Chapter 125: Ah Huai, You Have So Many Questions
Tonight
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
On this night, at the Huan Wolf Club, in the SVIP private room.
When Shen Qian walked in, he found He Huai and Qin Zeyan engaged in a game of pool. It happened to be Qin Zeyan’s turn to make a shot, while He Huai stood by the table, looking rather uninterested.
“All Qian, you’re here!”
“Yeah.” He relaxed his tie, hung his coat on the sofa, and glanced at the table. Qin Zeyan skillfully aimed at the cue ball, performed a flawless side shot, and smoothly pocketed the black ball. “Well done!”
Qin Zeyan put down the cue stick, wiped the chalk off his fingertips, and said, “All Huai, let’s gamble.”
He Huai grimaced and took out his car keys, tossing them to Qin Zeyan. “I can afford to lose! Let’s go again.”
“Forget it; I’m afraid you’ll end up singing ‘Liang Liang’ in tears later.”
He Huai didn’t give a reply but cursed inwardly.
Qin Zeyan raised his chin towards Shen Qian. “How about a game?”
Shen Qian took out his car keys and threw them onto the table. “1 want your car.”
Qin Zeyan paused briefly, tucking the car keys that He Huai had lost to him into his pants pocket. Then, he retrieved his own car keys and said, “It’s rare for something to catch your eye. I’m honored.”
Shen Qian rolled up his shirt sleeves, started selecting a cue, and without looking up, replied, “I’ll be even more honored after I beat you.”
Qin Zeyan choked.
He Huai watched the back-and-forth between the two, his mental state completely shattered. It was fine if he criticized his pool skills, but why did he have to insult his car?! Seriously?!
Clearly, it was such a badass Koenigsegg…
Twenty minutes later.
Qin Zeyan let out a long sigh and put down the cue stick. “I lost.”
Shen Qian didn’t display any obvious signs of joy or importance about the win or loss. “Thank you for the game.”
He Huai handed them a bottle of well-aged red wine that had already been opened. “Try this, my dad’s private stash.”
“Patus?”
“Yeah,” He Huai grinned. “How is it? Extraordinary taste, right?”
Qin Zeyan nodded. “With this flavor, it must be quite an old vintage.”
He Huai gestured with his fingers to indicate the age.
Shen Qian raised an eyebrow. “Did you steal your dad’s wine again?”
“Ahem…what do you mean by ‘steal’? Watch your words! It’s called borrowing! Besides, my dad’s stuff is mine, so when 1 drink my own wine, can it be called stealing?” Could this guy speak properly?
Shen Qian didn’t argue with him, smiled warmly, and immersed himself in the fine wine.
He Huai’s eyes shifted as he asked, “Ah Qian, 1 heard you had quite a successful trip to Europe and even attended an auction?”
“Heard? From whom?”
“In our circle, you know, word spreads like wildfire. It’s hard to keep anything secret. Someone spotted you, didn’t they…” He Huai tried to conceal his unease with a sip of his drink.
“Well, there is some truth to that,” Shen Qian replied nonchalantly, seemingly lost in his elevated glass, his guard appearing lower than usual.
“You, a grown man, attending a jewelry auction?” He Huai teased, “And you even bought a bracelet. Who’s it intended for?”
Shen Qian raised an eyebrow, “You heard about that too?”
“Of course…”
“Who?”
“My cousin, you don’t know him,” He Huai grinned awkwardly. “Uh…your glass is empty, want some more?”
Shen Qian extended his glass, lowered his gaze, and his eyes lingered at the rim of the glass, seemingly casual. “Your cousin seems quite knowledgeable.”
Uh!
What does that mean?
He Huai’s mind was a mess. Just then, Shen Qian suddenly spoke.
“That’s enough.”
“…Oh!” He Huai stopped pouring, feeling frustrated for a moment. But then he remembered someone’s request, gritted his teeth, and asked, “So, who did you give the bracelet to? Ah Yan? Sister Ru? Or Aunt Yang?”
Shen Qian looked at him with a cryptic smile, “Ah Huai, you have so many questions tonight..”
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