Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

They were all old acquaintances, so they gathered together without any politeness. They pulled Xie Chengyin over and started toasting each other.

But Xie Chengyin didn't come here to drink. He couldn't refuse Shen Zhaoyan's invitation, so he just came up for formality.

When Shen Zhaoyan saw Xie Chengyin coming up, the coldness between his brows faded a little, and he walked towards Xie Chengyin with a rare gentle smile.

He pressed down Xie Chengyin's raised hand and said, "Come here, cousin. I'll introduce you to someone."

As he said that, he pulled Xie Chengyin and walked in front of Xiao Dingyan.

Xiao Dingyan was originally sitting, but when he saw the two men walking towards him, he stood up. His tall and handsome figure stood there upright, just like a pine or cypress tree.

The Xiao family is the uncle's family of the second prince Shen Zhaoyan. Xiao Dingyan and Shen Zhaoyan are cousins, but Xiao Dingyan rarely stays in Dongdu, so he is not very close to Shen Zhaoyan.

But his father ordered him to interact more with the second prince, so even though he didn't like the atmosphere in this restaurant, he had to come.

"Ah Yan, this is Xie Chengyin from the Yongding Marquis's Mansion. You can just call him Ah Yin. Cousin, this is my uncle's cousin Xiao Dingyan."

Xiao Dingyan and Xie Chengyin looked at each other, neither of them spoke first.

Xiao Dingyan's personality is too cold and he is not good at socializing, so naturally he would not take the initiative to make friends with anyone except Shen Zhaoyan.

Xie Chengyin looked at Xiao Dingyan's face and secretly clenched his fists under his sleeves.

Looking at the two people ignoring each other, Shen Zhaoyan was a little surprised, but he wanted to win them over, not make them enemies.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhaoyan took two empty wine glasses from the table, and someone with a discerning eye immediately brought the wine jug and filled them with wine.

He handed a glass to Xiao Dingyan and Xie Chengyin respectively, "Since we all know each other, and they are all my relatives, let's have a drink together."

Xiao Dingyan took the wine glass, frowned slightly, tilted his head back and drank it.

However, Xie Chengyin held the wine glass that Shen Zhaoyan put in his hand without taking any action.

Seeing that Xie Chengyin took the wine glass but didn't drink it, Yao Shan, the second son of the Earl of Changping, came over and said, "Why don't you drink it? Is the young marquis not satisfied with the wine or the one who poured it?"

Cheng Feng, the third son of Cheng Wuhou and the one who poured the wine, patted Yao Shan on the head and said, "What are you talking about? What happened to the wine I poured? Ah Yin, drink it quickly. Young Master Xiao has already finished it."

Shen Zhaoyan also looked at Xie Chengyin, his eyes full of confusion.

But Xie Chengyin knew that he would never drink this glass of wine, because he could not make the same mistake again.

Everyone knows the meaning of this glass of wine. Everyone present is Shen Zhaoyan's man. After drinking this glass of wine, Xie Chengyin is also Shen Zhaoyan's man. Perhaps if he doesn't drink it, others will tacitly assume that he is Shen Zhaoyan's man because of his relationship with Shen Zhaoyan.

However, Xie Chengyin was going to refuse.

He slowly raised his hand, and was ready to smash the wine glass to the ground, loudly telling everyone present that he, Xie Chengyin, disdained to be associated with the Xiao family and Shen Zhaoyan.

The hand slowly rose up, but suddenly it was empty.

A white hand flashed before everyone's eyes, and the glass of wine passed from Xie Chengyin's hand to another person's hand.

Everyone's eyes shifted to another person as the wine glasses moved.

I don't know when Yan Ci came upstairs.

Yan Ci held the wine in one hand, her calm eyes were deep and unfathomable. She raised her head and drank the glass of wine that Xie Chengyin had been holding for a long time.

Someone swallowed their saliva with a "gulp" sound. The sound was particularly clear in the sudden silence of the scene, and it also made everyone come back to their senses.

