My Best CEO Wife

Chapter 48

Although the hotel is not big, it has a very elegant style. The entrance is a small bridge with flowing water, a delicate stone bridge, and a gurgling water flow below, with beautiful goldfish swimming in it, and red lanterns hanging in the corridor, which has an antique atmosphere.

The name of the box is also very elegant - Drunken Garden Hall, which is taken from Li Bai's poem "Mo Xizui lying in the east of Taoyuan", showing an incense burner atmosphere.

Before Jiang Fei entered the door, she suddenly took Su Xinyuan's arm, leaning against his arm with soft fat, then stretched out her hand and pushed open the door of the box.

Seven or eight people have already been waiting inside, all of them are men, and Jiang Fei is the only woman. Some of them are drinking tea and chatting on the sofa, and some are having fun at the card table. Seeing Jiang Fei coming in, everyone's eyes are on They gathered together, and several men who were close stood up to greet them.

"Our school belle is finally here, we've been waiting so hard!" said one of them.

Jiang Fei smiled sweetly, let go of Su Xinyuan's arm, and generously stepped forward to exchange greetings with the group of men with shining eyes, and the whole box seemed to become warm in an instant.

"Who is this?" One of the sullen men wearing glasses looked at Su Xinyuan and asked.

"Oh, this is my colleague. He happened to be free today, so I asked him to come with me. If he drank too much, someone had to take it off, right?" Jiang Fei said with a smile.

"Anyone here who is willing to send Mayfair home can fight." Another person joked.

Everyone watched Jiang Fei come in with Su Xinyuan on her arm. Now that they are talking about colleagues, no one inside believes it. The eyes of several men looking at Su Xinyuan have become less friendly. They have already regarded Su Xinyuan as an imaginary rival in love.

Su Xinyuan didn't bother to talk to this group of people, and listened perfunctorily to Jiang Fei's introductions one by one. This one is an associate professor of XX, that is an editor of XX, and some of them work in TV stations. Considering their age, they are all successful in their careers. Social elite.

After being seated, the waiter started to serve the food. It is estimated that this group of people had waited for a long time. Su Xinyuan had just completed a task and was not in the mood to chat with this group of people. Besides, they were all familiar people, and he was just a stranger.

From time to time, Jiang Fei leaned sideways beside Su Xinyuan and whispered a few words. That intimate gesture made Jiang Fei's college classmates a little jealous. One of them smiled and said to Su Xinyuan: "Little brother, what are you doing now?"

Su Xinyuan smiled and said, "I'm just an ordinary employee, doing some design."

"Oh, design, ha ha." He smiled indifferently, with a look of contempt in his eyes, thinking that Su Xinyuan was a scumbag.

Surrounded by wolves, Jiang Fei remained calm and composed, taking care of everyone properly. She took off her black lace waistcoat after entering the house, and the sexy suspender dress revealed her white and round shoulders and soft and deep grooves, which directly hooked the The crowd was fascinated.

From their chats, Su Xinyuan also knew that this group of people turned out to be talented students from the Chinese Department of Peking University. No wonder she was in an important position at a young age. Jiang Fei seemed to be a talented woman at that time and had published several books.

Su Xinyuan looked at Jiang Fei's turbulent appearance, and really couldn't connect her with the talented young girl on campus. If it is true, then this society can change a person too much.

A few guys with sperm and brains got excited after drinking a few glasses of wine, and clamored for an elegant order.

Yaling is a drinking order, which requires impromptu conception, or improvisation, or reciting ancient poems. Generally, cultural people will play this kind of word game at gatherings, and it is also a banquet game to show off their talents.

This group of people claimed to be cultural people, and there was Jiang Fei, a school belle, so naturally they would not play such vulgar drinking orders as "two little bees, fly to the flowers...".

Sitting at the head is a fat man, his eyes have not left Jiang Fei's white and tender chest today, he squeezed the fat on his face and smiled and said: "Most of you here are educated people, of course you have to obey the order, and you must be polite." Merry and happy, it's just... this little brother may find it a bit difficult."

Su Xinyuan smiled and remained silent.

Jiang Fei was also a little afraid that Su Xinyuan would make a fool of herself, so she asked softly, "Xiao Su, do you know how? If not, then stop playing."

Su Xinyuan raised his head and looked at the intellectuals in front of him. They looked like escorts waiting for girls in the hair-washing city. There was no artistic and cultural atmosphere at all. Since he was a child, he had admired those literati who promoted writing, but looking at them now is very disappointing. .

Originally, I drank my own wine, and you picked up your girls, which had nothing to do with each other, but these guys still wanted to humiliate themselves, so they responded with a sneer in their hearts: "Okay, then I will play with you guys."

Jiang Fei looked at Su Xinyuan in surprise, she didn't expect him to agree so happily, it was all based on real skills, not being able to drink is a minor issue, but embarrassment is a major issue.

Another guy wearing glasses said with a smile: "Okay, I can see that Professor Huang's eyes have never left Mayfair's chest, why don't we start this article!"

"I'm going to die!" Jiang Fei lifted the front of the suspender skirt, and said with a pretty face, "You gentle scum, why are you trying to take advantage of others?"

This movement of hers caused her chest to tremble slightly, making her even more fascinating.

