Chapter 414: Chapter 334: Die! Trash! Man!

Shen Minglang brought a bottle of unopened “Hibiki 21 Year”.

The two of them struggled to finish off this bottle.

Today, cousin, you don’t need any persuading to drink.

In the past, when everyone would hang out, you’d just have to flatter him a bit, and he’d guzzle down the drinks.

Today, he was in a good mood and seeking his own beverages.

“I won’t return unless I’m drunk,” Shen Minglang had repeated this phrase no less than five times.

“Alright, alright!” Cheng Zhu agreed readily.

You don’t want to go home unless you’re drunk, and I have a date with your sister.

Yo, that rhymes.

From time to time, Cheng Zhu would deliberately let his gaze linger on Shen Qingning, giving her a few looks to show he was still paying attention to her.

But each time, Ningning would look away, not paying him any mind.

Actually, she had also intended to have a chat with Cheng Zhu today.

But her mind was cluttered and her mood conflicted.

Of course, the turn of events was also beyond her expectations.

After three rounds of drinks, Shen Minglang was already starting to slur his words.

His drunken eyes looked at Cheng Zhu, and when speaking, he already began to lift a finger.

“Cousin, if our Youu Tea needs any… anything, you just… just tell me!”

Shen Qingning watched from the side, unable to help but purse her lips, her eyes revealing a hint of helplessness.

But she didn’t try to persuade Shen Minglang to drink less.

She understood all too well that her brother, having experienced several entrepreneurial failures over the years, had been harbouring plenty of pent-up emotions.

– You make a big fuss about starting a business, and then when you fail, it’s the laughingstock of everyone!

This was purely the worries of the rich second generation.

Ordinary people simply didn’t have the opportunity to experience such troubles.

While others were bustling about for their material lives, they were already chasing after their spiritual pursuits.

Cheng Zhu sat across from him, sipping a little along with Shen Minglang.

This made Shen Qingning, watching from the side, feel like Cheng Zhu was really a terrible person, taking only the smallest sips each time.

But it was precisely her own brother who kept asking for more.

As the drinking went on, Shen Minglang moved right next to Cheng Zhu, arm in arm with him.

The phrases that often come out of the mouths of drunken men had begun to appear, the classics of the classics.

“Listen to me.”

“No, let me tell you.”

“There’s something I’ve never told anyone.”

“There’s something true I’ve always wanted to tell you.”

“Don’t interrupt.”

Young Master Shen slung his arm across Cheng Zhu, swaying slightly.

But let’s not talk about it now, Shen Minglang still retained his last bit of rationality, knowing that his sister was right there.

Otherwise, with his rascal habits, he would probably be shouting about taking Cheng Zhu to pick up girls by now.

However, his next words plunged both Cheng Zhu and Shen Qingning into silence.

“Cousin, I… I trust you the most! Although Ningning said she wouldn’t date in college, if… um, if! If she gets a boyfriend at school, you… you have to keep an eye out!”

Cheng Zhu: “6!”

You really know how to pick someone.

– Look how accurate you are!

So, I’m supposed to keep an eye out for myself, right?

Shen Qingning, who had maintained her silence until now, became somewhat emotional at that moment: “You’re drunk.”

Her voice was icy cold, carrying a slight indignation.

She wouldn’t have cared about Shen Minglang’s alcohol-induced slip-up.

But why did he go and talk about such things with Cheng Zhu? What the hell?

The absurdity was that her mere words scared Shen Minglang somewhat sober.

He awkwardly removed his arm from Cheng Zhu’s shoulder and continued to dance around in the danger zone: “Cough cough, I’m drunk, I’m drunk. Ningning has said several times that she… she won’t date in college.”

Shen Qingning: “…”

For the first time in her life, she felt the urge to rip someone’s mouth apart.

And when she looked up, she saw Cheng Zhu sitting there, always smiling.

Great, now she felt the urge to rip apart two people.

…

…

“I need to go to the restroom,” Shen Qingning stood up, not wanting to sit there anymore.

As she stood up, she cast a cold glance at Shen Minglang, as a warning.

“Fine… fine, I won’t talk about you, I won’t talk about you!” Shen Minglang was so scared he started to lisp.

Cheng Zhu was in shock on the side.

No, how can you be so afraid of your sister?

Was Shen Qingning abusive to you since you were little?

But she hadn’t walked far yet, so Cheng Zhu didn’t ask anything.

Once he saw her long legs disappear from view, Cheng Zhu asked in bewilderment, “Cousin, are you really that scared of her?”

“Scared? Yeah, all my friends around me… they’re all scared of her too, no, aren’t you afraid of Ningning, cousin?” Now it turned to be Shen Minglang’s turn to be shocked.

“Not afraid!” Cheng Zhu replied firmly.

He really wasn’t afraid of Shen Qingning.

Afraid of her? He had her wrapped around his finger!

If he were scared, would he kiss her?

“You, you’re awesome!” Shen Minglang began to arm in arm again, giving a thumbs up.

