With Yang Cheng's help, a simple home-cooked meal consisting of four dishes and one soup was completed very quickly. The fragrant dishes were placed on the table, causing Yang Cheng, who was already a little gluttonous, to have an appetite.
Liu Mingyu took off her apron. After working for so long, there were some fine beads of sweat on her forehead and her hair was slightly messy. She looked more like a housewife than a company executive.
"Let's drink some wine. No matter what, this is the first time you've come to my place for dinner," Liu Mingyu suggested with a smile.
Yang Cheng nodded and agreed, "But do you have wine here? I'll go out and buy some."
"Yes, wait a moment," Liu Mingyu said and walked into a storage room. After a while, she took out two bottles of wine.
Two bottles of wine with no special packaging were placed on the table. Liu Mingyu said, "This is a gift from my dad. He said it's imported wine and it tastes pretty good. I don't have the habit of drinking at home alone. It's good that you're here to help me get rid of it."
Yang Cheng didn't look at it carefully before. Now that he took it and looked at it, he was stunned for a moment. He then asked to confirm, "Is this really a gift from your dad?"
Liu Mingyu asked doubtfully, "What's wrong? Can't my dad give me wine?"
"Didn't your dad tell you that this is Romanee-Conti?"
"What is this? What's the brand of this wine? I don't know much about wine. Is it good?" Liu Mingyu thought that the wine given by her father wouldn't be bad. Otherwise, why would he give it to her daughter?
Yang Cheng shook his head with a bitter smile. It seemed like Liu Qingshan didn't know the value of this wine. Fortunately, he came today. Otherwise, these two bottles of wine would have been wronged.
"Mingyu babe, you know Lafite right?" Yang Cheng said.
Liu Mingyu nodded, "Of course I know Lafite. I think it costs ten to twenty thousand yuan a bottle."
"This wine is called Romanee-Conti. Its annual production is less than one-fiftieth of Lafite's. It's estimated that only one to two thousand bottles will be sold on the market. Don't you think it's precious?" Yang Cheng sighed.
Having lived abroad for so many years, he had basically enjoyed all kinds of delicious food and fun things, and he was also familiar with high-end drinks. However, Romanee-Conti was a rare wine in the world, and he couldn't drink it often, so he knew how precious it was.
Liu Mingyu's eyes widened. "According to what you're saying, isn't this wine very expensive?"
"If we were to buy it on the market, it would cost at least a hundred thousand Hua Xia dollars, and we might not even be able to buy it," Yang Cheng chuckled, "But since we got it, let's drink it. This wine is meant to be drunk, it would be a waste to just leave it there."
Upon hearing that this seemingly ordinary bottle of wine cost a hundred thousand Hua Xia dollars, Liu Mingyu felt like she was dreaming. But just like what Yang Cheng said, since it was wine, let's drink it.
The two of them opened a bottle and filled it to the brim. Then, they began to enjoy their dinner while drinking and eating.
Speaking of which, if an expert saw such a high-end red wine, he would definitely savor it carefully. How could he treat it as an ordinary wine and drink it along with the dishes?
However, Yang Cheng didn't really care about these luxuries, and Liu Mingyu didn't have much experience with wine, so the two didn't think too much of it. Even if they casually drank it, it would cost a few thousand Hua Xia dollars.
The two chatted about some trivial matters, and talked about some recent events in the company. Unknowingly, they finished the bottle of red wine.
Liu Mingyu's alcohol tolerance wasn't too good. After drinking two glasses, her cheeks were already red, and her eyes were blurry.
"Tsk, tsk." Yang Cheng savored the fragrance of the wine and sighed. "Life is indeed different after becoming the daughter of a mafia boss. Can I be considered to have benefited from Missy Liu today?"
Liu Mingyu's pretty face was slightly tipsy, and under the light, she looked even more charming. "Don't call me Missy … I don't like it, and I'm not used to it."
"What's there to not be used to? As long as you have such a father, you will definitely hear others call you that. Some girls don't even get called that even if they want to be called that." Yang Cheng smiled.
Liu Mingyu rolled her eyes at Yang Cheng. She held the wine glass in her hand and looked at the intoxicating red wine gently. She said, "Every time I see my father discussing with his underlings about the mafia, I feel very scared … Although he didn't accompany me and my mother in the past, and he was in Beijing, I always felt that he was doing business, and there was nothing to worry about …
But now, even if he is in Zhonghai, I still feel worried, as if he could leave me at any time. Why can't he be a down-to-earth businessman, but the boss of a mafia …
In the past, he would occasionally come back to Zhonghai to visit us, even if it was for one or two days, I felt very happy to see him. Now, if I want, I can see him every day. He still loves me, gives me a lot of power, and gives me a lot of money. But now that I see him, I don't know why, but I don't feel as happy as before … "
Yang Cheng listened quietly, and thought to himself, maybe it wasn't because of Liu Mingyu's alcohol tolerance that she got drunk so quickly … It wasn't the wine that intoxicated her, it was the wine that intoxicated her.
"Yang Cheng, am I very cheap? Dad clearly wants to give me better conditions, but I want to move out and alienate him." Liu Mingyu pouted her pink lips and asked with misty eyes.
