I am not a good person after my rebirth

Chapter 3: Drinking with Aunt Jing

Chen Qingshan and Ren Jingyun just watched Ren Qingyan escape.

Anyway, as long as either of the two makes her angry, she will act like a spoiled brat.

Swearing, throwing a tantrum, and running away from home, the same old three.

Both of them are used to it.

Compared to Ren Qingyan's arrogance, Ren Jingyun is more assertive and will never indulge her daughter's bad habits. If you want to run away from home, just run away. I will wait until you calm down and then communicate with you properly.

The reason why Ren Qingyan became more and more unscrupulous was because of the little boy in front of her.

It's all because of Chen Qingshan's spoiled and arrogant nature.

Every time Ren Qingyan ran away from home, Chen Qingshan would find her and make countless promises to coax her back.

Fortunately, Chen Qingshan is not the child's father, otherwise this kind of doting education would have been criticized by Ren Jingyun.

Ren Jingyun withdrew her gaze from Ren Qingyan's leaving in a tantrum, and instead looked at Chen Qingshan, who was covered in foam and holding a bath towel with a silly and cute look on his face, and said coldly: "You are not allowed to go to the community flower bed to coax her back this time. Yanyan is getting more and more outrageous. When she goes out into society, do you think that other people will give in to her just because she makes a fuss and gets angry like this?"

Aunt Jing, you are judging people through the crack of the door and looking down on your precious daughter.

Except for being so spoiled and willful in front of the two of us, in front of outsiders, Ren Qingyan is the purest holy white lotus.

From the principal of Xinghai Middle School to the school guard, everyone knows that Ren Qingyan, a student in Class 1, Liberal Arts, Grade , is a beautiful, kind-hearted and excellent student.

Those who have better grades than her are not as pretty as her, those who are kinder than her are not as pretty as her, and those who are prettier than her, uh... let's talk about grades.

"Okay. Aunt Jing, I won't spoil her anymore in the future." Chen Qingshan agreed with a smile.

The warm smile made Ren Jingyun feel like spring breeze.

Putting aside the miserable family circumstances when Chen Qingshan's parents died in a car accident when he was 16 years old, Chen Qingshan was in excellent shape in terms of character, academic performance, and appearance.

Ren Jingyun liked this child very much and treated him half as her own son and half as her future son-in-law.

But today, when Ren Jingyun looked at Chen Qingshan again, she felt an indescribable feeling.

Whether it was going to the police station to rescue someone in the afternoon, or the half-naked young man in front of him with fair skin and well-proportioned figures.

Ren Jingyun felt as if Chen Qingshan had grown up overnight.

The strange feeling in Ren Jingyun's heart can be explained in one sentence - all love at first sight is just lust.

At the age of 36, she still has her charm. When faced with a young and handsome man like Chen Qingshan, even if she feels nothing in her heart, she always wants to take a few more glances at him physically.

Ren Jingyun crossed her arms across her chest and made a distancing gesture to dispel her physical greed.

Then he said, "Qingshan, go take a shower first. After you're done, come to my house for dinner. I have something to tell you."

"Okay, Aunt Jing. I'll come over after I finish my shower."

Chen Qingshan smiled and nodded in agreement, watching Aunt Jing turn around and walk into her home.

The pair of pointed black lacquered high heels with red soles made a tapping sound on the marble floor, like playing a beautiful concerto.

No matter when, women's high heels can make them look sexy.

Louis XIV, you are such a genius!
After returning to the room, Chen Qingshan did not go back to take a shower immediately. Instead, he opened a bottle of cold beer, lit a cigarette, walked to the balcony, and looked with interest at Ren Qingyan, who was sitting on the ground with her hands on her knees in a remote corner of the flower bed downstairs, sulking alone.

While pulling the weeds around him to vent his anger, he looked pitifully towards the eighth floor where Chen Qingshan was.

Why doesn't this bastard come to coax me? Chen Qingshan used to be like this. Every time I go downstairs, he sticks to me like a dog-skin plaster in less than two minutes.

Today, not only did he tell me to get lost, he also didn't come down to comfort me for such a long time. Ren Qingyan looked up, while Chen Qingshan looked down.

Their eyes met in the air.

Chen Qingshan pulled out a classic Gatsby smile, pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and looked proud. He raised the Budweiser in his hand and toasted from afar.

Wait! When college starts, you will meet your soulmate. There will be a woman named Song Zhiwei who will replace my former role and spoil you like a fairy.

Master, I’ll leave first as a sign of respect!

On the balcony, Chen Qingshan turned around and drank the wine in the bottle. He pulled off his bath towel without hesitation, walked into the bathroom naked, and took a refreshing cold shower.

Because the distance was too far, Ren Qingyan could only see a white field, but she was still stunned. Is there no one in the world that you, Chen Qingshan, care about? How dare you!
……

Room 7, Building 802, Jinhuayuan.

The doorbell rang.

Ren Jingyun wiped her hands on her apron, opened the door for Chen Qingshan and welcomed him in.

"Coming!"

"Come in and sit down."

"There are also cola chicken wings. You can eat them as soon as they come out of the pot."

Aunt Jing's house is not spotless, but it is clean and tidy, and all the items are arranged in order.

This woman doesn't have mysophobia, but she has a mild obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Chen Qingshan entered the house and, without listening to Ren Jingyun, sat down on the sofa, waiting for dinner to be served.

Instead, he walked into the kitchen as if he knew the place well, picked up two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and put them on the dining table.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Qingshan had no intention of making any preparations for Ren Qingyan at all, and he wished that she would starve to death outside.

A portion of charred cola chicken wings came out of the pot. Ren Jingyun used a tissue to wipe off the sauce that splashed on the edge of the plate before serving it to the table.

Four dishes and one soup, standard menu.

Ren Jingyun opened a bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass. Six taels of wine, one third, two taels of red wine, was almost Ren Jingyun's daily alcohol intake.

Chen Qingshan glanced at the wine bottle. It was Penfolds 407, which was considered to be the red wine with the richest taste in the thousand-yuan price range.

Aunt Jing has a good eye for choosing wine.

Lawyer career, Lotus sports car, mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, one drink with dinner, typical petty-bourgeois lifestyle of a sophisticated urban beauty.

The only thing that surprised Chen Qingshan was that with Ren Jingyun's income level, she could definitely afford a large flat in the city center, let alone a single-family villa by Taihu Lake. Why did she have to live in Jinhuayuan for the past decade?

Is it that just like people, after living in a house for a long time, one also develops feelings for it?
Ren Jingyun noticed that Chen Qingshan was looking at the bottle of wine, so she asked, "Do you want to drink some too?"

Chen Qingshan has never been fond of the taste of red wine. He basically only drinks it when picking up girls and having a sip on weekdays. He would rather dilute the eau-de-vie with water than touch any red wine.

But...as a drinker, red wine is also a magical brew when there is no alcohol.

Seeing Chen Qingshan nod, Ren Jingyun stood up, took a wine glass from the ultraviolet disinfection cabinet, and poured about one or two glasses of wine for Chen Qingshan.

"Give me more, Aunt Jing." Chen Qingshan said greedily.

Ren Jingyun glared at him and said sternly, "You are still young, you can't drink so much."

(End of this chapter)