Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 288 Drinking at the Teahouse
Zeng Wenjie's surprise at the name was obvious.

Ye Yixuan then said, "I share the same surname as you, but I'm not the Zhen from Zhen's perspective."

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said "Oh," then took out a cigarette case from his pocket and asked, "Sister Xuan, can I smoke?"

Ye Yixuan glanced at him and said, "Go ahead and smoke. A man won't be happy if he doesn't have a couple of cigarettes when he's drinking."

Zeng Wenjie happily tossed a cigarette up, caught it in mid-air, then took out the Zippo lighter given to him by Mu Qingyang and lit it. His movements were graceful and fluid, so smooth that Ye Yixuan was momentarily stunned.

A young woman in a cheongsam named Zeng Mi entered carrying drinks. She gave Ye Yixuan a reproachful look and said, "Yixuan, this is a teahouse, not a restaurant!"

Ye Yixuan said, "I feel more at ease drinking here with you."

Ye Yixuan has a special identity. Although she is still young, she really doesn't dare to go to places like bars or KTVs. Those places are full of all sorts of people and it's easy for accidents to happen or for her to be set up.

Having reached this position at such a young age, Ye Yixuan understands the importance of being cautious and prudent.

"It doesn't really matter where you drink, the most important thing is who you drink with." Zeng Wenjie said with a smile as he helped take the drinks.

Zeng Mi asked, "Who is this little brother?"

Ye Yixuan said, "Your family's owner, Marlenia, the founder of Snack Panic, those high heels you're wearing belong to them."

Zeng Wenjie then noticed that Zeng Mi was wearing a pair of nude-colored wedge heels with studs.

These high heels, paired with her high-slit cheongsam in the style of blue and white porcelain, truly accentuated her beauty, giving her an aura of ethereal grace.

"Oh, that explains why he looks so familiar. I've seen him on TV before." Zeng Mi smiled immediately, her beautiful, sparkling eyes taking in Zeng Wenjie.

"Hello, Sister Zeng Mi." Zeng Wenjie nodded in greeting.

Zeng Mi sat down and started mixing drinks, saying, "But speaking of which, it's been a while since you've come here for a drink."

Ye Yixuan said calmly, "I'm busy. I've been so busy lately, my feet barely touch the ground, I'm always flying in the air."

Zeng Mi then said, "I envy you for being so busy. I want to be busy, but I can't. I'm just a poor caged bird."

Ye Yixuan looked at her with a hint of pity.

Zeng Wenjie gleaned a wealth of information from the simple conversation: a caged bird? Was it a canary kept by a powerful figure?
Judging from her appearance and demeanor, she is quite dignified.

After she finished mixing the drinks, she stood up and said, "Please enjoy your drinks."

Having said that, she took light steps and walked out.

"Keep your eyes to yourself, or you'll bring trouble upon yourself," Ye Yixuan said coldly.

"I just know how to appreciate and discover the beauty around me. However, although Sister Zeng Mi is beautiful, she is still a million miles behind Sister Xuan," Zeng Wenjie said. "The moment Sister Xuan appeared in my sight, all the girls in the world would pale in comparison."

Ye Yixuan smiled and said, "Do you think Xiao Mu will be angry if he hears that?"

Zeng Wenjie raised his glass at the opportune moment and said to Ye Yixuan, "I'd like to toast Sister Xuan to thank her for her care and support during this time! And congratulations on the successful recording of 'The Voice of China'!"

Ye Yixuan smiled, gracefully lifted the glass with one hand, clinked the glass against his, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Zeng Wenjie was taken aback. He looked at the half-full glass of foreign liquor in his hand, but still forced himself to drink it down.

It tastes pretty good, a mix of sour and sweet, with a slightly spicy aftertaste, so I guess it's not low in alcohol content.

“I just went to Taixiang on Friday. The basketball tournament there is quite large-scale. Although it’s a rural area, many local residents came to watch the game, and the atmosphere was great,” Zeng Wenjie said.

