Chapter 272: Wife, Shall We Dance a Song?
If he turns his face in front of everyone, his good reputation before will be completely ruined.
"Okay, since Mr. Jiang is not interested, then I will not be reluctant. ”
As he spoke, Yang Chengyu slowly withdrew his hand, his face a little ugly.
Nodding his head, he was about to turn to leave, when suddenly a voice came from behind him, something familiar.
"Wife, let's dance a song. ”
Hearing this, Yang Chengyu turned his head suddenly, it was Xia Chen!
Wife?
What wife?
Who is he shouting?
"Huh, a dance?"
Concubine Jiang asked with some confusion, "Do you want to dance?"
At this moment, Yang Chengyu was struck by lightning, and subconsciously staggered back two steps, and his face changed greatly.
He never expected that it was Mr. Jiang who responded to this driver.
Wife?
What the hell is going on?
"Okay, then I'll dance with you. ”
She even agreed?
Yang Chengyu felt a violent roar in his ears, and the whole world became a little unreal.
What the fuck is this......
What's going on?
The corners of Xia Chen's mouth raised a vague arc, and he glanced at Yang Chengyu lightly, as if he was provoking.
Immediately, he walked up to Concubine Jiang Shu step by step, took the initiative to take her hand, and said with a smile: "I heard just now that you can't jump, so I'll teach you." ”
As he spoke, he grabbed Concubine Jiang Shuying's waist with one hand, stepped on the beat of the music, and jumped up with Concubine Jiang Shu.
In an instant, the eyes of the audience were cast.
Everyone didn't expect that after Concubine Jiang Shufei rejected Yang Chengyu, she actually agreed to another man.
"Shhh...... Who is this person, if I heard me correctly, he just seemed to call Mr. Jiang's wife?"
"It seems that yes, I heard it too, then he is Mr. Jiang's husband?"
"What husband, isn't he just a driver?"
"What the hell is going on?"
……
Everyone whispered and pointed at Yang Chengyu.
Yang Chengyu slowly clenched his fists, his face kept changing, from iron blue to red, and finally became extremely white, with no blood at all.
A hideous smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, his teeth rattled, and his eyes burst into flames.
He heard all these words.
Even, some people say that he can't even compare to a driver.
"Click!"
He moved his neck slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold light surged.
If he remembered correctly, the reason why Concubine Jiang Shu rejected him just now was that he couldn't dance.
But now, aren't she and that Xia Chen dancing in a similar way?
It's just a prevarication.
"Mr. Jiang!"
Yang Chengyu couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "What kind of attitude do you have?"
"Is it deliberately losing my face Yang Chengyu?"
The words fell, and the music stopped abruptly.
Concubine Jiang Shu was stunned for a moment, and she didn't react for a while.
What's the situation?
When did she humiliate Yang Chengyu?
It's impossible for her to do such a thing.
"Huh. ”
Yang Chengyu's face turned pale, and he sneered: "Mr. Jiang is really a good means, he deliberately rejected me in the name of not being able to dance, and jumped with your driver in a blink of an eye." ”
"You actually let this driver call your wife ......"
"Mr. Jiang, did you deliberately do it for everyone to see, I, Yang Chengyu, can't even compare to a driver!"
He attached great importance to this drinking party, and originally wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to get close to Concubine Jiang Shu, so as to lay the groundwork for the next plan.
He is not a man who likes violence, but he likes the feeling of subtle conquest.
He believed that sooner or later, Concubine Jiang Shu would obediently climb into bed and wait for her to be lucky.
However, I never expected it.
This time, he was actually humiliated.
What does Mr. Yang mean by this. ”
Concubine Jiang Shu's pretty face was cold, and her brows gradually wrinkled: "Xia Chen is my driver, but he is also my husband." ”
In addition, Xia Chen is also her patron saint.
Of course, she didn't say the last sentence, after all, it was too embarrassing.
"Fart!"
Yang Chengyu didn't believe it at all, hugged his shoulders, and sneered: "Do you think I'm a fool?"
His previous actions had already shown that he had thoughts about Concubine Jiang Shu, and I believe that the vast majority of people here could see it.
And now, Jiang Shufei actually said that her driver was her husband.
Isn't this a way to humiliate yourself?
"You're stupid. ”
Xia Chen grabbed Jiang Shufei's waist, and with a gentle pull of his other hand, Jiang Shufei's pretty face turned crimson into his arms.
"Did you tell you before? You can't even reach the minimum standard of our concubine, don't you understand?"
He glanced at Yang Chengyu lightly and sneered: "Such a big person, he doesn't even have this bit of self-knowledge?"
"By the way, now that the gamble is over, I am willing to accept the loss. ”
Hearing these words, the expression on Yang Chengyu's face froze suddenly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the pastries piled up on the plate next to him, and swallowed a mouthful of foam with difficulty.
He only reacted now, and Xia Chen regarded himself as a fool from beginning to end.
All of this is a deliberate trap for yourself.
"Which onion are you?"
Yang Chengyu's face sank: "It's just a driver, and I'm not qualified to talk to me." ”
He wouldn't admit it, it was just a verbal agreement anyway, and no one knew.
Xia Chen smiled when he heard this.
He let go of the hand holding Concubine Jiang Shufei and walked towards Yang Chengyu step by step, staring at each other with slightly gloomy eyes, as if staring at his prey.
"Which onion am I?"
Xia Chen sighed twice: "Interesting, interesting." ”
Seeing the other party walking towards him, Yang Chengyu chuckled violently in his heart, and said coldly: "What are you going to do?
"Smack!"
When the words fell, Xia Chen did not hesitate at all, and slapped him with his backhand.
This Yang family has already stumbled on the Jiang Group, and they still don't know anything?
"Do it?"
Xia Chen waved his hand indifferently: "I just hope that Yang Shao will fulfill the previous gambling contract, after all, you are a figure with a head and a face, and if you can't speak, it won't count, right?"
Yang Chengyu covered his face tightly, his eyes were almost spewing fire, he subconsciously glanced at the plate full of food, and shouted angrily: "Don't you Jiang clan want to mix?"
"If you have to make another inch, then don't blame me for being rude!"
Xia Chen completely turned a deaf ear to these words, and even lazily plucked out his ears.
The threat of vaccination, he had already heard about it.
He walked over step by step, grabbed Yang Chengyu's collar, and the corners of his mouth raised a touch of salient arc: "Yang Shao, how do you want to be polite?"