So cool! Grab the scumbag's inheritance and become his aunt

Chapter 224 Mr. Song is a real man!

Facing Shen He's teasing eyes, Shen Jinyan said with a straight face, "It was a slip of the tongue."

Shen He deliberately dragged out his tone: "Oh, it turned out to be a slip of the tongue."

Shen Jinyan stretched out his left hand to Shen Sili without a smile: "Car keys."

Shen Sili took a deep breath, took out the phone from his trouser pocket and threw it to Shen Jinyan, saying, "You are so cruel!"

He left the card table with a lot of resentment and hid in the backyard to smoke.

Seeing that the internal war between the Shen brothers was over, Song Jingcheng greeted everyone: "Everyone is here, let's go in and have dinner."

"Row."

There weren't too many people, so Shen He asked Shen Zhilu and others to put two tables together to make a long table.

After the dishes were served, Shen Sili returned to the restaurant with a smell of cigarettes. He walked behind Shen Jinyan, and while massaging Shen Jinyan's shoulders, he said in a muffled voice: "I have to go to work and commute. You have to give me a car."

Nodding, Shen Jinyan took out a Wuling car key from his pocket and handed it to Shen Sili, saying, "It's second-hand. I bought it for you as soon as I got off the plane."

"It has seven seats and is spacious enough for police officers to catch suspects, to crack down on prostitution and catch chickens and ducks, or to deliver love to the community."

See if he is considerate?

The irritation that Shen Sili had finally relieved came back to his face again, "Shen Jinyan, you are such a piece of shit!"

He kicked the leg of Shen Jinyan's chair angrily, then walked to the edge and sat down.

Everyone at the table was happy to watch the fun.

Shen Sili happened to be sitting on Qin Yi's left, and Shen He was sitting on Qin Yi's right.

Seeing that Shen Sili's face was almost as dark as his black shirt, Qin Yi smiled and poured him a glass of freshly squeezed pomegranate juice.

"Officer Shen, don't be angry. Drink some juice."

Shen Sili tilted his head back and took a sip of the juice. He found it tasted good and poured himself another glass.

After thinking about it, he poured juice for everyone at the table. When it was Shen Jinyan's turn, the pomegranate juice had just been poured out.

"Sorry." Shen Sili put the empty bottle in front of Shen Jinyan and said, "No share for you."

Shen Jinyan refuted with a simple answer: "It's okay, one tank can buy many cups of pomegranate juice."

Shen Sili: “Heh.”

Seeing that the situation was not right, Song Jingcheng quickly picked up the decanter and filled his and Shen He's glasses with wine.

During the years of his illness, Song Jingcheng drank alcohol only a few times.

Over time, Shen Sili and others thought that Song Jingcheng never drank alcohol.

Jun Lin and Xie Ting did see Song Jingcheng drinking once, and that time was also at Shangwei Restaurant. That day was the day when Shen He and Song Jingcheng announced their relationship.

After thinking about it carefully several times, the few times Song Jingcheng drank alcohol were all related to Shen He.

Noticing that Song Jingcheng was pouring wine, Shen Sili calmed down a little and did not continue to argue with Shen Jinyan.

Song Jingcheng poured the first glass of wine and handed it to Shen He. He said, "This first glass of wine is for my wife, Mrs. Song."

Shen He was talking with Qin Yi when she was suddenly handed a glass of wine and called "Madam". Shen He's ears felt a little hot.

She looked up in surprise and saw Song Jingcheng leaning towards her with a wine glass in hand, his left hand naturally resting on the back of the chair behind her.

A very casual thing, but it also reveals his ever-present possessiveness of himself.

"Happy wedding, Miaomiao."

Shen He took the wine glass in a natural manner, and raised his glass to Song Jingcheng in this posture, and also wished him: "Then I wish my Mr. Song good health."

Hearing this, Song Jingcheng's smile deepened, "Cheers."

Everyone at the table just sat there and watched them flirt and show their affection.

The sour smell of love made Qin Yi and the others feel dizzy.

Seeing that they were about to drink, Jun Lin suddenly clapped his hands and shouted wantonly: "Drink the wedding wine!"

With Jun Lin taking the lead, several brothers of the Shen family also followed suit in rebellion, and Qin Yi couldn't help but join in the fun.

A group of people were banging their heads on the table and shouting slogans: "Drink the wedding wine! Drink the wedding wine!"

