The physique is still agile.
Not like those frail sons of nobility.
Jiang Chen really didn’t know what to say.
Should he say "Well done?"
You are the precious Prince Ye, feared by others, yet you see yourself as unimpressive?
Performing publicly in a public place, if this were in a feudal dynasty, it would bring sha to the family, possibly leading to being disowned.
Although this is in Kyoto and dressed flamboyantly, soone might recognize him.
Just now Boss Jiang increasingly sensed sothing was off.
"What’s the Young Prince up to?"
"Isn’t Yuan’s little girl celebrating her birthday today? Just celebrating for her."
Yuan what?
Watching the other casually toss his sunglasses onto the table, Jiang Chen’s eye twitched involuntarily.
"Prince Ye, you’re celebrating Yuan Run’s birthday?"
Jiang Chen confird.
Ye Tingxuan seed to understand his thoughts, giving a aningful smile, "The little girl and I are old acquaintances."
Acquaintances.
That’s certainly an undeniable fact.
After all, the reputation of "Northern Yuan Southern Ye" is well-known all over Jiangnan.
But "acquaintances" doesn’t necessarily an "friends."
By convention, people who are often compared together usually don’t have a harmonious relationship.
And Jiang Chen had heard that there’s so grudge between Northern Yuan and Southern Ye.
Of course.
Hearing is not believing, so Jiang Chen confronted him for verification.
"Isn’t the relationship between Young Prince and Yuan Bingshan not that good?"
"That’s between Yuan Bingshan and , nothing to do with the little girl."
Ye Tingxuan nonchalantly said, suddenly his clarity left Jiang Chen sowhat unprepared.
"Jiang brother, have a seat."
Although he didn’t blush or pant, singing and dancing is not relaxed work, the Young Prince was probably tired, and he took a seat first at the nearby seat.
The server brought drinks.
It must have been arranged by Wan Wenya.
"I haven’t had the chance to thank the Young Prince yet."
Jiang Chen sat down, not yet taking the initiative, when the other already uncorked the glass, began pouring the wine first.
"Huh?"
Jiang Chen laughed, "If the Young Prince forgot, then let it go."
Ye Tingxuan looked up, "I’m just a petty officer on the ship, it has nothing to do with ."
With that, he grinned.
"Jiang brother, how’s our artillery?"
"Sharp, very sharp."
Jiang Chen smiled and nodded.
Ye Tingxuan, who poured two glasses of wine, raised his glass, as if everything was understood without words.
Shen Zhou’s gates were once blown open by ironclad ships, now finally the roles reversed, we have also beco powerful nations,
the drink goes down smoothly.
After a glass of wine, the Young Prince exhaled with enjoynt.
Boss Jiang now doesn’t chew peonies, instead learns to savor tea, chew, and after a while, only then says, "Isn’t the Young Prince not very fond of coming to Kyoto?"
This isn’t slander.
But it was once ntioned by Cao Jinse.
"Old Master Fang passed away; I ca with family to pay respects."
When saying this, Ye Tingxuan’s tone was calm, no longer flippant.
Factions are factions, but one must maintain decorum on the larger picture.
Jiang Chen nodded silently.
"I heard that Fang Jun, that guy, plans to join the army."
But couldn’t maintain for a few seconds, Ye Tingxuan’s handso face revealed an intriguing smile, quite with the legendary evil charm.
"And also, he’s going to Sichuan and Shu, the Sichuan Army is notoriously tough. Isn’t he afraid of being beaten to death there? Jiang brother, do you think he’ll cry and run ho within a few months?"
"There’s a saying, ’Put to death and then reborn’, he should understand, now no one can love him unconditionally anymore."
Ye Tingxuan’s eyes showed contemplation, silently nodding, then sighed.
"I still respect Old Master Fang, hope that Fang Jun guy doesn’t tarnish the old man’s na."
The two clinked glasses again.
Grudges and sentints, all laughed off.
"Mr. Jiang, President Wan said Miss Yuan wants to offer her respects to you."
The manager ca upstairs to report.
"Want to avoid it?"
Jiang Chen asked Ye Tingxuan.
The Young Prince snorted with a smile, "Why should I avoid it? Not to ntion Yuan’s little girl, even if Yuan Bingshan were here, it’s his turn to avoid ."
