Mr. Si’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell Off Again

Chapter 28: 028: A man who insists on saving face and suffering.

Chapter 28 Chapter 028: A man who wants to save face and suffer the consequences

 “It can’t be...Brother Wan, right?”

Wen Wan was suddenly mentioned, and frowned slightly. Then she heard the pleasant voice of the man next to her, "I can only say that this ring is for my future wife!"

Zhou Yishen felt that Si Jinghe was hinting to Wen Wan and expressing his love for her implicitly.

He stretched his head and saw a slight displeasure on Wen Wan's eyebrows, and boldly asked, "Brother Wan, do you think this diamond ring looks good?"

Wen Wan glanced at him lightly, her tone full of coldness, "Does my feeling matter? I didn't buy this with money, as long as Mr. Si likes it."

Zhou Yishen felt that he had brought it upon himself, and he had to be in trouble before he obediently shut his mouth.

Si Jinghe tensed his jaw.

Looking at Wen Wan's cold little face, he probably expected that his love journey would be difficult and long...

Time passed like water, and just when Wen Wan was about to lose his patience, the auctioneer finally showed the ink painting—

"Gentlemen and ladies, the ink painting now presented to you is a classic work by Peng Xue, a famous artist in this city..."

After a detailed introduction, the auctioneer quoted, "Starting price, five hundred thousand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, people started raising placards and shouting prices one after another.

Wen Wan tilted her head and looked at Zhou Yishen who was yawning with a pair of clear eyes, "Mr. Zhou, I want this painting."

Zhou Yishen cheered up a little, made an OK gesture to Wen Wan, and began to raise his placard to bid.

Although there were many bidders for this ink painting, in the end, Zhou Yishen bought the ink painting for only two million and gave it to Wen Wan on the spot.

 “Thank you!” Wen Wan carefully put it away and put it beside her.

 “It’s a trivial matter!”

Zhou Yishen chuckled. It turns out that this painting is not expensive. It seems that he still made a profit!

 An hour later, the auction ended.

When the three of them walked out, the rain was gradually decreasing, the sky was completely dark, and their faces were filled with the smell of rain mixed with earth.

After getting into the car, Zhou Yishen suggested, "I'm so hungry. Let's go eat first!"

Si Jinghe turned his head and looked at Wen Wan, "What do you want to eat?"

Wen Wan casually replied with two words, "Whatever."

Si Jinghe frowned, and Zhou Yishen rolled his eyes helplessly, "I'm most afraid of you women saying "whatever!"

Whenever a woman says it’s casual, it would be bad luck for a man to really be casual!

Wen Wan thought for a while and asked, "How about... going to eat hot pot?"

Zhou Yishen's eyes were shining, "Okay, okay, I love hot pot the most. Rainy days and hot pot are a perfect match!"

 After a pause, he looked at Si Jinghe timidly, "But... Third brother, are you okay?"

Wen Wan frowned, "What's wrong with him?"

Zhou Yishen answered truthfully, "My third brother has been unable to eat spicy food since he was a child. Every time we brothers go to eat hot pot, he eats instant noodles at home alone."

Wen Wan nodded clearly, turned to look at the man, and said calmly, "If you can't do it, then let's eat something else!"

 Si Jinghe is a man.

Especially, he is a man who cares about saving face and suffering.

 He will never allow himself to admit that he is "not good" in any aspect in front of the girl he likes!

 “No need to change.”

Si Jinghe raised his eyes as if nothing had happened, "Isn't it just spicy food? I can do that."

 Zhou Yishen looked doubtful and worried.

Wen Wan nodded, "It's not that you can't eat it, there is also a mandarin duck pot."

At this time, Si Jinghe said quietly, "I heard that mandarin duck pot has no soul. I want to be like you and eat spicy food!"

 (End of this chapter)

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