Bab 146: I Don't Care About Other Women, But Shen Wen Is Off-limit

On that night, at the Huan Wolf Club.

When He Huai arrived, there was only Shen Qian in the private room. He looked around and asked, "Where's Qin Zeyan?"

He wasn't foolish enough to ask about Song Lin.

"I didn't call Zeyan," Shen Qian said as he took a clean wine glass, poured it to three-quarters full, and handed it to He Huai. "How does it taste?"

"Pretty good, I assume it's a decent vintage?"

Shen Qian chuckled lightly. "Better than the Château Pétrus you had last time?"

He Huai, of course, wouldn't admit his wine was inferior. He replied seriously, "Each has its own merits."

Shen Qian didn't pursue the matter further about the wine. Instead, he casually remarked, "I saw your car at the Guangsha Office Building today."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

"Take it slow; no one's competing with you."

He Huai's cheeks turned red from choking, and he avoided eye contact, "Um... you saw it all?"

"Saw what?"