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âBangâ
The fork slipped from Jin Chenyeâs hand and hit the floor with a crisp metallic sound.
âYe, are you okay?â Meng Ziqi stood up anxiously from his seat, intending to reach for Jin Chenyeâs hand.
âIâm fine, it was just a slip.â Jin Chenye politely avoided Meng Ziqiâs hand and glanced at a nearby waiter; someone immediately stepped forward to pick up the dropped fork and replace the entire set of tableware.
âSo Mr. Jin canât even handle steak since he returned to the country.â Dan Hanjie gave an arrogant, icy smirk, a coldness spreading from him. His words were tinged with frostiness.
âMr. Dan, youâre joking, hereâs a toast to you.â Jin Chenye lifted his glass of red wine.
âMe too.â Meng Ziqi also raised her glass, her demeanor was like that of Jin Chenyeâs wife, her every move was genteel.
Jin Chenyeâs brows furrowed slightly, but he remained silent.
âLetâs drink together!â Qin Youxuan, who had immersed herself in eating, finally satisfied her hunger just a little and reached for her wine glass.
âYou still have a wound, sip a little bit just to quench your thirst.â Qin Youxuanâs fingertips hadnât touched the glass before Dan Hanjie grasped them.
Her slender, jade-like fingers in his broad palm were indescribably warm, and the atmosphere instantly became romantic.
The painting of a loving coupleâs flirtations made Jin Chenye grip his wine glass tighter, his fingers almost crushing the glass, tempting him to drag Qin Youxuan away.
Meng Ziqi seemed to be very happy. Aside from her initial shock, her light smile never faded from her face.
âIâve only had one sipâ¦â Qin Youxuanâs fingertips trembled, and she couldnât help but look at Dan Hanjie twice more.
If it wasnât for the fact others were present, she would really like to reach out and touch his forehead.
Was he delirious with fever?
He was unusually warm and considerate today!
Ordinarily, he wouldnât kindly cut her steak. Even if he did, he would grimace and remark how she couldnât even handle steak, as if he was performing a charitable act.
Then he would mock her, âQin Youxuan, drink up. If your wound gets infected, it serves you right.â
That was more consistent with his twisted personality: cool, overbearing, and sardonic.
Was the man in front of her really Dan Hanjie that she knew?
Qin Youxuan couldnât help but sigh inwardly, but didnât ask the obvious question.
âDo you really want to drink?â Dan Hanjie was apparently unconcerned as he played with Qin Youxuanâs fingers, refusing to let go.
His charming gaze was shot through with an odd light, something others may not understandâ¦
But Qin Youxuan immediately discerned his warning. She swiftly shook her head, âActually, I donât really want to. You guys go ahead and drink, Iâll eat my steak!â
Eat steakâ¦
Qin Youxuan withdrew her hand and concentrated on the steak in front of her.
âWhat do you mean âYou have a woundâ? Xiao Xuan, youâre injured!â Meng Ziqi exclaimed in surprise, standing up abruptly. It didnât look like she was just pretending to be worried.
âItâs just a small wound. I happened to get it by accident. Itâs fine now.â Qin Youxuan paused before lifting her head.
Her gaze instinctively moved toward Jin Chenye, catching a fleeting expression of veiled knowledge pass over his face. Her heart sank.
He knew after all.
âAre you sure youâre okay?â After hearing Dan Hanjie warn her to moderate her drinking, Meng Ziqi was doubtful of Qin Youxuanâs story and kept checking Qin Youxuan for injuries.
While she didnât see any wounds, she did notice a hickey on Qin Youxuanâs neck, causing her gaze to stall.
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