I’m 8 Million Poor - Chapter 47
Jiang Baiwan didn’t realize what kind of trouble she caused Ji Chen. After urging Ji Chen to ask Tan Mi another question, she eagerly continued to deal with cards: “Come, come, come again.”
Ji Chen took the card issued by Jiang Baiwan and secretly decided that if he wins this round again, he must ask what Jiang Baiwan said just now.
I just don’t know if this round was because Ji Chen was absent-minded, or because Jiang Baiwan and Tan Mi worked well together. After this round was over, Ji Chen and Luo Xiao actually lost.
Luo Xiao generously put the cards in his hand on the table: “Come on, ask any questions.”
Tan Mi raised her eyes to look at him: “Have you ever done anything wrong in your life?”
“No,” Luo Xiao replied quickly, “I never regret what I do.”
Tan Mi changed a little bit. She looked at Ji Chen on one side, and after a moment of thought, she said, “What kind of girl does Ji always like?”
Ji Chen was silent for a moment, as if thinking seriously. After a while, Ji Chen said: “…the rich.”
Tan Mi’s eyes widened immediately, her mood at the moment was exactly the same as Wei Dao in the kitchen, and her hatred of Ji Chen was not a steel.
Just when Tan Mi was about to curse Ji Chen in her heart, she just listened to Jiang Baiwan who was next to her laughing and saying, “I am very rich.”
Tan Mi was taken aback. Before she could recall her taste, she just listened to Jiang Baiwan slap the table: “You all know how to play Truth or Dare. The questions asked are too common and not exciting at all. I will give you Show it off!”
An ominous premonition rose in the hearts of the two men opposite. Sure enough, Jiang Baiwan took the lead in attacking Luo Xiao: “Luo Xiao, how many times have you split your legs?”
As soon as this question came out, the smile on Luo Xiao’s face almost didn’t stop. He looked at Jiang Baiwan and said every word: “I never cheat, a good man who is dedicated.”
“Man, your alias is big pig’s hoof,” Jiang Baiwan sighed deeply, “I don’t believe it.”
Luo Xiao wanted to defend himself, but Jiang Baiwan had already turned to Ji Chen. Ji Chen couldn’t help but sit tightly, as if accepting some sacred judgment.
I saw Jiang Baiwan with a serious face: “Ji Chen, listen to the following question.”
Ji Chen nodded solemnly, indicating that he was ready.
Jiang Baiwan put his hands on the table and looked directly at Ji Chen’s eyes, with a solemn tone: “When did you graduate from virginity?”
Ji Chen couldn’t help being taken aback when he heard the words. Tan Mi, who was next to her, already understood, she tried to hold back her smile, so as to control herself and not lose her attitude.
Seeing Ji Chen didn’t seem to understand, Jiang Baiwan changed his question: “Are you still a virgin now?”
Ji Chen understood it as soon as he said the word virgin. He involuntarily reddened his ears, and his black eyes became watery, making Jiang Baiwan look a little itchy.
Luo Xiao was playing haha on the side: “Xiao Wan, you are too ashamed of this question, how can I ask Mr. Ji to answer? I think you should change…”
“I still,” Ji Chen said three words suddenly, and abruptly stuck Luo Xiao’s next words in his throat, “I still…have not graduated.”
What Ji Chen said was rather vague, but all three people present understood it. Ji Chen was still straight, but his ears were red to hot. It seems that the image of the indifferent elite president in peacetime is quite different.
Jiang Baiwan looked at Ji Chen quite novelly. She didn’t expect Ji Chen’s face to be so thin. After all, this problem seemed to her, the taste was already very light, but Ji Chen actually blushed like this.
“Ji Chen, haven’t you had a girlfriend?” Jiang Baiwan was still a little disbelief, “Are you… older than me?”
When Ji Chen heard the words, he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Baiyu faintly without saying a word. It was just that the look in his eyes made Jiang Baiyu feel dreaming back to the first day he met Ji Chen – at that time, Ji Chen used this to look at love liars. Look at her.
Jiang Baiwan was actually a little guilty of being seen by Ji Chen. He only heard Ji Chen say slowly: “I haven’t had a girlfriend, but…have…had a fiancée.”
Jiang Baiwan’s whole body became stiff, and his smile suddenly became embarrassed–it’s over, she almost forgot, her body once was Ji Chen’s fiancée…
This matter is still very tight. Tan Mi and Luo Xiao didn’t know that the two parties were in front of them. Luo Xiao even asked curiously: “Why did President Ji break up with your fiancée?”
“Don’t care about the details!” Jiang Baiwan quickly interrupted Luo Xiao’s question. She stood up in a panic and shouted into the kitchen, “Master Wei! Is the hot pot ready!”
Wei Dao had already prepared everything, and was sitting at the door of the kitchen listening to them. Just listening happily, Jiang Baiwan urged him to change the subject. Wei Daolang said: “Okay, please free up the table and I will bring the pot up.”
Jiang Baiwan hurriedly packed up all the playing cards and hurriedly left the scene. Ji Chen’s ears were not so red anymore, he sat in his own position, his eyelids drooped and he didn’t know what he was thinking.
