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Chapter 39 The Rebellious Girl
Jiang Xiachu looked over with great interest, and saw Guan Ai turning around and shouting heroically: "Give her a glass of Absenthe." He glanced at Jiang Xiachu with an ambiguous meaning, then turned back and said in an undiminished tone, "Give me a glass of orange juice."

Absenthe?Strong cocktail, so enlightening?Jiang Xiachu was a little dumbfounded. Orange juice can transform spirits. I'm afraid there will be no second person for such an idea.

Jiang Xiachu looked expressionless, glanced at the cocktail, then at Guan Ai, raised the glass and drank it expressionlessly, and remained expressionless after drinking.

Guan Ai was dumbfounded, and almost choked a mouthful of orange juice into his nose.This is the strongest wine, even drinking water without blinking.Guan Ai was suspicious: "You—"

She must have misread it. When did this woman learn to drink? Why hasn't she seen it before?Guan Ai couldn't believe it, but Jiang Xiachu said calmly: "I will never get drunk after a thousand cups."

"I've never seen you drink alcohol." This is the first time, if you don't sing, you will become a blockbuster, Guan Ai is amazed, this woman Jiang Xiachu is a bottomless pit, how many things are hidden?

"Give up your life to accompany a gentleman." Jiang Xiachu used Guan Ai's reasoning, and said it lightly, without any substantive explanation.

At the age of 17, the red wine in the wine cabinet in Zuocheng was changed many times. In one year, Jiang Xiachu drank all the wine in his life, but he couldn't get drunk no matter what.

She still remembers that Zuo Cheng's favorite is chateau, but she doesn't know, because she said that Zuo Cheng is suitable for chateau, and she doesn't know that the glass she discarded is regarded as treasure by Zuo Cheng.

Jiang Xiachu raised her head slightly, the light was so bright that it hurt her eyes and became warm.

Guan Ai took a sip of orange juice, quenched his thirst and began to drink and hate defeat: "I made a mistake in decision-making, I didn't expect you to be bored for three years and you can hide it." Taking another sip, his expression was like flipping through a book, and he immediately speculated. "But since we're here, we have to get something back." Eyeballs rolled quickly, and he glanced around nimbly, thinking about his heart, and raised his eyebrows, "Guan Yu's birthday, my younger sister has to give her a big gift."

Guan Ai had a cunning look on his face, it was not only the first time Jiang Xiachu saw her like this, she was no stranger to it, every time after such an expression, Guan Ai continued to come up with a steady stream of ghost ideas.

"Is this what you wear this skirt for?" Jiang Xiachu understood that the skirt was 'criminal evidence'.

With good intentions, Jiang Xiachu knew that Guan Ai hated this kind of clothes with very little fabric.

Guan Ai didn't know what to think of, his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and he looked complacent: "You said that the famous female anchor sings and dances late at night, is this theme exciting enough?"

Whether it's explosive or not, Jiang Xiachu is not good at judging, she is sure: "Your old man will not let you go."

"That's so interesting, it's enjoyable just thinking about it, the old man is the cutest when he is furious." Guan Ai said vividly, his little head was also shaking in response.

"Your old man committed crimes in his previous life." Jiang Xia Chu was cold and restrained, summing up concisely.

Ever since Jiang Xia first met Guan Ai, it seems that this kind of drama has been performed every now and then. .

Guan Ai nodded, agreeing very much: "Indeed."

After committing a sin, they are father and daughter, father and daughter who regard each other as a thorn in the side... Guan Ai is so numb that he doesn't even feel sad.

Guan Ai turned his head away, glanced at the bustling crowd gathering place, and entered the venue in a high-profile manner wearing a dress with pitifully scant fabric.

This dress is Guan Yu's style, and so is the hairstyle, but...the pair of canvas shoes?

Jiang Xiachu ordered another glass of Abcenthe, and tasted it without a sip. It seemed that there was no taste of wine. He raised the glass, poured it into the orange juice, and took a sip. It was still as light as water. Paralyzed.

Bored, Jiang Xiachu looked at those dance steps that she didn't understand with little interest.The lights in the middle are focused on Jiang Xiachu's familiar face, but it seems a little strange, she has never seen such Guan Ai, such madness, such wantonness, it seems to be venting something, accusing something.

Jiang Xiachu understands a little bit, he is venting the dispensability of 23 years, he is accusing 23 years of family affection as waterless.Jiang Xiachu saw it, Guan Ai's eyes were smiling under the light, but they were desolate, what did they look like?Oh, like a tarnished coin in her wishing well, shattered with her wish.

Guan Ai danced for a long, long time, and changed several male partners, but she was tireless. Jiang Xiachu watched it for a long, long time.

After Guan Ai left the stage, there were still many people whistling at her. She responded coquettishly with her eyes, and returned to the bar. Jiang Xiachu's words seemed to hit someone a little bit: "It's an exaggeration."

Guan Ai said with righteousness on his face: "How to report without exaggeration." Looking around, Guan Ai lowered his voice nervously, "Preliminary estimate, there are several paparazzi hidden here, if you want to blame, blame Guan Yu and Zuo Cheng for being involved. Together, otherwise I would have no chance."

Following his line of sight, Jiang Xiachu saw a few shy men, who seemed to have got what they were satisfied with, and gradually disappeared.

Jiang Xiachu hesitated to speak, frowned, and asked, "Why do you...hate Guan Yu so much."

"I don't hate her, really, although I have been against her all the time, but I can tell from my conscience that Guan Yu is very indulgent to me and never cares about me, but Guan Yu is Guan Zhenbei's treasure, and doing so kills two birds with one stone. Help Guan Yu get rid of that dangerous Zuocheng, and also make the old man fly into a rage." Guan Ai replied affirmatively, very sincerely, then changed the subject sharply, "I hate Guan Yu's father."

"You also have a story, don't you?" With a tacit understanding of sympathy, Jiang Xia knew Guan Ai at the beginning.Maybe because they are so similar.

Guan Ai didn't care much, but Jiang Xiachu knew that Guan Ai's bright and clear phoenix eyes froze for a moment, and she told her story concisely: "It's very clichéd, born with the same father, raised by different father, I live and die on my own." .”

Four sentences summed up Guan Ai's story, but justified her years of farce and troubles. It turned out that she had a reason, and it turned out that this girl was not acting out of her appearance.

Jiang Xiachu didn't speak. At this time, she didn't want to say anything. Sometimes her language was so pale that even a sentence couldn't be worth sitting beside her and listening silently.

For the first time, Jiang Xiachu saw the glistening liquid in Guan Ai's eyes, which was more dazzling than the light, and her voice was not clear, as if she was being pulled, and every word was pulled with great strength. Come out: "When I was young, I thought that I was not good enough, so he didn't like me, only Guan Yu could see me. Then I worked hard and learned everything about him. Even the piano I hated the most, I passed ten level, but it was only later that I realized that he still didn’t look at me, when I was young I didn’t know what the burning thing in his eyes was called, and only later did I realize that it was disgust.”

(End of this chapter)