen were invited by Shen Yunsong and Jiang Yuyang to drink with them. Jiang Baizhou was fine since he hadn’t drunk at lunch, unlike Shen Xiangchen, who had been toasted repeatedly by his staff earlier, and would have been bedridden had he not had a good tolerance.
Both Shen Yunsong and Jiang Yuyang were elders, so declining wasn’t an option for him. He drank cautiously, but to his surprise, just those few drinks were enough to make him dizzy.
Similarly, Jiang Baizhou couldn’t handle it in the end either, waving his hand to indicate he truly couldn’t drink anymore. After a few bites of food, he and Shen Xiangchen both slumped onto the table in sync, even falling in exactly the same direction.
"Dad, Uncle, did you add something to the drink?" Cen Jin looked at the two of them, her mouth twitching slightly as she put down her chopsticks and seriously questioned Jiang Yuyang and Shen Yunsong, who were still happily drinking.
Hearing Cen Jin’s remark, Jiang Yuyang couldn’t help but laugh, shaking his head, "Looks like these two need to improve their drinking skills! This won’t do."
"Exactly, they’re hopeless."
"..."
Cen Jin pursed her lips as the two bantered happily, unable to say much, she sighed, readying herself to move Jiang Baizhou and Shen Xiangchen. Just then, Miss Yu Hui’s voice rang out, "Alright, just because you’re good at drinking, you don’t know your limits, do you? Xiang Chen already drank quite a bit at noon, and here you are, puffing up. Who do you think you are?"
With his wife’s scolding, Jiang Yuyang trembled slightly, spilling half the drink from his glass. His smile quickly vanished as he quietly set the glass down, choosing to stay silent.
"Right, you should be grateful the wind isn’t blowing, otherwise you’d be swept away. Have you any idea of your own weight? Aren’t you afraid you’d lose your heads in a fall? Stop it and put away the drinks, eat something." Nie Peirong chimed in, expressing her agreement with a fist on the table, and pointed indignantly at Shen Yunsong.