But he really didn’t dare continue talking about Ningning, not even behind her back like now.

He was scared of his sister, down to the bone.

“Spea- speaking of which!” Shen Minglang looked at Cheng Zhu with drunken eyes: “Cousin, what’s… what’s going on with you and Lin Lu!”

Cheng Zhu: “…”

Damn it, I call you uncle a few times in my mind, and you start acting like a heavy stick.

Cheng Zhu responded with silence, because you don’t need to say much to someone drunk on alcohol; they can keep talking nonstop by themselves.

Sure enough, Shen Minglang kept talking: “I, I was telling Little… Little President Jiang… said…”

What are you saying? What exactly did you tell Little President Jiang?

“I was saying if you and Lin Lu got together, I’d wash…”

Cheng Zhu jumped in to answer: “Wash my underwear for a year! I know!”

You sicko, you’ve been eyeing my underwear since we met!

“Hahaha!” Shen Minglang let out a hearty laugh.

Luckily, they weren’t in a private room but in a small partitioned area, surrounded by antique screens separating their table from the others, so they were not within the view of other diners.

“When the time comes, I’ll… I’ll get you an underwear washing machine!” Shen Minglang said.

The underwear machine he referred to was actually that kind of washing machine specifically for underwear.

Turns out this was actually a good business venture; some underwear washing machines sold quite well, making a tidy sum in a year.

For example, a model that looked like a little space capsule.

And the price of this gadget wasn’t cheaper than a regular washing machine–it could even be more expensive!

Alright, alright, you’ll wash my underwear for a year, huh?

After a few casual words with Shen Minglang, Cheng Zhu continued to drink with him.

By the time Shen Qingning returned, Shen Minglang had downed another big cup.

He was almost at his tipping point.

With the high alcohol content, he would soon be knocked out and black out.

The cold and distant girl stood there, looking down at her brother’s pitiful drunk state, recalling her own near-unconsciousness at Lin Lu’s birthday party. Could it be that she looked the same?

As soon as he saw her return, Shen Minglang lifted a finger and pointed to the cup in his hand, indicating this was his last drink.

Yet, before he could clink glasses with Cheng Zhu, he collapsed on the table, completely passed out.

Cheng Zhu shook him gently, continuously expressing concern: “Cousin, cousin!”

The only response was the snoring sounds of the drunken Shen Minglang.

Shen Qingning only felt her headache intensifying at that moment.

With you passed out like this, doesn’t it just leave me and Cheng Zhu at the table?

“The rice pudding given by the restaurant isn’t bad, want to try it?” Cheng Zhu pointed to the dessert placed at Shen Qingning’s seat.

She shook her head, silently sitting down without uttering a word.

At that moment, Shen Qingning somewhat regretted coming here.

She suddenly realized that she might not have needed to come for this meal after all.

Little did she know, even if she hadn’t come, Cheng Zhu had planned to look for her after having a few drinks with Shen Minglang.

Very simple reason.

There’s a saying that’s quite true: A man is most convincing when he’s a little drunk.

They say a man’s mouth is deceitful as a ghost. In reality, men who are slightly intoxicated, not only their lips lie, their acting skills skyrocket as well!

The appearance of spouting “honest words” while drunk, one might say, is more sincere than the other, each outdoing the last with their fervor.

But in truth, it’s as precise as a lightning strike.

As for Cheng Zhu, with Ningning showing up on her own, it saved him the trouble of going to find her.

At that moment, the two of them maintained a silent understanding.

In that small partition surrounded by antique screens, only Shen Minglang’s snoring was exceptionally loud.

Cheng Zhu raised his eyes to look at her, constantly watching her.

Shen Qingning, her eyelids lowered slightly, was considering whether to leave right now.

“Find a waiter to carry this drunkard to the car, then leave his car parked here, I’ll drive back,” the aloof girl thought to herself.

The atmosphere at the moment felt quite awkward.

At the same time, as smart as she was, she immediately sensed the abnormality in Cheng Zhu’s behavior today.

Normally, he would never treat her like this.

This change made her uncomfortable.

And it made her increasingly feel that something was off!

Just as she was about to grab her bag and leave, Cheng Zhu began.

Actually, since Ningning came to dinner today, and since Little Lu hadn’t come to score-settle with her, he could more or less guess to what extent the besties had talked last night.

He initiated a “prelude,” taking up the glass with the unfinished alcohol, downing the one-fifth cup in one gulp!

Then, he slowly put down the glass, his eyes directly meeting Shen Qingning’s.

The arrogant girl looked up at him, curious to see what he’d say before she left.

She actually had been hoping all evening that he would say something…

But who could have expected that Cheng Zhu, this damn sleazebag, would choose such an outrageous “course of action.”

He went straight to the point, broaching the topic in a crude and blunt manner. His words were of the sort that many might not even dare to think of, embarking on a tightrope walking act!

He actually looked into Shen Qingning’s eyes and took the initiative to tell her:

“Lin Lu confessed to me.”

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(P.S.: Second update, seeking double monthly tickets!)