Marriage as a Game

Chapter 4: Choose between your left eye and your right ankle

"Your right leg is stuck in the car door. If you want to get out, you have to break the door. If you wait for the firefighters to come with a welding saw, it may be too late. If you force it open, your leg bones may be broken."

Shen Chaoxi's voice was cold, yet extremely calm.

"Choose one between your left eye and your right ankle!"

Looking at the overly calm face in front of him and her professional yet decisive attitude, one would forget for a moment that she looked like just a middle school student.

Asking him to choose between his left eye and his right ankle sounds like asking you which one to eat, cabbage or potatoes!
Shang Jianghan's gloomy mood dissipated at once, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his thin mouth.

While she was thinking, Shen Chaoxi's index finger began to bleed again. She shook it again and inadvertently saw the blood stains on Shang Jianghan's face.

The bright red blood flowed down his right cheek to the tip of his nose, forming a small blood pit that was extremely obvious against his cold white skin.

Shen Chaoxi wiped the blood stain with his thumb without thinking.

It was midsummer and the air was unbearably hot, but the slender white fingers were silky smooth yet cool.

Shang Jianghan was slightly stunned, his mood was mixed.

"Make a decision quickly, it might be too late!" Shen Chaoxi urged again when he saw that the other party was hesitating to make a decision.

If it were the Shen Chaoxi of the past, she would never bother to care about such "trivial matters".

But, at this moment, she was another person living for Shen Chaoxi.

As the child of a fire martyr, her eight years of experience as a firefighter has made her have infinite respect for everyone’s life!
"Save your eyes!"

That day, the sun was scorching and the temperature reached 40 degrees. Shen Chaoxi stood under the scorching sun, threw his black shoulder bag towards the car body, and kicked the door closed.

Clean and neat, no drag!
Shen Chaoxi had no idea what happened afterwards, but anyway, the person was rescued.

As she walked down the mountain to the nearest bus stop, a rescue convoy whizzed past her.

Fire trucks, police cars, ambulances, and even several military vehicles raised a cloud of dust that lingered in the air for a long time!
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"come over!"

Shang Jianghan's low, string-like voice interrupted Shen Chaoxi's thoughts.

Shen Chaoxi's fingers unconsciously pinched the hem of his clothes, thinking of the commission for tonight.

Just now, she estimated that the drinks in front of the people were of high value, and her commission could be several thousand yuan a night.

These several thousand dollars were like timely help to the Yao family at that time.

Shen Chaoxi walked over without hesitation and obediently sat on the sofa that Shang Jianghan had patted with his right hand.

Song Yang and Zhong Shuxi looked at each other.

Although they often came to such places, they had never seen a girl get within two meters of the young master of the merchant family.

Song Yang: "Wow! When did our Third Young Master Shang's taste change to..."

Song Yang wanted to say "it's so heavy", but when his eyes swept over Shen Chaoxi who was still wearing a mask, he swallowed the words.

The girl sitting next to me was wearing a light white cleaning uniform. Although it was too big and ill-fitting, the clothes were spotless and neatly ironed. She did not look slovenly at all. Instead, she had a kind of strange beauty, especially the half of her arm exposed by the rolled-up sleeves, which looked white and delicate under the light.

Look at those eyes exposed outside the white cotton mask, so damn sexy!
When did Bai Ye’s class rise to the level that even the cleaning staff has to be obsessed with looks?

While Song Yang was complaining in his heart, Jong Suk-hee always felt that this "cleaner" looked familiar.

At this time, Shang Jianghan pointed at the bottles of red wine in front of him with his chin.

"Open!" These two words are concise and to the point.

Shen Chaoxi naturally knew that this was the task assigned to her.

She stood up and squatted, picked up the bottle of imported red wine and looked around for the corkscrew, but she couldn't find it after searching around. Suddenly, she remembered that when she was tidying up just now, the corkscrew was soaked in red wine and she threw it into the trash bag.

Just as Shen Chaoxi was about to get up and go to the service desk to get a new bottle opener, a teasing voice sounded above her head.

"If you open these bottles of wine, it will be considered as consumption. If you don't open them, I won't pay for them."

Hearing this, Shen Chaoxi paused holding the wine bottle.

Then, Song Yang began to sneer as if he was watching a big show.

"I say, Jiang Han, how can you not be gentle with women? She's a young girl, pure and innocent, but her hands are so soft, how can she have the strength to open a bottle of wine!"

"Then don't drive. We don't drink either. I drove here so I'll go back after a while!" Shang Jianghan's voice was calm, as if he was just chatting casually.

The dark brown wine bottle with smooth lines turned around in Shen Chaoxi's hand. She glanced sideways, her thick eyelashes slightly curled up, and she glanced at the other person with the upturned corners of her eyes.

"Then if I open it, will it count as consumption whether I drink it or not?"

Regular customers who have been to the club naturally know the rules here.

There is commission on all drinks.

Song Yang raised his eyebrows, "Tsk tsk, interesting!"

Zhong Shuxi tried to smooth things over, "Forget it, why not just ask the waiter to bring a bottle opener?"

Shang Jianghan was obviously unmoved, his lazy black eyes lingered on those inquiring eyebrows for a moment.

"Open! I'll buy as many as you want. If there's not enough here, ask someone to deliver more!"

The confidence of rich people is often built up with money.

After getting permission, Shen Chaoxi was not in a hurry. She stood up and walked around the private room, and finally found a few toothpicks from the fruit plate.

The three men's eyes were almost all fixed on the pair of slender fingers.

One minute later.

"Damn! How did you do that?!"

In order to maintain the mellow aroma of high-end red wine, the bottle mouths are almost all made of soft pine corks, and the bottle mouth can be easily opened with a few small toothpicks, which is unprecedented!

After the first one, there was the second one. After all the drinks were opened, Shen Chaoxi sat back in his seat.

Of the three people present, Shang Jianghan was the only one who remained calm, while the other two had expressions of disbelief.

"Do you want more?" Shang Jianghan raised the corner of his mouth and asked the person sitting next to him.

Shaking his head, Shen Chaoxi naturally would not really open all the bottles of red wine in the club.

“These are enough to drink!”

Song Yang picked up the wine glass and shook it, then put the glass under his nose and took a breath.

The rich aroma of wine hits you in the face, sweeping across the area.

"Little girl, it's a pity for you to be a cleaner. How about you offer me a price to be your secretary?"

Obviously, Song Yang was very interested in this cleaning girl at this time, and the secretary he mentioned was just a hint.

Jong Suk Hee took a sip of the wine, tasted it carefully, and felt that it was nothing special, so he chuckled.

"Don't brag. If the little girl really wants to follow you, can you pass that test?"

The children of wealthy families may talk and quarrel, but when it comes to love, they always have no choice.

"Hey! Don't get the wrong idea, I mean it literally!"

"Really? I don't know you? You said the same thing to that little star last time, and then people took it seriously. When your mom told you that you were her girlfriend, have you forgotten?"

After being reminded by Jong Suk Hee, Song Yang instantly got furious.

"Damn it! Can we stop bringing up this irrelevant topic? How can you be any better than me?"

The two of them were arguing but it didn't affect them at all as they clinked their glasses.

As the person involved, Shen Chaoxi kept his brows lowered, as if it was none of his business, until Shang Jianghan, with a relaxed look on his face, spoke.

"Alright, let's deal with your shit later. Let me settle accounts with my students first!"

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