My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day-Chapter 555 - 547: Why Don’t You Carry Me on Your Back
Chen Jiayan was noncommittal, "Indeed, Xixi and I have been here a few times; this place should also suit your taste."
"Whether it suits me or not, I won’t know until I’ve tried it."
Xie Baola inexplicably just wanted to pick on him.
Who made women creatures that hold grudges?
Chen Jiayan nodded calmly, "Yes, you’ll know after you’ve eaten."
Chen Jiayan had reserved a private room.
He initially said he would bring a business partner, but this time he brought Xie Baola first.
Xie Baola took a look around the private room.
"Boss Shen really is extravagant, even hanging paintings and calligraphy by famous artists here."
Truly the demeanor of a mogul.
"Putting on airs of sophistication."
Xie Baola muttered.
Chen Jiayan pushed the menu toward her: "Let’s order first."
Xie Baola sat there unmoved: "We’re friends, and we eat together often, you should know my tastes by now, right?"
Before Chen Jiayan could say anything, Xie Baola added, "If you don’t even know this, then you’re really not a competent friend."
Chen Jiayan: "..."
Chen Jiayan said nothing to this; he ordered the meal, and the waiter took the menu and left.
"Do you want to drink tea or water?"
Xie Baola glanced at him and said coolly, "Since we’re friends, don’t you even know whether I drink tea or water?"
Chen Jiayan: "...I’m just your friend, not the worm in your stomach."
Chen Jiayan corrected her mildly.
Xie Baola became righteous: "Then we’re not really friends at all."
Chen Jiayan: "..."
Why did she keep mentioning the word ’friends’?
And why did she do it in such a strange tone?
Didn’t quite understand.
And didn’t dare to ask.
"Then I’ll pour you a glass of water."
Chen Jiayan said as he took a glass and poured water for Xie Baola, then pushed the glass in front of her.
Xie Baola still didn’t move: "I don’t want to drink water, I want tea."
Chen Jiayan was still temperate in demeanor, and as he silently went to get her a cup of tea, he heard Xie Baola say, "Never mind, I’ll drink water."
It was clear she wasn’t in a good mood.
Chen Jiayan understood.
Xie Baola drank half a glass of water, and with some surprise, lifted her eyelids, "You’re not getting angry at me for this?"
Xie Baola felt like she was being a bit unreasonable, but Chen Jiayan still looked the same.
He showed no change in emotion.
Chen Jiayan repeated his words, "We’re friends."
He paused, then added, "Besides, it’s not worth getting angry about."
Xie Baola: "..."
Fine!
You’re awesome!
So angry!
She got herself worked up!
Xie Baola fanned her cheek with her hand.
Forget it, it’s not good to be angry with oneself.
Anger can harm the body.
Why bother?
She consoled herself not to get angry with someone like Chen Jiayan.
Even if you got angry with him, he wouldn’t quarrel with you.
He might not even know what you’re angry about.
The waiter brought the meals.
Xie Baola stopped the pointless talk.
She ate unhurriedly.
She tasted a bite and found it really good, her fox-like eyes slightly squinting.
"The taste is decent enough."
If the food were bad, she would have some words for Boss Shen.
Looks like that won’t be necessary.
"This place requires a reservation; if you want to bring friends over next time, you can book in advance."
"It’s so bothersome, then I choose not to come."
Xie Baola huffed lightly.
Chen Jiayan didn’t speak, just slightly moved his lips.
The curve was shallow, hardly noticeable.
When Xie Baola looked at him, the smile at the corner of his mouth had already disappeared.
"I think it would be more appropriate to pair this with a bottle of red wine, what do you think?"
Chen Jiayan then ordered a bottle of red wine.
The waiter brought the wine and two wine glasses, poured for them, and then left.
"How much is this bottle?"
Xie Baola picked up the wine glass and held it in her hand.
Watching the red liquid inside the transparent glass gently swaying.
The reflection of the red wine cast a rosy hue on her face.
Making her enchanting face bloom like peach blossoms, endlessly alluring.
Chen Jiayan looked at her for several seconds before casually saying, "It’s tens of thousands; it’s quite fitting to entertain a friend like Miss Xie."
He called her Miss Xie again.
Xie Baola was too lazy to correct his address anymore.
"Then let’s have a toast."
Xie Baola raised her glass.
Chen Jiayan clinked glasses with her, taking only a sip.
"I still have to drive later, so I can’t drink too much," he said.
Xie Baola narrowed her eyes, half-smiling, "So you’re saying this whole bottle is mine?"
"Yep."
Xie Baola suddenly laughed.
She was wearing retro red lipstick.
The color of the lipstick was already dark, making her features even more striking.
After being tinted by the wine, her lips appeared a seductive red.
Chen Jiayan saw her laugh flirtatiously.
Her features were very vivid.
"Chen Jiayan, are you trying to get me drunk?"
He definitely wasn’t going to take the blame for that pot.
Chen Jiayan had to remind her, "...It was you who said you wanted to drink."
"You must be trying to get me drunk, so you can do something to me."
Chen Jiayan hesitated: "...Are you drunk?"
Xie Baola scoffed, "I’ve only had one glass; how could I be drunk? I’ll have you know, I have a very good tolerance!"
"Is that so?"
His tone clearly expressed disbelief.
"Is that so?"
Xie Baola mimicked Chen Jiayan’s tone.
She tugged at her red lips, letting out a light laugh as she threw the question back, "Isn’t it?"
Chen Jiayan was unfazed, "Last time in Sucheng, you got drunk on beer."
Didn’t look like someone with a great tolerance for alcohol.
Xie Baola said, "That’s because I seldom drink beer."
"So according to your tolerance, even if you finish this bottle of red wine, you won’t get drunk."
Xie Baola: "..."
What a killjoy.
Xie Baola pouted.
Neither of them had much to do.
So the meal went very slowly.
The dinner took almost two hours.
Chen Jiayan only drank one glass of wine; the rest went into Xie Baola’s stomach.
This red wine wasn’t quick to intoxicate.
At least, Xie Baola was still clear-minded for now.
She wanted to get drunk but just couldn’t.
Once outside of Tan Garden, Xie Baola, wearing seven-centimeter high heels, suddenly twisted her ankle.
Chen Jiayan, quick to react, caught her.
Xie Baola steadied herself with his arm.
Chen Jiayan’s tone was cool: "You’re not drunk; don’t pretend."
Xie Baola: "..."
What kind of person was this?
"I’m not pretending, I twisted it."
"Did it hurt?"
Chen Jiayan looked down at her foot.
She was already tall compared to other women, and yet she liked to wear high heels.
Even in cold weather, she wore heels.
Xie Baola wanted to say no, but for some reason, she nodded.
"A bit." Xie Baola said earnestly, "The road is uneven to begin with."
"Be careful next time, I’ll support you first."
Chen Jiayan didn’t doubt her words.
Being supported by him was not quite satisfactory for Xie Baola.
"It really hurts."
Xie Baola frowned, "I can’t walk, how about you carry me?"
