Chapter 19

Ning Xiujun’s heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled. Her voice was tinged with grievance, “Is what your aunt said true? You’re different to me because our surnames sound similar?”

“Similar? I think they’re completely different.” Wei Liangchen smiled ambiguously.

They were playing a waltz, with many twirling movements. Just as Jinye and Zhou Siwei spun around, they happened to hear this sentence. The next moment, Zhou Siwei gently pulled her back into a spin.

She felt her stomach getting even more uncomfortable.

To make matters worse, it was a very active social dance, and her legs were aching from being pulled.

As if to add to her misery, Mrs. Liu and Mr. Liu, a fashionable couple, also joined the dance.

The three couples soon spun together.

On the left was Wei Liangchen and Ning Xiujun.

On the right was Mrs. Liu and Mr. Liu.

Two ticking time bombs.

One wrong move, and she would be blown to smithereens.

Jinye tried to stay away from them, but Wei Liangchen seemed to be deliberately going against her, always spinning towards her.

This guy was good at anything he put his mind to, and Jinye felt like she was being cornered with nowhere to escape.

He was like a big gray wolf, calmly stalking his little rabbit.

Mrs. Liu was also full of energy, and while dancing, she didn’t forget to comfort Ning Xiujun, “Miss Ning, don’t listen to what Aunt Wei said. You and the young marshal are like honey and oil, even a strong wind can’t blow you apart.”

Ning Xiujun glanced at the cold man. He wasn’t even properly holding her waist, just holding her wrist, spinning her dizzy. When it was time to switch partners, he pushed her towards Zhou Siwei, and because he was too fast, Zhou Siwei almost didn’t catch her.

Then she saw him pull Jinye over, and Ning Xiujun said with a hint of pique, “Where is it like honey and oil?”

Mrs. Liu smiled mysteriously, “Baccarat.”

Jinye’s heart skipped a beat, and combined with the sudden pull, she stepped on Wei Liangchen’s foot.

“Little sister Jinye, you’re not at your best tonight.” With the rhythm of the music, he pressed her waist against his, “Let your brother take good care of you.”

Jinye almost had a heart attack. What kind of occasion was this? Couldn’t this guy be a little more restrained?

Fortunately, it was a dance with a bit of an ambiguous feel.

Ning Xiujun asked unhappily, “What Baccarat?”

Mrs. Liu thought she was shy, “Don’t worry, I won’t say anything.”

Jinye: Mrs. Liu thinks that woman is Ning Xiujun?!

Well, they were looking at each other, and Mrs. Wei was already treating Ning Xiujun as her daughter-in-law, so it was understandable that she would misunderstand.

Ning Xiujun was confused, “What are you talking about?”

Just then, the music slowed down. Jinye quickly looked at Wei Liangchen, giving him a wink. But Wei Liangchen just smirked and looked at Mrs. Liu, “You think it’s her?”

Jinye’s breath almost stopped!

What was this guy doing? At this moment, he should have just smiled and said nothing, letting people guess.

Did he really want to expose her?

If looks could kill, he would have been riddled with holes.

“Not her?” Mrs. Liu was also confused.

Wei Liangchen was about to open his mouth, but Jinye quickly called out, “Second brother~”

Softly, sweetly, with a trembling voice, like a feather brushing across his heart.

Wei Liangchen thought of how she had tearfully begged him to hurry last night, and she was calling him the same way now. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and his dark eyes churned like storm clouds.

“The person you’re talking about, Mrs. Liu—”

Jinye’s heart was in her throat, and the hand she had on his arm scratched at it, a plea, a surrender.

Wei Liangchen twitched his lips, not looking at Ning Xiujun, not looking at Jinye, his gaze only on Mrs. Liu. He gave a wicked smile, “It’s her.”

Although there was a bit of ambiguity,

Jinye’s heart sank back into her chest.

Mrs. Liu also breathed a sigh of relief. She was scared to death.

Thank goodness it was Ning Xiujun, otherwise she would have been in big trouble.

Ning Xiujun was still confused, “What Baccarat?”

“She’s talking about Baccarat, a card game they like to play.” Wei Liangchen answered casually, pulling Jinye into a spin. Zhou Siwei tried to switch partners several times, but he couldn’t.

Jinye was forced to dance with Wei Liangchen for most of the song, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Finally, the music ended, and she was sweating.

“Coward. You only know how to argue with me.” Wei Liangchen was in a better mood, his face close to her ear, “Go to the third floor later.”

Jinye was about to say no, but Mrs. Wei called her over, saying that Chief Zhou wanted to see her.

Wei Liangchen stopped Zhou Siwei, “Mr. Zhou, let’s go have a drink?”

“Okay.” Zhou Siwei readily agreed.

While pouring him a drink, Wei Liangchen asked, “I heard that Mr. Zhou’s ships are packed full every day, and you’ve even chartered the Suzhou to Haicheng waterway. You even got the right to fly directly to Hong Kong from the Transportation Department?”

He hadn’t expected Zhou Siwei to develop so quickly in these two years. Yun Bang, the leader of the waterway, was almost squeezed out by him.

Zhou Siwei spoke softly, neither humble nor arrogant, “Just a few broken ships, how dare I charter a waterway? You’re joking, Young Marshal.”

Wei Liangchen’s dark eyes were lazy, but his meaning was unclear, “You don’t need to be humble. Our Wei family will rely on your Zhou family for help in the future.”

Zhou Siwei smiled slightly, “Help? I wouldn’t dare. I’m just doing things for the Warlord.”

His father was indeed promoted by Warlord Wei, and he was loyal to the Warlord.

But this young Master Zhou was a different story.

Wei Liangchen smiled, “This blind date, was it your idea or your father’s?”

Zhou Siwei was very sincere, “I saw Miss Xu at Mrs. Zhang’s banquet last time. Her sweet and polite demeanor impressed me.”

“Sweet?” Wei Liangchen looked at the figure with her back to him in the living room and said sarcastically, “Bullshit.”

The voice wasn’t loud, but Zhou Siwei still heard it.

He was slightly taken aback.

Over there, Mrs. Wei sent someone to call, “Mr. Zhou, the Warlord and Chief Zhou are asking for you.”

“Young Marshal, I’ll excuse myself for a moment.” Zhou Siwei walked towards Jinye.

Wei Liangchen’s eyes suddenly darkened.

Over here, Chief Zhou was very satisfied with Jinye, “Little Jin, what do you think of our Siwei?”

Jinye felt the gaze from behind burning her back.

But in front of so many elders, could she say she didn’t like him?

“Mr. Zhou is refined and handsome, gentle and elegant, like an older brother, very caring.” Jinye’s palms were sweating.

Chief Zhou laughed heartily, “See, that’s satisfaction. Why don’t we set the wedding date?”

Warlord Wei also laughed, “You’re in a hurry. You don’t know what Siwei thinks yet.”

Zhou Siwei glanced at Jinye, seeing that her face was a little pale, said, “I think it would be better to get to know each other for a while first.”

Jinye was grateful, “Yes, I’m not in a hurry. I want to focus on my studies.”

Warlord Wei nodded, “Indeed, Little Jin is still in school, it’s a bit early to get married. If you both like each other, you can get engaged first.”

In other words, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the marriage was basically settled?!