"Of course not, it's not like you don't recognize him as your father." Yang Cheng knew that at this time, what Liu Mingyu needed was a kind of comfort, "Actually, I admire you very much. For so many years, you have been lied to by your father since you were young, and only recently did you find out the truth, and you can accept all of this. What's more, your father has other women in Beijing, and even sent you a younger brother for no reason.
If these changes were to happen to other girls, they would either hate their father to death, or hate everyone who lied to them to death. Yet, you quietly accept these things, and even get along well with your younger brother. It's hard not to admire your breadth of mind. "
Liu Mingyu smiled calmly, tilted her head, leaned on the table, and murmured, "It's already happened, what can I do … Regardless of whether they lied to me or not, my father is my biological son, and my younger brother is related by blood. Should I still seek death and fight with them? That's not good for anyone."
Yang Cheng became silent. The rational Liu Mingyu could accept that kind of father and half-brother, but he couldn't accept Yang Pojun and Yang Lie, even if his blood relationship with Yang Lie was much closer than that of Liu Mingyu and Liu Minghao. However, when there really was hatred between relatives, it was far more terrifying than between enemies.
Seeing that Yang Cheng didn't speak, Liu Mingyu pouted and asked, "Yang Cheng, why haven't I heard you talk about your family? What does your family do? Are they in Zhonghai? "
After being asked, Yang Cheng remembered that it was time for him to tell the women around him about his current family situation. He didn't hide anything from them, and now that they knew each other's backgrounds, they wouldn't be too surprised to meet each other's relatives in the future.
Of course, Yang Cheng didn't have the patience to tell them about his background, so he only briefly mentioned that he had the blood of the Yang Family and that he had reunited with Guo Xuehua. Even so, Liu Mingyu revealed a shocked expression. She stared blankly at Yang Cheng for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter and said coquettishly, "In that case, I've unknowingly hooked up with a Crown Prince. What a bargain."
Yang Cheng rubbed his chin and said regretfully, "If there's really some special privileges, then I really want to be one. It's not like I can get everything I want just because I have this identity."
Although Liu Mingyu was a little drunk, she still retained a trace of sobriety. "What's wrong? You seem to have something on your mind. You've never spoken in such a depressed manner before."
Yang Cheng drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp and didn't hide anything. He briefly told her about what happened with Mo Qianni in the morning.
A complicated expression flashed through Liu Mingyu's eyes, and she sighed softly in the end. "Have you thought of what to do?"
"What else can I do? I'll wait for mother-in-law's anger to cool down a little, then I'll apologize and talk about it properly." Yang Cheng smiled bitterly.
Liu Mingyu nodded. "I thought you were going to give up, so I was a little worried."
Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly understood. To put it bluntly, Liu Mingyu was grieving for the death of the rabbit. If Yang Cheng gave up on Mo Qianni because of the obstruction, then he might also give up on her in the future.
"Don't let your imagination run wild. My biggest strength is that I'm shameless. Even if you want to abandon me, I won't leave." Yang Cheng said seriously.
Liu Mingyu glanced at Yang Cheng with a smile that wasn't a smile. "I suddenly feel that it's actually not bad to have a gangster father. At least he won't be like Qianni's mother, who views the relationship between children from a secular point of view. Qianni must be suffering in her heart. You're really good at torturing people. "
Yang Cheng wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back. What could he say? During the day, he wanted to speak up for Mo Qianni, and he was very clear on how sad Mo Qianni was. However, he was also suffering, and there was no reason for him to take advantage of it.
After eating dinner and drinking three glasses of red wine, Liu Mingyu's body was a little weak, but she still wanted to bring the dishes back to the kitchen. It was also because she had been used to doing housework for so many years that she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't finish it.
Yang Cheng hurriedly pressed the woman back onto the chair and said, "You're already so drunk, yet you're still doing this. Just sit here obediently, I'll do it."
"How can this be? This is your first time here, it's not appropriate for you to cut the vegetables. Don't tell me I need you to help me clean up?" Liu Mingyu shook her head and reluctantly went to carry the plates.
Yang Cheng simply snatched the plates away, bent down, and kissed Liu Mingyu's cheek. He smiled and said, "Don't take it for granted that you have to serve me. What I want is a woman who understands me, not a maid who does things."
After saying that, he didn't care about Liu Mingyu standing there in a daze. He quickly cleaned up the dishes and brought them into the kitchen. After pouring out the leftovers, he began to wash the dishes again.
Liu Mingyu sat in the dining room, looking at the back of Yang Cheng washing the dishes in the kitchen. She felt hazy, and her face was burning hot. She subconsciously reached out and touched the place where Yang Cheng had kissed her, and the corner of her mouth revealed a satisfied smile.
Yang Cheng wasn't someone who didn't know how to do housework. He had lived alone for quite a while, so he quickly tidied up his things and walked out of the kitchen.
Originally, this was a romantic night. After all, he and Liu Mingyu hadn't been intimate for a long time, and it was rare for her to be in her newly moved nest. Of course, he had to fight for hundreds of rounds in order to satisfy the expectations in his heart.
However, when Yang Cheng excitedly wanted to carry Liu Mingyu to take a bath, he discovered that this woman had actually fallen asleep on the table!
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