Si Moyan picked up the cilantro beef that Wen Yan had placed in his bowl with his chopsticks.
After eating it, he looked at Jiang Shuyin. "Habits can be changed."
Seeing the man's performance, Wen Yan's red lips curled into a smile.
He was quite teachable.
She leaned closer to him, her slender white fingers reaching out to stroke gently up his thigh.
The man's thigh suddenly tensed, and his sexy Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
He put down his chopsticks and grabbed her mischievous little hand.
His dark eyes looked at her with doting helplessness. "Stop messing around."
Wen Yan refused to behave. She slipped off her high heels and used her foot to hook around his calf.
Si Moyan's dark eyes grew a few shades deeper and darker.
Seeing the change in Si Moyan's expression, Jiang Shuyin tightly clasped her hands together under the table.
Even Song Wenjing, who was sitting next to her, could feel the disappointment in her eyes.
"Brother Yan, your wife doesn't even know your preferences. Does she really have feelings for you? Don't let her fool you again!"
Si Moyan's close friends and brothers all knew about how Wen Yan had previously stolen Si family secrets for Gu Beichen.
They thought Si Moyan would never fall for Wen Yan. Who could have expected that he would suddenly fall for her?
Moreover, he treated her as the apple of his eye, as if he were under her love spell.
Wen Yan was never one to swallow her anger.
This Song Wenjing repeatedly slandered her with his words. She wanted to see exactly what kind of trash he was.
Wen Yan immediately checked the system.
[So Song Wenjing's family runs a restaurant chain.]
Hearing Wen Yan's inner voice, Si Jingyi, who was sitting diagonally opposite her, immediately perked up.
Hehe.
Song Wenjing, this idiot.
Dared to offend his sister-in-law?
The gears of fate were about to start turning.
Sister-in-law, quickly expose his big scandal.
Si Jingyi looked at Wen Yan with sparkling peach-blossom eyes, swallowing his saliva in the process.
He clearly looked excited, like he was about to feast on some juicy gossip.
Si Moyan shot a glance at Si Jingyi, using his eyes to remind him to act normal.
[Song Wenjing has an older brother and a younger brother. Although he is the most outstanding of the three young masters of the Song family, as long as Old Master Song doesn't delegate power for a day, he cannot relax for a day.]
[A few days ago, he hosted a food festival event to win over some capitalists, and actually organized a live monkey brain banquet.]
Si Moyan's sword-like eyebrows furrowed.
Some time ago, when he and Wen Yan were over in Heng City, Song Wenjing had called him, saying he had organized a dinner with many wealthy businessmen from Ye City and asked if he had time.
Could it be that that dinner was the live monkey brain banquet?
[Eating live monkey brains is truly cruel. This dish originated in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. A live monkey is selected and placed in the middle of the table. There is a hole in the middle of the table that perfectly fits the monkey's head.]
[The chef uses a razor to shave the hair off the top of the live monkey's head, then takes a hammer and strikes the monkey's skull hard. This exposes the pulsating, red-and-white monkey brain inside. It is then heated with fire and drenched in hot oil. At this time, the monkey is still alive, and its agonized screams are heart-wrenching.]
[Yet these wealthy capitalists found it extremely thrilling and exciting, even believing that eating brains nourishes the brain.]
Si Jingyi broke out in goosebumps all over.
Holy crap!
This is way too cruel!
Completely inhuman.
Although he knew that some businessmen would do anything for profit, Si Jingyi felt that basic moral bottom lines should not be abandoned.
[That live monkey was a female. When Song Wenjing chose her, she was pregnant with a baby monkey. When she died, it was two lives lost.]
[Song Wenjing had no idea that when he took the female monkey away, he had already been targeted by the male monkey.]
Wen Yan narrowed her eyes and looked at Song Wenjing.
Song Wenjing felt a chill run down his spine from her gaze. "What, am I wrong? Didn't you marry Brother Yan for his money?"
Wen Yan twitched the corners of her lips. "Forget it, why should I bother arguing with you? Tonight, you'll be disfigured and crippled from a fall."
Hearing Wen Yan's words, Song Wenjing immediately stood up from his chair.
His movements were so large that the chair scraped against the floor with a loud noise. He stared at Wen Yan with an ashen face, "What nonsense are you spouting?"
Everyone in the private room, except Si Moyan and Si Jingyi, cast disapproving glances at Wen Yan.
Although Song Wenjing's words were unpleasant, what he said was considered the truth.
Back when Wen Yan first married Si Moyan, she really hadn't stopped causing trouble.
Almost no one around Si Moyan liked her.
"Sister-in-law, Wenjing merely said a few words on my behalf, and you curse him with such vicious words?" Jiang Shuyin frowned tightly, her heroic brows filled with disbelief.
Si Jingyi sneered. "My sister-in-law using vicious words to curse him? No need for that. My sister-in-law isn't bored enough to bicker with a simp!"
Bang!
Song Wenjing smashed his wine glass on the floor. "Si Jingyi, we are having a gathering here, it's not your place to speak! If it weren't for your older brother, do you think you could fit into our circle?"
Si Jingyi shrugged. "Whatever. I never wanted to fit into your vicious and cruel circle in the first place!"
At the same time, Si Moyan held Wen Yan's hand and stood up.
He looked at Song Wenjing with piercing dark eyes. "There's no need for me to be friends with someone who disrespects my wife and younger brother."
Si Moyan led Wen Yan by the hand and walked out of the private room, his face as cold as frost.
Si Jingyi immediately followed, letting out a sharp, excited scream in his heart.
Aww aww aww!
My dear big brother is just too handsome!
"Brother Yan, we've all been brothers and friends for many years, there's no need to make things so tense—" Jiang Yufeng chased after them.
Si Moyan glanced at Jiang Yufeng. "Otherwise? Ever since my wife entered the private room, he's been acting all passive-aggressive. I've tolerated him long enough! If you try to persuade me again, I'll blacklist you too!"
He was domineering and awe-inspiring, not looking like he was joking at all.
Friends and brothers were not as important as his wife and family!
After Si Moyan and the others left, Ming Zheng also walked out.
"Why are you leaving too?" Jiang Yufeng grabbed Ming Zheng.
Ming Zheng pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. "Song Wenjing has completely offended my future brothers-in-law. What's the point of me staying here?"
Jiang Yufeng's mouth twitched. "You managed to woo Little Youyou?"
A gentle and charming smile appeared on Ming Zheng's handsome and refined face. "It's only a matter of time."
Jiang Yufeng kicked at him. "Aren't you shameless?"
Ming Zheng glanced into the private room at Song Wenjing, who was crouching next to Jiang Shuyin to comfort her. "Tonight he really acted like he was under a hex. Even if he likes Jiang Shuyin, there was no need to speak about Wen Yan like that. Furthermore, Wen Yan is different from before. Otherwise, do you think Moyan and the rest of the Si family are blind?"
Jiang Yufeng sighed. "Forget it, I can't be bothered to persuade him anymore."
After Song Wenjing comforted Jiang Shuyin for a while, he saw Jiang Yufeng walk back into the room and said with a deep frown, "If he doesn't want to be friends, then so be it. Back then, Ah Yin even took a bullet for him and lost a kidney, yet he is so ungrateful. What kind of gentleman is he? He calls me a simp, but isn't he just hopelessly love-struck?"
"And then there's Wen Yan, acting like some kind of fake psychic now. She actually said I'm going to get my face disfigured and break my legs tonight. Like hell I'd believe her! She'll end up disfigured with broken legs long before it ever happens to me!"
