Chapter 967: Chapter 577: Style, Ambiance... or Kink? Craving a Sweet Romance (Part 2)
"Jiang Xiaowu, watch your language. Iâve always been a model youth with good morals and virtues since childhood."
"But sheâs indeed not your type. Itâs normal that you donât feel anything."
As old friends, even though Qi Zeyan hasnât dated anyone, heâs expressed having a good impression of a few girls or female celebrities, most of whom are gentle and intellectual.
After hanging up the phone, Qi Zeyan fell into thought. He naturally knew that Ruan Mengxi is a good woman, dedicated to her work, optimistic, and upbeat; otherwise, he wouldnât have been able to keep her.
The many days spent together were also very harmonious.
He inexplicably recalled a dream he had before and frowned. It might be best to take a shower to calm down.
**
Guantang Villa
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jinsang was deep in thought. Somethingâs up with fourth brother...
Jiang Cuo actually didnât tell him?
Is it because he was lazy and didnât follow up, or did he deliberately keep it from him, or has he already defected and switched sides?
At that moment, Jiang Cuo didnât know how to tell Jiang Jinsang about this matter because...
He lost the person!
Coincidentally it was during rush hour. After a traffic light, when he tried to catch up by car, he couldnât even see Jiang Chengsiâs taillights.
Jiang Chengsi was also bewildered at the time, as Qi Zeyan recommended four restaurants to him. He had already driven to three, but since it was the weekend, there wasnât even a parking spot at the front, much less a table.
The fourth one was a bit farther, so he called ahead for a reservation, and coincidentally, by the time he arrived at the restaurant, a table had just become available...
Even though it wasnât advertised as a coupleâs restaurant, the interior decor and the photo wall with couplesâ pictures made it clear that it was a hotspot for romantic dates.
After the restaurant server handed over the menu, Jiang Chengsi naturally let the lady order first and casually scanned the restaurant, noticing a sign that said taking a picture would earn you a free steak.
"Is that free when you take a picture?" Jiang Chengsi pointed to the advertisement.
"A kissing photo of a couple, just like the ones in the pictures, and we can give it to you for free."
"..."
Jiang Chengsi coughed and said nothing.
It being such a weekend, with their matching looks, the server naturally assumed they were a couple. "Actually, the two of you can give it a try. Itâs quite simple."
"No, we canât." Jiang Chengsi stated bluntly. What kind of lousy activities are these restaurants coming up with these days?
Whatâs more, what on earth did Qi Zeyan recommend!
Taking advantage of the moment while the person opposite him ordered, Jiang Chengsi texted him with a scolding: [Weâre just ordinary acquaintances, not even friends, and you recommended these kinds of restaurants to me! Do you know how awkward it is?]
It took a long while before he received a reply: [Didnât you say you wanted me to recommend places with ambiance? These are all personally checked out by my parents, and I heard they all have a great feel.]
[Feel my foot, I said classy, not ambiance!]
[Well, sorry, I misheard.] Qi Zeyan genuinely misunderstood and replied with another message:
[After all, class has nothing to do with you.]
Jiang Chengsi just couldnât get at him; otherwise, he would definitely kick him a couple of times to vent his anger.
When he initially entered the restaurant, he was already considering leaving, but since the first three places hadnât had any food, he couldnât not enter this one now that there was a table. Even if he wasnât hungry, he couldnât have the young lady continue to run around with him either.
Just recently infuriated by Qi Zeyan, his phone vibrated again with a message from Jiang Jinsang:
[Fourth Brother, I heard somethingâs up with you?]
[Youâre not coming to eat with us because youâve got a date, huh? If Grandma knows youâre seeing someone, sheâll definitely be happy.]
Jiang Chengsi was dumbfounded. What on earth is this kid up to now? He and the girl across from him werenât even remotely related!
He immediately replied: [Itâs that client of Sister-in-lawâs. Iâm just treating her to a meal and apologizing. Donât go telling Grandma or causing her distress; that would be bad.]
Jiang Jinsang laughed and replied: [Zeyan said you asked him to recommend places with good food and romance, so I thought...]
From classiness to ambiance, thatâs one thing...
But now how did it turn into romance!
Is Qi Zeyan reliable or not?
Just as he was about to go find Qi Zeyan for a three-hundred-round duel, a gentle voice came, and the ordering tablet was handed to him, "Fourth Master, itâs your turn to order."
"Alright." Jiang Chengsi glanced at her selected menu, "You like such bland flavors?"
"Iâm fine with anything, mainly because you just recovered from a serious illness, so itâs better not to eat anything too spicy or stimulating." The weatherâs been so hot recently, with indoor and outdoor temperature changes; his cold lasted four or five days before it finally healed, just in time. "Besides, when itâs hot, eating light is better for your body."
Hearing her words, he could only appreciate her attentiveness, gentleness, and thoughtfulness.
Thinking about going home, he used to face his father, then his nitpicky, OCD brother, and now it was just him alone. The people around him were all getting married and having kids, who doesnât want a sweet romance?
Maybe itâs due to his original family, with his older brother passing early, his parents not being in love, and Jiang Zhaolinâs indifference, all of which left him with little yearning for love and marriage.
He also felt that with his personality, he probably wouldnât be able to take responsibility for a family, so being single seemed good too.
Itâs just that when faced with a "stranger," sudden acts of kindness and consideration inevitably stirred him a little.
Seizing the moment when "Miss Xiao" went to the restroom, he specially sent a text to Jiang Shiyi:
[Brother, whatâs falling in love like?]
He wasnât clear about Jiang Shiyiâs situation, but he knew that someone was in the process of pursuing his wife.
Jiang Shiyi had just finished dinner, about to stay up late to do experiments, and when he saw the text, he slightly frowned and directly called him.
"Hey, brotherâ"
"Are you okay? Have you eaten?"
"Iâm with a friend, about to eat."
"Thatâs fine, sending me a message like that out of the blue, I thought you had a fever again."
"..."
After all, asking this question from his mouth wasnât normal.
"Do you have any emotional confusion recently? Need to talk or consult with me, if so, Iâll come home tomorrow to give you some guidance."
"No need, I was just asking." Jiang Chengsi hung up, feeling a bit sheepish.
Consulting his brother for emotional issues, he must have banged his head against the door.
Jiang Chengsi gritted his teeth: What was he thinking, actually remembering to text his brother.
**
At this moment in the laboratory, Jiang Shiyi hung up the phone, still staring at his phone.
When Lin Luyou pushed the door in, she had just come out of the lab and was about to leave, seeing him in a daze, "Still thinking about the experiment?"
Once busy, they had no mood for romance, regardless of day or night.
"No." Jiang Shiyi pursed his lips, "I was thinking about my younger brother."
"Havenât you been home for a while? Why donât you go home tonight? I can keep an eye on things in the lab." Lin Luyou was very cooperative with him, and the experiment progress was fast, "Anyway, this experiment canât be rushed."
But chemical experiments never come easily. Some people spend their whole lives researching a single substance and still canât understand it completely.
"Itâs fine, I just suddenly realized my brother seemed to have grown up, but..." Jiang Shiyi laughed lightly.
Heâs actually interested in love...
However, when he returned home the next evening, prepared to provide some emotional guidance to someone.
He found someoneâs bedroom empty, the garage empty, the reins thrown aside as they ran awayâ
He squinted his eyes, unable to help but click his tongue: "The younger brotherâs grown up, hard to manage, actually moving out without a word?"
Remembering what the person said last night, he let his imagination run:
"He... couldnât have moved in with a girl, could he?"