Xie Chengyin was the first to react. He was a little surprised to see his empty hands. When he saw it was Yan Ci, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

She drank it.

It has nothing to do with him.

Shen Zhaoyan's eyes changed slightly when he saw the woman who suddenly appeared, but he didn't say much. He turned around, found a place and sat down.

Yao Shan on the side was smiling happily. In his eyes, beautiful women have always been the focus of attention, not to mention this girl, who was very courageous.

"Isn't this girl the one downstairs just now? I thought she had left. Now that she's here, let's have a few more drinks."

As he spoke, his men quickly refilled the wine glasses and looked at Yan Ci expectantly.

Yan Ci, who originally just wanted to help Xie Chengyin out of trouble, looked at the full glass of wine and wanted to pour it back on the face of the person who poured it.

I really shame you.

But she knew that everyone present was either rich or noble, and she, the daughter of a minister, could not afford to offend them.

Resisting her disgust, she drank it all again.

He had already drunk the drink and given him face, so he secretly tugged at Xie Chengyin's sleeve, motioning him to leave.

Just as he put down his glass, another glass of wine was brought to him. Yao Shan, smiling maliciously, squeezed between Yan Ci and Xie Chengyin and pushed Xie Chengyin aside.

"The girl is really generous. Come, I'll drink this cup with her."

One cup was to be handed to Yan Ci, and the other was held in front of his chest.

Obviously, Yan Ci's behavior of drinking two cups in a row just now pleased him. In his opinion, not refusing was acceptance.

What's more, for him, the legitimate son of an earl, to drink with the daughter of a minister, was a great honor.

This time Yan Ci didn't take it. He looked at Yao Shan with cold eyes, "I don't want to drink!"

Being rejected so abruptly, the smile on Yao Shan's face suddenly disappeared, and then the laughter coming from the surroundings made him slightly angry.

The Second Prince was still there, so he naturally couldn't get angry right away, but his face had already begun to show some threats, "Miss Yan, you're so unwilling to give me face? It's just a glass of wine. If you don't drink it, you won't be able to leave this room."

His words were neither harsh nor sharp, but coupled with his shameless tone, Yan Ci immediately wanted to say: I want to see why you won't let me leave this room.

Xiao Dingyan was standing next to him, and Yan Ci was right in front of him. When he lowered his head, he saw Yan Ci's expressionless face, and the slightly upturned corners of his eyes seemed to be red. Was he going to cry?

With a "bang", the wine glass in Yao Shan's hand fell to the ground, and everyone was shocked.

Then a soft female voice was heard saying, "Oh, I'm sorry, sir, my hand slipped and it broke. You can't drink this wine."

His eyes blinked, full of innocence, and Yao Shan's anger about the broken wine glass was immediately stuck in his throat.

Shen Zhaoyan, who was sitting on the side, suddenly laughed, "Forget it, it's just a glass of wine."

Xie Chengyin pulled Yan Ci over with a complicated expression on his face. He really didn't expect Yan Ci to be so direct.

He had originally thought that when she was forced into a desperate situation by Yao Shan and asked him for help, he would stand up and block the glass of wine for her.

But she never looked at him from beginning to end.

Cut it, woman!

Fearing that Yan Ci might do something unexpected again if he stayed any longer, Xie Chengyin quickly said goodbye to everyone, pulled Yan Ci up and went downstairs.

I don't know when Yan Ci picked up a wine glass in his hand, but just as he walked to the door, there was another crisp "pop" sound.

Everyone in the room was shocked, except Yao Shan, who was so angry that he wanted to smash a cup to vent his anger. But when he thought about how Yan Ci had smashed two cups in a row, he also smashed them. Wouldn't it be like he, a man, was just like a little woman?

I could only hold the cup in my hand with hatred.

Unfortunately, the cup is not cotton and cannot be flattened by him.