"We can't talk about work while we're drinking. You're just making things difficult for me!" Ye Yixuan said helplessly.

Zeng Wenjie immediately stopped.

Ye Yixuan said, "Your snack shop must be planning to expand, right? I heard it from Ye Qiansheng."

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "We'll start expanding immediately after the New Year. We're already planning to open one in the central area of ​​each district." Ye Yixuan said, "Then you must be under a lot of pressure. After all, everyone has already started copying you."

Zeng Wenjie said, "They're just copycats and followers; we can suppress them with a wave of our hand."

"It seems you have a lot of clever ideas in your head. How did you come up with them?" Ye Yixuan asked with a half-smile.

"Inspiration fights itself in dreams, and you just have to clean up the mess when you wake up," Zeng Wenjie said, raising his glass with an air of elegance.

Ye Yixuan was taken aback by these words and said, "That sentence is quite eloquent. It seems you have some knowledge. No wonder you dare to shamelessly claim to be a top student."

"It's just borrowing Cao Xueqin's remaining ink to fill in half of a ridiculous poem," Zeng Wenjie said indifferently.

"?" Ye Yixuan was amused by him. This kid was putting on quite a show, which was also quite interesting.

Zeng Wenjie said, "Sister Xuan is so elegant; she even comes to teahouses to drink."

Ye Yixuan shook her head and said, "I also want to have a good time, go to bars and nightclubs, sing loudly in KTVs, and drive recklessly to a deserted place to get drunk for three days and three nights. But my work and status don't allow me to do that. I live a very restrained life."

Zeng Wenjie gave her a deep look. As the eldest daughter of the Ye family, and with her mother having passed away early, she might be carrying some heavy responsibilities.
Going to the teahouse for a drink seems to be her only way to relax.

As expected, the adult world is not easy, and even the glamorous Ye Yixuan is troubled by it.

"Would you like some more wine?" Zeng Mi knocked on the door, then pushed it open, and asked with a smile.

“We can have some more. We have a day off tomorrow, so why don’t you join us?” Ye Yixuan said.

Zeng Mi nodded happily, took the drinks and came up to Zeng Wenjie, saying, "Little brother, move over a bit."

This could be considered a very deliberate provocation. After all, with such a spacious seat, most young men would have blushed long ago.

But Zeng Wenjie patted his thigh without changing his expression and said, "If Sister Zeng Mi doesn't mind, you can sit on my lap."

Ye Yixuan rolled her eyes.

Zeng Mi couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, saying to Ye Yixuan, "He's actually quite interesting!"

As he spoke, he walked around Zeng Wenjie and sat down in the empty seat.

So the drinking group dwindled to three people, but the atmosphere wasn't lively; it felt rather bland.

Zeng Wenjie felt that the atmosphere was strange. After all, drinking is supposed to be a happy and enjoyable thing, and the atmosphere should be lively and noisy to be most suitable.

This atmosphere, with its inexplicable elegance, made him very uncomfortable. Perhaps it would have been more appropriate for Feng Xiao to accompany the two of them for a drink.

Ye Yixuan is a bit aloof, while Zeng Mi is somewhat melancholic.

The two talked about trivial matters, leaving Zeng Wenjie out in the cold.

"Hey, hey, hey, Sister Xuan, this isn't appropriate of you. You invited me here for drinks and left me hanging!" Zeng Wenjie immediately called out.

"It's rare to see a boy dare to yell at you like that," Zeng Mi couldn't help but laugh.

“That’s just how he is, always making a fuss.” Ye Yixuan glanced at Zeng Wenjie helplessly and laughed.

Zeng Wenjie said, "Drinking like this is so boring, why don't we play some games?"

Ye Yixuan was taken aback, then nodded and asked, "What game do you want to play?"

Zeng Wenjie said to Zeng Mi, "Could you please get me a deck of cards, sister?"

The atmosphere was indeed somewhat enlivened by Zeng Wenjie.

(End of this chapter)