Caught off guard.
There was a sudden deathly silence in the box.
After the two of them sat down, Xi Gaoyuan finally digested the meaning of "fiancée". He widened his eyes and asked, "Are you planning to get married?"
Jiang asked, "Yes."
Then, there was silence for a few seconds, and Zhao Binlin slammed the table, "Fuck! You are so awesome, really!"
Then a group of people started making noises. These people all grew up together, so they talked about all sorts of things and made jokes without restraint.
Everyone knew more or less about Jiang Wen's bumpy love history, and they smiled knowingly and started talking about it. Some called Feng Ning sister-in-law, while others called her sister-in-law.
"The girl Jiang Wen has had a crush on since high school turned out to be you. Seeing is believing. Wow, you are really beautiful."
"This guy has been single for the past few years. We thought he had a problem with his sexual orientation, so we planned to send him to see a psychologist."
Jiang Wen remained silent and let them talk about his dark history.
Feng Ning was very used to dealing with this kind of situation. She was a master at warming up the crowd. She would listen to what others said, make a few appropriate jokes, and quickly blend in with them.
While everyone else was teasing Jiang Wen, Zhao Binlin came over and said solemnly, "Feng Ning, I am really happy that I can see you and Jiang Wen get married in my lifetime. I am so happy. I am happier than Jiang Wen's parents."
Feng Ning was amused: "Are you so happy?"
"Why not?" Zhao Binlin hit his thigh. "Over the years, you two have ignored each other, causing me, an innocent third party, to suffer as well."
"What tortured you this time? Tell me."
Feng Ning pretended to listen attentively.
"I have suffered so much that I cannot finish talking about it in hours. Let's drink some wine first."
As he spoke, Zhao Binlin poured Feng Ning a small glass of wine and poured himself another.
Jiang Wen seemed to be listening to others attentively, but his eyes were always fixed on Feng Ning. When he saw Zhao Binlin pouring wine for Feng Ning, he pulled her hand.
Feng Ning smiled and turned around, "Huh? What's wrong?"
At this time, Xi Gaoyuan called Jiang Wen, "Come, have a couple of drinks too."
Jiang Wen refused without even thinking: "No."
Xi Gaoyuan groaned, thinking that he was a little unreasonable, and said forcefully: "Why don't you drink? You must drink."
Jiang Wen gestured to Feng Ning with his chin, "She won't let me drink."
Xi Gaoyuan: “?”
Another man leaned over and scolded with a smile: "Brother, do we have any dignity as men? If we are men, we should be more efficient."
Jiang Wen looked at her mockingly and said slowly, "You have dignity as a man, but does your wife have it?"
“… … ..”
"Fuck, they haven't even gotten married yet and they're already so arrogant. It's amazing that they've turned their lives around."
Jiang Wen was about to speak, but Feng Ning interrupted him to prevent him from saying something shocking. She waved her hands at them and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you drink."
Jiang Wen frowned slightly out of habit and looked at her, "You just told me to stop drinking yesterday."
Feng Ning: "It's okay to drink a little occasionally."
Jiang Wen reluctantly said "oh", tapped the glass with his fingers, and said to them, "Pour the wine."
He looked like a henpecked husband, serious on the surface, but actually showing off his affection, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction. Xi Gaoyuan was completely speechless, holding the bottle and pretending to smash it: "Okay, I'm about to vomit, Jiang Wen, stop being greasy, if you don't want to drink, get out."
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Zhao Binlin deliberately changed seats with others and sat down next to Feng Ning. "I don't like to mess around with these grown men. It's boring."
Feng Ning couldn't help laughing: "Then... let's just talk in private here?"
"Tsk, that's exactly what I meant."
After chatting for a while, Zhao Binlin seemed to remember something and asked, "Jiang Wen, you know he's quite a reserved person, right?"
"Sultry?" Feng Ning thought for a moment, "A little bit indeed."
"You don't know, for so many years, Jiang Wen didn't allow me to mention you on the surface, but he was very pretentious. He kept hinting at me, hinting, you know? He didn't say it directly, but had to ask about you indirectly."
Feng Ning was curious: "How did he do this indirectly?"
Zhao Binlin finally had a chance to speak, and he started with a lot of complaints, "Jiang Wen and I have a time difference, and he often comes to chat with me in the middle of the night. When I want to sleep, he calls me across the ocean, and it happens once a month, more punctual than your period."
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...
At first, Zhao Binlin didn't know what Jiang Wen was doing. He thought he was just lonely in a foreign country and missed him. So he was quite touched and just chatted with Jiang Wen like an idiot. He chatted about this and that, awkwardly, and talked with all his might.
After chatting for a long time, it felt like the two brothers had said everything they wanted to say in their lifetime. Their throats were dry and smoking, but Jiang Wen still didn't seem to want to hang up. Zhao Binlin was puzzled: "Jiang Wen, is there something wrong with you? I'm not used to your sudden enthusiasm for me."
"What could happen to me?"
"I'm glad you're alright." Zhao Binlin yawned. "That's all for now. I'm going to sleep first. Bye."
"Wait a minute." Jiang Wen said, "Let's talk for a while."
Zhao was on the verge of losing his temper: "Brother, do you want to borrow money from me? Just tell me how much you want to borrow."
After another round of arguing, Zhao Binlin suddenly had an idea, "By the way, I recently made an appointment with that guy to go out for dinner."
"who."
"Feng Ning."
Jiang Wen was silent for a while before he said, "What happened to her?"
Zhao Binlin reported truthfully, "She seems pretty good. I asked her in a roundabout way, and she hasn't been in a relationship yet, but there are many people pursuing her."
Jiang Wen suddenly said, "You didn't mention me to her, did you?"
Zhao Binlin said righteously: "Don't worry, I didn't say a word, and neither did she."
Jiang asked: “… ”
After talking for a few sentences until the sleepiness wore off, Zhao Binlin became more and more excited, with a beaming smile on his face.
Jiang Wen interrupted him: "Okay, go to sleep, I have to go to class."
Then, the phone beeped and then there was a busy tone.
Zhao Binlin, who was full of energy, took down his phone: "?"
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At this point, Zhao Binlin wanted to laugh. "Then I understood. I am just a tool. Next time Jiang Wen calls me, I won't talk about anything else. I will just tell him about you. It will be over in a few minutes."
At the end, he added, "You know, every time I post a group photo on my Moments, Jiang Wen, this bastard, he will also check the number of likes on my Moments."
Feng Ning didn't turn around: "What are you looking at this for?"
"I don't know about that either." Zhao Linlin hinted, "I guess it depends on whether you like it or not."
"... ..."
Feng Ning took the time to glance at Jiang Wen.
When he is with his friends, he is very relaxed and seems to be doing whatever he wants.
As soon as she turned her head, Jiang Wen immediately caught her gaze. While he was talking to someone else, he took a moment to look at her.
This meal took a long time for the family members. It was still snowing when we arrived, and the snow had stopped when we left.
Feng Ning went to the bathroom and when he came out, he didn't see Jiang Wen.
She turned her head and looked around.
Not far away, a group of young girls were pushing and shoving each other and laughing. A beautiful girl with big curly hair straightened her clothes and walked towards the man leaning against the pillar next to her.
She cleared her throat and said, "Handsome, can you add me on WeChat?"
Under the light, the man's features were deep and clear, his expression was lacking, yet he was three times more handsome than any movie star.
He was slow to speak.
"Let's make friends."
After staring at Feng Ning for a few seconds, Jiang Wen lazily fixed his gaze on the person who came to ask for WeChat: "Sorry, I'm married."
Big wavy beauty: "?"
"My wife is right behind you."