Chapter 382: Get drunk and then rest
Chapter 382: Get drunk and then stop
It seems that she really wants to see him.
“Does Feng Kun know your identity?” Pei Ziheng asked.
Actually, Feng Kun was the first person to know that she was Xia Ling. But at this time in front of Pei Ziheng, she shook her head: "How could he know? How could I tell such a thing? Pei Ziheng, I have only told you one person, even Li..." She put the person she had been thinking about day and night. The man's name was swallowed back, "I didn't tell you either."
Pei Ziheng was now satisfied.
"Don't say it in the future." He warned her, "You have become Ye Xingling. This is too unbelievable. Not everyone can accept it. Even if they can accept it, they may not have other thoughts about you. I I don’t want you to fall into the hands of some secret laboratory.”
“Don’t worry, I understand everything.” She said.
“Xia Yu doesn’t know either?”
She shook her head.
Pei Ziheng had long wanted to ask her: "About you and Xia Yu. When you debuted this time, you had a huge quarrel with her. You seemed to hate her. Why? Xiao Ling, this is not like you. You have always loved her very much. she."
Xia Ling was startled. She didn't expect him to mention this suddenly. Does he know that Xia Yu likes him? For his sake, he did not hesitate to use the most vicious words in the world to insult his own sister and curse her to die. However, the jealousy between these sisters over a man has passed. Xia Ling no longer loves Pei Ziheng. Those days when she was worried about him and crazy about him, now think about it, it is embarrassing and ridiculous.
She didn’t want him to see the joke.
"It's nothing," she said lightly, "I suddenly felt that this child was a little undisciplined."
Pei Ziheng still wanted to ask, but Xia Ling had already said, "Would you like to go to Fengkun's Moonlight? They have a good aperitif there. Maybe I can eat more after drinking it."
Pei Ziheng's eyes softened, and he said that Xia Yu was a child, even though she was obviously a child herself. In order to have a drink, I came up with all kinds of crooked ideas, even making up excuses like "eat more food."
It doesn’t matter, just listen to her once.
Although Feng Kun didn't have much trouble with him, he was a member of the emperor after all and had a good character. He also sincerely cared for and cared for Xiao Ling. Pei Ziheng knew that they had met before in this life and had briefly collaborated at the Xingyun Song Festival. They seemed to get along quite well, so Xiao Ling did not forget to choose his side even when drinking.
The next night, they drove there.
Feng Kun has received a notice from Pei Ziheng and cleared everyone out of the place. The shop will be closed today and only the two of them will be entertained. I haven’t seen Xia Ling for a long time. I heard that something happened to her while filming an announcement and she was taken back by Pei Ziheng. I wonder if she is doing well? Feng Kun was very worried about her and was waiting for her in person at the bar.
"Chairman, Miss Ye." Unlike Chu Chen, he never called Pei Ziheng "boss" in a friendly manner. The polite but unfamiliar "chairman" also reflected his attitude towards Pei Ziheng, which was neither flattery nor flattery.
Pei Ziheng took Xia Ling inside.
Xia Ling turned her head and glanced at Feng Kun from an angle that Pei Ziheng could not see. There was help in her eyes. For just a moment, he turned back as if nothing had happened and followed Pei Ziheng towards the booth by the window.
Feng Kun remained calm and handed them the drink orders with his own hands.
“What do you want to drink?” Pei Ziheng motioned to Xia Ling.
Xia Ling chose a strong cocktail: "This is what I want."
Pei Ziheng said: "It's too spicy and not suitable for you to drink."
Xia Ling said: "If you have any objections, don't let me choose in the first place." She pushed the drink away and leaned on the sofa to sulk. Pei Ziheng's voice softened: "Then I want this."
She looked better now.
Feng Kun asked: "Chairman, what would you like to drink?"
Pei Ziheng doesn’t drink much on weekdays, so he ordered one casually. Xia Ling glanced at the name of the wine in the dim candlelight and asked Feng Kun, "Is it strong?"
Feng Kun said: "The wine chosen by the chairman has a soft taste and a low alcohol content." In front of Pei Ziheng, he didn't seem to know how familiar he was with Xia Ling, he just treated her as an ordinary actress who had worked with him.
Xia Ling looked at Pei Ziheng unhappily: "Are you here to drink with me or drink with me?"
The way she lost her temper was very much like her previous life, which made Pei Ziheng's heart soften in an instant. He had never been able to resist her like this. So, he said to Feng Kun: "Have a drink like Xiao Ling's."
Feng Kun glanced at Xia Ling and saw her expression of satisfaction, so he stepped back.
Not long after, two colorful cocktails were served. The brilliant colors were intertwined like ice and fire. The gorgeous glasses were dotted with ice cubes and lemons. They looked very bright. Feng Kun personally placed one cup in front of Xia Ling, and then placed the other cup in front of Pei Ziheng.
Xia Ling took it and gently shook the wine glass with her hand. The ice cubes made a crisp sound when they hit the glass. She looked at Pei Ziheng, the corners of her lips curved slightly, and she didn't know whether she was laughing or sarcastically sighing: "I never thought we would sit here and drink together one day."
“Everything in the world is unpredictable,” Pei Ziheng said, clinking glasses with her.
She raised her fair and slender wrist, touched it lightly with him, poured the wine into her mouth and drank it all in one gulp. Unexpectedly, the spicy taste in the memory did not appear, and was replaced by an exceptionally soft taste. She was shocked and wondered, what she ordered was obviously the most powerful "Deep Sea Red Flame", why did it taste so bland?
She raised her head and heard Pei Ziheng say: "Don't drink such a strong wine too quickly."
She suppressed the surprise in her heart and said to him: "I have done it, but you won't do it?"
She put the empty wine glass upside down on the table.
Pei Ziheng looked at her arrogant behavior and smiled indulgently. He also imitated her and drank the wine in one gulp, then tipped the empty glass upside down on the table. However, his eyebrows frowned unnoticeably.
“Very strong?” she asked.
Pei Ziheng has received the most stringent elite education since he was a child, which requires self-discipline and moderation. Except for the time when Xia Ling died in his previous life, he never drank at all and his drinking capacity was not very good. At this time, when Xia Ling asked, she did not hide it: "You know I don't usually drink these. You should drink less, it is easy to hurt your body."
It seems to be very strong.
Xia Ling didn't understand why they all seemed to be the same wine. Hers was as soft as sugar water, but Pei Ziheng thought it was strong. The cup in his hand was probably the real Deep Sea Red Flame, while the cup in her hand was probably thrown out of the bag. Xia Ling guessed that Feng Kun had done something good. She didn't know why he did this, but it suited her perfectly.
She smiled and called the waiter to refill the glass: "It's the same wine just now, two more glasses."
Two more glasses were served.
What was delivered to Xia Ling's hands was still soft sugar water, with a faint smell of wine, but not too strong. As expected, what was delivered to Pei Ziheng was real liquor. After drinking the second glass, his face was already a little red.
(End of this chapter)