Hearing this, Song Jingcheng and Shen He looked at each other, their eyes were drawn.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Song Jingcheng lowered his head and bit the goblet in Shen He's hand.

He stared at Shen He with his eyes fixed, swallowing Shen He's red wine gracefully and slowly with his Adam's apple gulping.

This scene reminded Shen He of the time when Song Jingcheng licked the pomegranate juice off her.

Her pretty face turned slightly red, and she quickly drank the wine in Song Jingcheng's glass in one gulp.

Shen He drank in a hurry and couldn't help coughing.

Song Jingcheng stroked her back slowly and gently.

After Shen He recovered his breath, he poured a second glass of wine into the cup.

Song Jingcheng held the wine glass in his left hand and a pair of chopsticks in his right hand. He tapped the glass gently, making a crisp sound that attracted everyone's attention.

Shen Sili and the others kept quiet, looked up, and listened carefully to Song Jingcheng's speech.

"Thank you all for coming here today. You are all Shen He's friends and family. From now on, you will also be my Song Jingcheng's friends and family."

"Here, Song sincerely invites you to be witnesses and supervisors of our relationship. Song swears here that, except for matters of life and death, I will never abandon Shen He in this life."

"If there is any violation..."

Song Jingcheng placed the chopsticks in his right hand on the table and pressed down hard, and the iron fork broke in the middle of the handle.

He said, “Just like these chopsticks.”

"..."

There was an eerie silence in the restaurant for a few seconds, and then there was a burst of warm applause.

Jun Lin shouted: "Mr. Song is a real man!"

Qin Yi suddenly took out her cell phone, stared at the broken chopsticks in Song Jingcheng's hand, and asked seriously: "Mr. Song, can I take a photo for evidence?"

"I am a few years older than you. If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Song from now on." Qin Yi and Shen He have a very good relationship, but it sounds strange to always call him Mr. Song.

Qin Yi was generous and immediately changed the topic: "Brother Song! Can I take a photo?"

Song Jingcheng nodded decisively: "Shoot."

Qin Yi actually turned on the camera and took a picture of this scene, and said, "Wait, I'll post it on WeChat Moments that only Miaomiao and I can see."

Qin Yi was editing the copy while muttering, "On X month of X year... at the wedding banquet, Brother Song promised that he would never abandon Shen He except in matters of life and death. If he violated his promise, his body would be torn apart and he would die."

When Song Jingcheng heard the words "corpseparated", his eyelids twitched.

But I dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

Jun Lin and the others noticed Song Jingcheng's reaction and were secretly happy.

"Okay, it's posted on WeChat Moments." Qin Yi put away her phone, picked up the wine glass in front of her, and tilted her head to look at Shen He.

Shen He was sitting on a chair, also looking at her intently.

Before Qin Yi opened her mouth, tears started to well up in her eyes.

She picked up the wet napkin in front of her and wiped her eyes, then said to Shen He: "You are my best friend. During the three years of high school, we lay in the same bed and whispered to each other every night."

"You could say that in this world, except for intimate items like underwear, everything we have is shared with each other."

Shen He was amused by Qin Yi. She nodded in agreement and told everyone: "At that time, we both shared a coin purse."

"We know each other's WeChat payment passwords and bank card passwords."

Nodding, Qin Yi said, "We are good friends who can trust each other with our children."

This is not an exaggeration.

A few months ago, when Qin Yi decided to return to Xiangcheng to continue working undercover for Xie Jinghong, she was ready to make sacrifices.

Before leaving, Qin Yi handed her savings bank card to Shen He and asked her to pass it on to her aunt who was far away in Yucheng.

If this isn’t entrusting an orphan to someone else, then what is it?

"I hate to threaten the people I care about the most."

After that, Qin Yi stood up and raised her glass to Song Jingcheng. She said, "Brother Song, you kidnapped my Miaomiao, so you must treat her well for the rest of your life."

Qin Yi's choked voice is more lethal than any sharp cold weapon.

Not daring to disappoint Qin Yi, Song Jingcheng solemnly promised: "I will never let you down. From now on, Miaomiao and I will protect you together."

"If anything goes wrong, the Song and Shen families will always be your safe haven."

Hearing this, Qin Yi also smiled, "Brother Song, I take what you said seriously. I'll drink first as a sign of respect. I wish Brother Song good health and a long life with Miaomiao."

After saying that, Qin Yi was the first to drink the glass of wine.

She hasn't touched alcohol for a long time.

After drinking this glass of red wine, I feel dizzy, but not drunk.