C29 You Overdid It

Mo Xirann subconsciously looked towards the door and saw a handsome man in a silver-grey suit walk in.

"Old lady."

Old Madam Zhou's expression was indifferent. She first cast a glance at Zhou Yanchen and then said, "Jingcheng is here."

"Yanchen's birthday. I don't dare to not come." Bai Jingcheng said half-jokingly half-seriously.

Zhou Yanchen snorted coldly. His tone was not that passionate: "You're late."

Bai Jingcheng smiled without saying a word.

"Alright, let's start the meal." Old Madam Zhou said.

In the restaurant.

Since Old Madam Zhou was the first to sit, Mo Xirann naturally sat next to Zhou Yanchen.

The long table was filled with dishes and people.

Mo Xirann was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands. She could only fold them and place them on her lower abdomen.

Zhou Yanchen took off his jacket and casually put his arm on the back of the chair behind Mo Xirann.

Aunt Gui brought the beef broth from the West Lake and said to Zhou Yanchen with a smile, "Happy Birthday, sir."

Zhou Yanchen nodded as his lips curled up, "Thank you, Aunt Gui."

"Alright, let's eat." Old Madam Zhou called out as she withdrew her gaze from Zhou Yanchen and Mo Xirann.

Zhou Yanchen reached out his white hands towards the beef soup. He first placed a bowl in front of Mo Xirann and said, "Drink it, Aunt Gui's beef soup is very delicious."

Mo Xirann's face instantly turned red.

It wasn't an act, but it wasn't an act. It was just an embarrassment. After all, there were so many pairs of eyes watching.

In that case, shouldn't she do something?

Thinking this way, Mo Xirann picked up a white porcelain spoon, scooped a spoonful of beef soup and blew on it to cool it before placing it directly in front of Zhou Yanchen's mouth.

"Yanchen, you drink first."

Everyone: "..."

Zhou Yanchen's sword-like eyebrows slightly contracted as the corner of his mouth slightly twitched.

As he approached her, he whispered with a smile, "You overdid it."

Was it too much?

Mo Xirann blinked her eyes.

"If you don't want to eat it, then I'll eat it." She took the spoon back and put it in her mouth.

Everyone: "..."

Well, the beef soup tastes good.

Mo Xirann narrowed her eyes in enjoyment. She didn't notice that everyone was looking at her with their own thoughts.

When she ate, she was cute like a hamster.

Zhou Yanchen rubbed her hair, "Is it that tasty?"

Nodding, Mo Xirann said seriously, "Delicious! It's extremely delicious! "

"Hur hur."

The happy laughter came from Old Madam Zhou. Everyone looked over and saw her loving face. "This kid, eat more when it tastes good."

The old lady's words were like a silent, yet intimidating clap of thunder.

No matter how many storms Situ Jing had experienced, her expression couldn't help but change.

On the other hand, Yuan Xinyi bit her lips in grievance and looked at Mo Xirann with eyes filled with jealousy.

The meal ended amidst a storm of concealment.

After dinner, Yuan Xinyi immediately took her leave.

Old Madam Zhou's attitude towards her immediately turned a bit colder as she ordered the driver to take her.

When Yuan Xinyi saw Situ Jing sitting steadily on the sofa and leisurely sipping her tea, she felt a sense of regret.

However, she couldn't take back her words. She looked at Mo Xirann with tears in her eyes, gritted her teeth and left.

The two groups of people, the women, were drinking tea and chatting in the living room, while the men accompanied Zhou Yanchen at the bar, continuing to drink.

On the high chair, Zhou Yanchen slightly bent his body. His slender fingers were pinching a round cup that was filled with amber liquid.

Bai Jingcheng sat beside him and clinked his glass with him.

With his eyebrows raised, he looked at Zhou Yanchen with a stern expression on his face, "You don't have anything to explain to me?"

Zhou Yanchen glanced at him and said, "Explain what?"

"You caught my man and brought him here to put on an act. You don't even need to tell me what happened?"

Speaking up to here, Zhou Yanchen's face sank, revealing his displeasure.

Bai Jingcheng suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Chen, you can't be serious, right?"

"Am I crazy!?" Zhou Yanchen reprimanded with a deep voice. He stared at Bai Jingcheng and said, "Your brain got kicked by a donkey. What nonsense are you spouting!"

Bai Jingcheng's eyes were dark and he remained silent.

At this moment, Sheng Xingwen and Shan Yan walked over.

Shan Yan bumped into Bai Jingcheng's shoulder, "What are you two whispering about?"

"Guess," Bai Jingcheng said with a smile.

Shan Yan curled his lips and hooked his arm over Zhou Yanchen's shoulder, "How boring, let's have some fun."

Zhou Yanchen looked at him coldly, "What are you looking for?"

"Why don't we play a little game?" Sheng Xingwen suggested, "We have quite a few beauties today. Isn't it a pity not to play games?"

"I'm OK." Bai Jingcheng shrugged.

Sheng Xingwen asked Chu Zhourann and Zhou Changloong. The two of them also agreed to it.

He didn't ask Zhou Yanchen because he was certain that Zhou Yanchen would not participate.

But today, with Mo Xirann, there was no fear that he would not come.

When they returned to the living room, Old Madam Zhou heard that they were going to play a little game and immediately became interested. She dragged Zhou Yanxi and left behind the words "spectating the battle".

Zhou Yanxi knew her mother best. She just wanted to see Mo Xirann's performance more.