Chapter 10

Coquettishly His tone was still gentle, and it sounded like he was just asking casually out of curiosity.

Obviously, she didn’t do anything overly intimate with the male model downstairs, but this didn’t stop Pei Yuning from feeling a little guilty at the moment.

After Shang Yanci asked this question, he frowned slightly. His question was too rude and offensive. From Pei Yuning’s perspective, the only difference between him and the male model downstairs was that he had drunk tea with her last night. There is nothing else.

He crossed the line.

Pei Yuning finished half a glass of brandy, drinking it neat without mixing it with the champagne she had in the private room on the third floor. She was now a little tipsy.

She could feel that Shang Yanci was looking at her, waiting for her answer.

“I saw it.” Pei Yuning said these three words honestly, and looked up at Shang Yanci’s eyes. Even through a layer of lenses, his gaze still gave people a strong sense of presence. “It’s not of high quality, and it’s far inferior to Mr. Shang. So, I came up.”

She said this bluntly. The twenty-year-old girl was lively and beautiful. Her originally sweet and soft voice became even more coquettish after drinking.

“It’s my pleasure.” Shang Yanci curved his lips and looked at the blush slowly rising on both sides of Pei Yuning’s cheeks. He took a step ahead of her and reached out to take the whole bottle of brandy on the table. “Ms. Pei, your alcohol tolerance doesn’t seem to be suitable for drinking it alone. It’s my mistake. I’m sorry.”

Pei Yuning retracted her outstretched hand and stroked the hem of her skirt. She used her usual coquettish tone, raised her glass and looked across: “Mr. Shang, I can drink a little more, I want it.”

No one could resist the coquettish Pei Yuning.

Shang Yanci looked at her for a moment, and finally compromised and called the waiter to mix the brandy.

Soon, the waiter brought a glass of lychee peach brandy.

Pei Yuning tasted it and found it tasted okay, but it didn’t have the same flavor as drinking brandy alone.

Shang Yanci was worried that she would be drunk, so he asked politely while she was still sober, “Where does Miss Pei live?”

“Yuhua Mingyuan,” Pei Yuning asked, “I’m not drunk, Mr. Shang, do you want to take me home?”

Shang Yanci looked at her: “Yes, I’ll take you home.”

The phone on the desk rang softly, and Shang Yanci answered the call.

Gu Yu: “Mr. Shang, the planning department’s revision plan has been reviewed and approved by the headquarters. They asked if you have time to hold a small meeting later. Some subsequent promotion work needs to be finalized by you first.”

Shang Yanci: “No.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone neatly.

Gu Yu on the opposite side: ⊙.☉?

His workaholic boss who has been working all year round suddenly starts to work?

The voice on the phone was very low and could not be heard unless it was close to my ear. Pei Yuning remembered that when she first came to the lounge, Shang Yanci was holding a mobile phone in his hand with a slight frown on his brows, probably worried about work.

Pei Yuning blinked her beautiful eyes and put down her wine glass: “I don’t want to drink anymore, Mr. Shang, please take me home.”

Shang Yanci: “Okay.”

Shang Heng was furious after seeing Song Qingyi’s circle of friends. It was ok for him to take Pei Yuning to watch the male model show before, but now he has gone so far as to take her to play with male models.

I drove all the way to Night Addiction, and my mind was filled with the scenes in the video just now. It was simply unbearable to watch.

Shang Heng arrived at the door of Room 3019, stopped for a few seconds, and then pushed the door open.

The sudden intrusion interrupted the laughter in the private room, and everyone looked at Shang Heng.

One of the male models asked, “Who are you?”

Shang Heng ignored him and looked around, but did not see Pei Yuning. He breathed a sigh of relief, and just as his heart fell back into his chest, he suddenly remembered what happened between him and Xu Wei that day, and his face instantly turned cold.

He glared at Song Qingyi who was being fed wine by a male model: “Where is Ningning?”

Song Qingyi raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, and looked at Shang Heng with a trashy look: “With what identity are you asking this question?”

Shang Heng gritted his teeth and said, “As Ningning’s fiancé.”

Song Qingyi sneered: “Don’t try to save face. My Ningning has broken up with you. It’s really embarrassing for you to pretend to be deeply in love with her now that you cheated on her.”

“Break up?” Shang Heng laughed sarcastically, “The marriage certificate is still there, so she is still my Shang Heng’s fiancée.”

“Haha.” Song Qingyi was too lazy to deal with this overconfident clown, so she continued to play games with the male models.

Shang Heng knew that he couldn’t get anything out of her, so he turned around and left, driving to Yuhua Mingyuan.

In the back seat of the Maybach, Pei Yuning and Shang Yanci sat on each side, and the distance between them was better than nothing.

The burgundy red skirt was like a warmly blooming rose, blooming beside Shang Yanci’s legs.

He didn’t notice this place, so he didn’t move away on his own initiative.

Pei Yuning looked at his left hand wearing the pinky ring. His finger bones were white and slender, with distinct bones, as if they were carved from the finest jade.

A Patek Philippe watch is worn on the strong and tense wrist bones, with a dark green dial and a silver strap, which is low-key and restrained.

Shang Yanci replied to a few work messages, put down his phone, looked over and asked considerately: “Are you feeling unwell?”

Pei Yuning shook his head.

Before driving, Shang Yanci specifically told the driver to drive slowly, so there were no sudden brakes or stops, and the journey was smooth all the way.

“You’re blushing.” Shang Yanci raised his right hand slightly, and finally dropped it back onto the chair, rubbing it with his fingertips, as if he was restraining something inappropriate from happening.

“I don’t want to drink next time.” Pei Yuning pouted her plump and rosy lips unconsciously, raised her hand and touched her cheek, “Don’t give me wine next time.”

There were two bottles of brandy on the front passenger seat. When Shang Yanci left Night Addiction, he asked the manager to pack them, and told Pei Yuning not to drink them neat.

“Since you like it, why don’t you want it?” Shang Yanci thought her pouting action was very cute and could not help but chuckled, “Ms. Pei, didn’t you make an appointment with me to drink pear wine when you were in City Z?”

“I was drinking both times I met you, and you thought I was a little drunkard.” Pei Yuning blinked and stayed sober, “Mr. Shang, actually I don’t drink much.”

Pei Yuning’s words sounded like she was complaining softly, but to Shang Yanci’s ears at this moment, he felt that she was acting coquettishly. She was a little drunk at this moment, otherwise she wouldn’t have spoken to him in such an unguarded and coquettish tone.

“Then I won’t say it again in the future.” Shang Yanci agreed with her, “I won’t think you are a drunkard.”

Pei Yuning smiled and nodded obediently: “Well! Mr. Shang, are you free tomorrow at noon? I’ll treat you to dinner.”

The driver parked the car in front of Yuhua Mingyuan.

“Yes, I’ll pick you up.” Shang Yanci glanced out the window and returned his gaze to Pei Yuning, “We’re home, Miss Pei.”

“Well, I’ve chosen a restaurant and I’ll send you the location.” Pei Yuning opened the door on her side and got out.

“Okay.” Shang Yanci opened the car door, walked to the passenger seat, picked up the two bottles of brandy and handed them to her, “Ask someone to make a cup of hangover tea before going to bed.”

Pei Yuning took it: “Got it, see you tomorrow.”

Shang Yanci lowered his eyes and looked at her: “See you tomorrow.”

After Pei Yuning entered Yuhua Mingyuan and could no longer be seen, Shang Yanci turned around and sat back in the back seat.