"Hey, how can this be considered an advantage? Breasts are beautiful. Beauty has always competed for land, and heroes have been gentle since ancient times. What is the color? What is the quality of the ice and snow in deep winter? What is the taste of new cotton in early summer? Peaches and plums in three springs, What is its state? When it moves, it is cautious to get rid of the rabbit, and when it is quiet, the white dove is careless..."

"Okay!" There was a burst of applause from around, and the sound of bragging and flattering praise sounded.

"Professor Huang's breast-chanting is really penetrating. I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed!" said the man with glasses.

"Damn you guys, you will make fun of me as a weak woman. Next time I come to the party, I will wear Muslim clothes, only showing a pair of eyes, and nothing else!" Jiang Fei said with a coquettish smile.

"Fei'er doesn't show anything, but it's so coquettish and intoxicating..." the eyed man said lewdly.

"Cough!" Professor Huang coughed and said, "Then I will make an order. This order must be Tang poetry and Song Ci, and the last sentence must be followed by the last word at the end of the previous sentence."

"Then I'll start first, starting with the gentleness on Fei'er's chest, 'smooth and tender, stuffed with crispy'!" Professor Huang also had some real talent, and the opening line was Tang Minghuang's poem praising Concubine Yang: " The soft and warm freshly peeled chicken head meat, creamy and tender, stuffed with crispy" really fits the scene.

"This crispy word..." The second person held back for a long time before chanting "Crispy and Lingbodi"

This sentence comes from Song Ci. Strictly speaking, the sentence "Dark dust can't afford to rise, crisp and moist Lingbo land" in Ye Chuqing, which is a red lip test lamp, can't be regarded as the first word at the beginning, but no one in the wine order is too serious.

After arriving at Su Xinyuan, it was the word "Xun", possessed by a super soul, and after a moment of pondering, Su Xinyuan glanced at Jiang Fei who was full of expectations, and chanted "Xunfang does not feel drunk and Liuxia".

This is Li Shangyin's "Drunk Under the Flowers". The whole poem is "Looking for fragrance but not feeling drunk and flowing clouds, leaning against the tree to sleep, the day is already slanting. After the guests wake up late at night, they hold red candles to admire the remaining flowers." In the wilting of the remaining flowers The sadness of people going to Yankong is beautiful and reserved, sad and confused.

Jiang Fei's heart moved slightly. She knew this poem, and it touched her heart faintly. After countless banquets, she also woke up from the wine, feeling as sad as a withered flower.

Did this man chant for himself?Jiang Fei didn't believe that Su Xinyuan would have such talent!Suddenly, Su Xinyuan spoke again.

"The difficulty of this Yaling is too low. You are all elites in the cultural world, so it's better to play something more difficult."

Everyone was expecting Su Xinyuan to make a fool of himself, but they didn't expect him to pick it up easily. They were a little annoyed, and when they heard Su Xinyuan's wild words, someone said disdainfully: "Yes, we are mainly afraid that it will be too difficult. You If you can’t make it, since you’re interested, feel free to ask questions!”

Su Xinyuan smiled slightly and said: "We set up a word, the word in the first sentence must be at the beginning of the poem, the word in the second sentence must be the second word in the poem, and so on, going round and round, for example, "Spring word order" ’, the first sentence is ‘spring is everywhere in the city’, the second sentence is followed by ‘the new year should not be mistaken by people’, and the third sentence is followed by ‘but doubt that spring is in others’…”

Su Xinyuan said slowly, everyone's complexion changed drastically, and they were speechless. Although these people are all from the literature class, it is impossible for them to study poetry so deeply. Yaling, I'm afraid this dish is completely cold, so I may not be able to catch it.

For a while, the banquet was silent, and no one dared to speak. After a long silence, someone said shyly: "This is too strange. Everyone drank a lot of wine, and I couldn't think of so many poems..."

Su Xinyuan smiled slightly and said: "Hehe, I'm just talking casually, that's all right, let's have a drink first..."

Su Xinyuan raised his head, just in time to see Jiang Fei's burning beautiful eyes staring at him fixedly, and felt a little joy in his heart, this foxy girl probably didn't expect that he could shock all the talented students of the Chinese Department.

Jiang Fei deserves to be a person who kills the scene with alcohol. Although the scene was cold just now, under her deliberate care, the lively atmosphere soon returned to the banquet, but this time, no one really provoked Su Xinyuan. He is transparent.He was also happy to be quiet, eating food on his own, watching Jiang Fei attract bees and butterflies with all her charm.

Is this woman really smiling?Su Xinyuan remembered that when she chanted "Drunk Under the Flowers" just now during the dinner, Jiang Fei's eyes seemed to dim a bit, maybe she also had some reasons why she couldn't do it.

But... Su Xinyuan drank a glass of wine lightly, it has nothing to do with me.

A group of men kept persuading her to drink. No matter how much Jiang Fei had a drinker, she was almost half drunk. After the banquet was over, a group of perverts wanted to rush to send Jiang Fei home to kiss Fangze.

Jiang Fei refused all of them, her plump and mature body pressed directly on Su Xinyuan's arm, and bid farewell to everyone coquettishly, in front of a group of men whose eyes could spew fire, Su Xinyuan calmly took away the people. The mouth-watering delicacies made those men who were burnt to death look at each other and beat their chests.

What a busy night!It's all cheap for that little boy!

This novel comes from Kanshu Wang