When Jiang Baiwan came back, Wei Dao had already put the copper pot for hot pot on the table. There is also a small cart next to it with various ingredients, and a lot of dishes on the table. At first glance, it is full and very rich.
Jiang Baiwan greeted Wei Dao: “Master Wei, come here, let’s eat together.”
Wei Dao was not welcome, and sat down directly on the side of the table. Jiang Baiwan brought two bottles of wine from the refrigerator and poured a glass for everyone. She took the lead in holding up the wine glass and said to everyone: “Today everyone has dinner together, I will toast everyone first!”
After speaking, he raised his neck and drank more than half of the beer in the glass. Almost instantly, Jiang Baiwan’s cheeks turned red. Ji Chen looked at her disapprovingly: “Don’t drink so much alcohol.”
“It’s okay, I’m happy today,” Jiang Baiwan poured the wine again with a smile, “Don’t worry, I know it in my heart. Come on, eat and eat.”
Because of Jiang Baiwan’s actions, the dinner table can be considered lively. For a time, a few people ate their mouths full of oil, and occasionally broke in to meet each other’s glasses, and even Ji Chen was taken with him for several drinks.
After three rounds of drinking, Luo Xiao was already drunk and shrank under the table, while Wei Daoxiang was self-reliant, and he already waved his hand and stopped drinking. Only three people, Tan Mi, Jiang Baiwan and Ji Chen, remained awake.
A lot of the dishes on the table were eaten, and the bottles of wine just now were drunk clean. Tan Mi went and took a few more bottles and opened a new wine. She poured a little more for the awake people. Looking at Jiang Baiwan with red cheeks and Ji Chen, who was so sane and unaffected, Tan Mi had an idea.
“Drinking alone is not fun, let’s play something else.” Tan Mi put a wine glass in Ji Chen’s hand, and squeezed her eyes at him, “Ji Chen, let’s punch and not bet on anything else. Whoever loses, call someone brother or sister, how about?”
Ji Chen frowned, not knowing what Tan Mi meant, but Jiang Baiwan, who was already slightly drunk, smiled and agreed: “Okay, okay, don’t call me brother, dad is fine.”
“Calling Dad would be a difference.” Tan Mi pressed the back of Jiang Baiwan’s head, “Come on, Ji Chen and I will show you.”
Ji Chen was happy to see Jiang Baiwan. Although he didn’t know what Tan Mi wanted to do, Yiyan still fisted Tan Mi. Under Tan Mi’s intentional actions, Ji Chen won as expected.
Tan Mi raised her wine glass and held it to Ji Chen. She pursed her mouth and smiled: “Brother, sister is willing to bet.”
Tan Mi herself is beautiful, her voice is slightly low, and she sounds very sexy. I called Ji Chen to my elder brother, he could make people’s bones crisp. It’s just a pity that the person opposite is Ji Chen. In the face of Tan Mi, he was not moved, just drank a little with him.
Tan Mi didn’t care either, she patted Jiang Baiwan who was watching the show next to her, indicating that it was her turn.
Jiang Bailuo immediately rolled up his sleeves: “Come on! Ji Chen, I will punch you twice.”
Ji Chen looked at Jiang Baiwan, his eyes moved, and he felt that he understood what Tan Mi meant. Tan Mi sat aside, scalded a slice of beef with his chopsticks, feeling quite proud in her heart-let Jiang Baiyu call you brother today, and see if you can remember your surname when Ji Chen returns.
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Sure enough, after Ji Chen and Jiang Baiwan made two punches, under Ji Chen’s unremitting efforts, Jiang Baiwan also lost. She smashed her mouth, and sighed: “Ji Chen, you are too good. You are obviously an elite, so why are you so good at punching.”
“Don’t talk so much nonsense,” Tan Mi poked Jiang Baiwan, “Hurry up, accept your bet and lose.”
Jiang Baiwan was not verbose, she simply picked up the wine glass in front of her neatly, and gave it to Ji Chen abruptly. The alcohol in the glass almost spilled out because of too much force.
With Ji Chen’s implicit expectant gaze, Jiang Baiwan’s red lips opened, and he blurted out two sonorous words: “Brother!”
Tan Mi, who was sitting on the side, was eating and almost choked on herself—Jiang Baiwan’s voice was not like her just now, but it sounded like Li Kui called Song Jiang. It was a powerful one.
Tan Mi is really desperate for this woman, “What I know is that you are toasting, but those who don’t know think you and Mr. Ji will be worshipped today. Is there any shame from you? Do you want me to sing you a big river? Dongliu?”
Ji Chen laughed instead. He stopped Jiang Baiyu and took the glass of wine from her hand: “It’s okay, your name is quite different. You have drunk a lot, let me drink. ”
With that said, Ji Chen took the cup that Jiang Baiwan had used and drank half of the remaining wine in the cup.
Tan Mi and Jiang Baiwan were both startled, but Ji Chen was still at this time, licking his lips, just a pair of eyes, still staring at Jiang Baiwan closely.
Jiang Baiwan looked back at him blankly, his cheeks that were originally flushed with alcohol seemed to be reddening at the moment.