Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 15 Your sincerity is pitifully shallow.

As Yan Shiyu picked up the photo, the color on Tang Xu's lips seemed to fade a little.

"Excuse me."

Tang Xu quickly snatched the photo from Yan Shiyu's hand and stuffed it back into her handbag.

She then stood up, picked up the decanter from the table, poured a glass for Yan Shiyu, and then poured one for herself.

Yan Shiyu's gaze fell on the glass of wine, his expression slightly stern, and his voice seemed to turn colder as he spoke: "Are you sure you can still drink?"

Tang Xu paused, put down the decanter, picked up his own glass of wine, and clinked it against the glass in front of Yan Shiyu.

Then, meeting Yan Shiyu's gaze, she tilted her head back and drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

"Yes, you can drink it, and you can drink a lot more."

Tang Xu showed her empty glass, then poured herself another one. Just as she was about to drink again, Yan Shiyu stopped her and put the glass back on the table.

Tang Xu paused for a few seconds before smiling and saying, "Mr. Yan may have misunderstood. That photo is not mine... It was given to me by my husband's lover, who is my classmate, before I came in."

Yan Shiyu looked at her quietly, without saying a word for a moment.

"I'm so sorry." Tang Xu smiled with her eyes downcast. "I was planning to treat you to a nice meal to thank you, but then this happened... I wish I hadn't chosen this place."

Yan Shiyu finally spoke calmly: "If we hadn't chosen this place, would nothing have happened?"

Tang Xu turned to look at him, "At least now I can focus on having dinner with Mr. Yan instead of always thinking about other people's business."

Other people's business...

These four words seem simple, but upon closer examination, they are quite remarkable.

Yan Shiyu did not ask any further questions.

Tang Xu didn't continue the topic, but turned to look at the wine glass in front of him. "This wine is quite good, better than the one I gave to Wu Yu last time. Mr. Yan, wouldn't you like to try some?"

Yan Shiyu raised the wine cup to his lips, took only a small sip, and then put the cup down.

"Don't you like it?" Tang Xu asked.

“Not bad,” Yan Shiyu replied.

“That means it’s not satisfactory.” Tang Xu suddenly stood up. “I sincerely invited Mr. Yan to dinner, and you can’t be dissatisfied—shall we go pick out a good wine?”

Yan Shiyu slightly raised her eyes, "Where should I choose?"

Tang Xu blinked. "Secret base."

She specifically chose the only private room with a private elevator, which leads directly to the wine cellar on the ground floor.

Yan Shiyu followed her out of the elevator. What came into view was an American classic style wine cellar, with various famous wines neatly categorized and belonging to their respective categories, which was very professional.

“This restaurant is run by my teacher. Her husband is a sommelier and has a large collection of fine wines,” Tang Xu said. “Tonight, I applied for the right to use this place.”

She smiled brightly as she introduced the bottles to him and walked through the wine room, quickly choosing a Latour and a Margaux.

When she returned to Yan Shiyu with two bottles of wine, she found him standing in front of a row of independent, temperature-controlled wine cabinets.

Tang Xu quickly stepped forward and stood between him and the row of wine cabinets.

"Could we not look at these?" she asked him, her eyes filled with sincere pleading. "They're too expensive; I can't afford them."

Yan Shiyu looked at her calmly, "Didn't you say it would only work if I was satisfied?"

"What if you're satisfied with these two bottles?" Tang Xu placed the two bottles on the low table beside her, then turned and said with a heavy heart, "Or, why don't you pick two more?"

Yan Shiyu didn't stand on ceremony with her and turned to walk towards another row of wine shelves.

Tang Xu followed along, casually picking up a bottle of whiskey. Before he could even read the label, everything suddenly went black, plunging the entire room into darkness.

Two seconds later, Tang Xu realized that the power had gone out.

She fumbled for the wine rack and took two steps forward, only to suddenly bump into the man's solid body.

He reached out and gently placed his hand on her waist.

In the darkness, Tang Xu felt the intense heat emanating from his palm, and her breath was filled with the deep, rich scent of cedar foliage emanating from him. At the same time, she heard his deep, magnetic voice—

"Have you found any good wine?"

Tang Xu didn't move for a while before softly replying, "Whiskey, would you like to try some?"

Yan Shiyu didn't respond, so Tang Xu simply unscrewed the bottle cap and took a small sip. The smoky flavor immediately filled her mouth.

Tang Xu swallowed the wine with great difficulty and commented, "It doesn't taste good."

Yan Shiyu removed his hand from her waist and then took the wine bottle from her hand.

When the lights came back on, Tang Xu saw Yan Shiyu standing in front of her, taking a sip of wine from the bottle she had just drunk from.

After his Adam's apple bobbed a few times, he put down the bottle.

Tang Xu's gaze met his deep eyes.

“It’s good,” he said.

Tang Xu lowered her eyes to look at the wine label.

It's a very ordinary brand.

But he said yes.

Tang Xuyang smiled and said, "Then I'll take this bottle with me?"

"it is good."

The two walked to the elevator one after the other, only to find that the elevator was temporarily out of service.

Tang Xu paused, turned around and walked towards the main entrance. When he tried to open the door, he found that the power supply here did not seem to have been restored.

She turned around and looked at Yan Shiyu apologetically, "I didn't bring my phone, did you?"

"No."

"..."

Fortunately, both of them were in stable condition, and the wine cellar was full of pleasant things to do.

Needless to say, we opened the whisky, Latour and Margaux, as well as Hennessy VSOP and Remy Martin, and several other spirits.

One glass of wine after another was poured into the glass.

Tang Xu glanced at the various kinds of wine on the table, taking only a small sip from each glass.

Yan Shiyu drank every cup she handed him.

By the end, she was slightly tipsy, while Yan Shiyu remained completely sober, sitting cross-legged on a single sofa, still exuding his usual charisma and elegance.

His alcohol tolerance is frighteningly high.

Tang Xu slumped into the sofa, leaning her head against the armrest, looking at him with hazy eyes, "Mr. Yan, have you ever been drunk?"

No one is born knowing how to drink.

"How many times would one have to get drunk to reach your level?"

Yan Shiyu looked at her with a deep gaze, "You don't want to know."

Tang Xu chuckled softly and said, "That's true. Sometimes being too sober isn't a good thing. It's better to get drunk; at least you can forget some of your troubles..."

After saying that, she gently closed her eyes, and a sigh escaped her lips uncontrollably.

The wine cellar remained quiet for a long time.

Until Yan Shiyu's voice rang out again—

Why do you want a divorce?

Tang Xu slowly opened her eyes and met his gaze again.

Has she mentioned wanting a divorce to him?
To my recollection, there wasn't.

The only time she came closest was probably when they first met at "Wangshan," when she mentioned divorce to Jiang Muchen in the lobby.

Tang Xu was not offended by this.

"Mr. Yan may have heard that something bad has happened to my family. If I don't get a divorce, no one in the whole city will help me." She paused, then suddenly laughed and said, "Of course, the worst outcome is that even after the divorce, no one will help me."

"But that's all in the future. For me, I'm already incredibly fortunate to have escaped this hopeless marriage."

"Mr. Yan might not believe it, but I don't care how many women he has outside, how many children he has. From the very beginning, this marriage was a mistake—"

(End of this chapter)