Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 5 Now, please start your performance.

An hour later, Shen Qianhe and Xie Jincheng returned to the living room downstairs one after another.

To her surprise, Shen Wenyuan and Lin Rou actually brought Shen Mu with them!

As soon as Ye Xiangan saw Shen Qianhe, he grabbed her wrist and walked aside, whispering, "Where did you go just now? You didn't answer the phone! Do you know that I have been looking for you for a long time?"

Shen Qianhe explained calmly, "I didn't sleep well last night, so I went to the guest room to take a nap."

Ye Xiangan: "Which guest room? Why can't I find it?"

Shen Qianhe: "It's upstairs. Your grandpa has so many guest rooms. How do I know which one I'm going to? Oh, why are my dad and the others here?"

Ye Xiangan frowned: "I don't know either. They said my uncle asked them to come."

Shen Qianhe said "Oh", and Ye Xiangan wanted to continue asking when he saw Mr. Xie coming out with a cane.

"Everyone is here, let's eat."

Old Master Xie glanced at Shen Wenyuan's family sitting in the living room, then looked in the direction of Ye Xiangan and Shen Qianhe, his eyes revealing something ambiguous.

This glance made Shen Qianhe feel a little uneasy.

Could it be that Mr. Xie knew that she had just been in the guest room with Xie Jincheng...

Finished...

Shen Qianhe was in a daze, and Ye Xiangan held her hand: "Let's go, let's go in and eat first."

Xie Jincheng, who was walking down from upstairs, saw this scene. His gaze stayed on the two people's holding hands, his dark eyes were cold.

In the restaurant, everyone else had already taken their seats, leaving only the two seats between Xie Jincheng and Xie Shutong empty.

Shen Qianhe took a glance and was about to sit next to Xie Shutong, but unexpectedly Ye Xiangan took a big step and sat next to Xie Shutong.

Right now, there is only a place next to Xie Jincheng.

Shen Qianhe glanced at Xie Jincheng who was drinking tea, and sat down beside him with a guilty conscience.

Although it was a family dinner, the meal was not comfortable at all.

During the meal, apart from Xie Shutong's occasional words to liven up the atmosphere, few people spoke. Even Lin Rou, who was always talkative, stopped eating quietly at Shen Wenyuan's suggestion after repeatedly hitting a wall when she took the initiative to start a topic.

For some reason, Shen Qianhe always felt that her hands were shaking badly. Several times, she missed the dishes she wanted to eat.

Xie Jincheng seemed to have noticed it. When the dish was in front of him, he held down the swivel table with one hand and calmly handed a spoon to Shen Qianhe.

"Thank you, uncle."

Shen Qianhe thanked him quietly, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xie Jincheng's hand seemed to be equipped with a spring, and he swiped his fingers, and the blanched chicken in front of him was taken away.

Shen Qianhe withdrew his hand that was suspended in the air with some embarrassment, and couldn't help but kick the person next to him.

Xie Jincheng put down his chopsticks, lowered his long arms, and gently rubbed her sore legs with his fingers. He raised his thin lips and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"I'm sorry, but I have no obligation to serve my nephew's wife."

Shen Qianhe's body instantly straightened and his throat became extremely dry.

She put on a fake smile and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "Take your hands away."

Xie Jincheng couldn't help laughing, he took out his cell phone, tapped the screen with his slender fingertips, and after a while, Shen Qianhe's phone lit up.

She unlocked the screen and found that Xie Jincheng had added her WeChat at some point.

There are only two message prompts.

One is a two-minute hotel video.

The other one is from Xie Jincheng:

[I accept your terms. Now, please start your performance.]