Jiang Chen made no comnt.
"Jiang brother, let Yuan’s little girl co up."
Since he said so, Jiang Chen certainly had no other opinions, nodding to the manager.
Before long, the spirited Yuan Run ran up the stairs.
Hmm.
It was a little run.
Truly didn’t carry any burden of a noble lady.
Seeing Ye Tingxuan, she slowed down, then changed her expression.
"Ye, it really is you!"
Jiang Chen pretended not to hear anything.
Who just said they were old acquaintances?
This doesn’t seem like a friendly manner at all.
"Haha, Yuan Run, how coincidental, I ca to drink with Brother Jiang, and ran into you celebrating here, twenty sothing?"
The Young Prince still was the Young Prince, not a bit awkward.
"None of your business!"
Jiang Chen actually knew this Yuan Family’s Tiger Girl only appeared outwardly round and cute, with two tiger teeth, was actually far from a good guy, but at least she always played nice in front of him, now, she didn’t even bother to act.
"Ye Tingxuan, you’ve really got sothing loose in your head, dressed like a circus monkey, you’re not like this in your two Guangs, are you?"
Where was the excitent just now?
Turning hostile so fast?
Boss Jiang stood upstairs, sowhat starting to get a hint, she didn’t recognize at all just now?
"Yuan Run, stop being disrespectful here. Your brother taught you this?"
The Young Prince actually put on a mature and steady stance.
Boss Jiang trying hard to manage his expressions already began to regret.
Why did he talk about the other avoiding?
It was clearly him who should have avoided.
"Oh, knowing my brother’s not here, so you put on a show, still asking how my brother taught , if my brother were here, I’d have him beat you to death!"
Yuan Run bared her teeth, revealing her two tiger teeth again.
"Ha ha!"
Ye Tingxuan, not one to be outdone, gave a disdainful smile, started to roll up his sleeves, but the too-tight sparkly jacket in Michael Jackson style wouldn’t allow it, but it didn’t matter, the gesture got the ssage across.
"Call in your dad and brother now, let’s see who beats who."
"Tch!"
Yuan Run gave no face, "Stop pretending, you know my brother can’t co, or would you dare be so arrogant? Just wait till my brother’s on leave..."
"How big is his face, I’d wait for him?"
Ye Tingxuan directly interrupted, "Call him to the two Guangs if you have the guts, see if I don’t have him co back horizontal?"
"Ye Tingxuan, you’re really a scoundrel, no, you’re just a rat, no wonder you’re a rat, only knowing how to hide in your rat hole!"
Tsk.
Even knows the zodiac sign.
It seems they really are familiar.
If not, they wouldn’t be sparring so straightforwardly.
Seeing Ye Tingxuan about to retaliate, Jiang Chen finally couldn’t hide anymore, if he continued to play invisible, these two might be able to quarrel until dawn.
"Today is a rare day, Young Prince, Miss Yuan, say less from both sides, it’s not like there’s no chance to et again."
"..."
"..."
Truly an expert in diffusing squabbles.
They imdiately quieted down, sowhat speechlessly.
Ye Tingxuan said nothing, silently drank his wine.
"Miss Yuan, co, take a seat."
Jiang Chen stood up to greet her.
Yuan Run gave him so face after all, ca over, but deliberately moved the chair a bit away from Ye Tingxuan.
"Such a lousy performance, Brother Jiang Chen, why would you let him perform? Doesn’t it tarnish the Apang Palace’s reputation?"
"It’s a voluntary free performance, what? If you don’t like it, you could have left, why didn’t you go?"
"All the lights were off, I couldn’t see the road, how could I walk? If I fell, would you pay for it!"
It starts again.
On and on again.
"Pay for what? Little Yuan, trying to swindle ? Just say it if so."
"Swindle you? Your pockets are always cleaner than your face, shopping on Pinxixi is like shopping at SKP, even the northwest wind has to give you a VIP channel!"
"What’s Pinxixi?"
Ye Tingxuan asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Pfft."
Jiang Chen eventually couldn’t hold it, pinched his own thigh, quickly adjusted his expression, picked up his wine glass, no longer vainly trying to diate.
"You continue."
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