Here in eastern Guangdong, it is warm as spring all year round.
Although it is already the twelfth lunar month of winter, the temperature here in Yangcheng still remains in the twenties.
The fat aunt was wearing a dress. Although her figure was a bit out of shape, it did not prevent her from dressing up beautifully.
When she saw Jiang Zhendong, who had taken off only his underwear, rolling towards the bottom of her skirt, she was so frightened that she squeezed her legs together and screamed repeatedly.
"Jiang Zhendong, what are you doing? Get up quickly!"
Ye Rongzhong's face had already darkened.
He looked coldly at Jiang Zhendong, who was rolling on the ground, grabbing wildly with his hands, and scolded him angrily.
As soon as he spoke, several big men in black suits rushed to Jiang Zhendong, held him down, and then lifted him up.
"Uncle Ye, I...I..." Jiang Zhendong, who seemed to have sobered up a lot, had a pale face and his head almost dropped to his crotch.
Regarding what happened just now, he wanted to give Ye Rongzhong an explanation, but he hesitated and didn't know how to speak.
Just at that moment, he seemed to see a large swarm of leeches, densely packed, rushing toward him.
Along his collar and cuffs, there were countless leeches that got into his clothes.
He slapped himself wildly, but to no avail.
The number of leeches that got into his clothes not only did not decrease, but became more and more numerous.
If he had no other choice, how could he have stripped himself naked and rolled crazily on the ground in full view of everyone!
But now, after being pinned to the ground by those big men in black suits, all the leeches have completely disappeared.
It was as if he just had visual and auditory hallucinations.
The countless leeches he saw did not actually appear.
Black Swan Hotel is one of the most luxurious five-star hotels in Yangcheng.
There might be a slight chance of a leech appearing in such a place.
But there were a large number of leeches in the banquet hall of the catering department. Everyone knew that this was absolutely impossible.
Moreover, judging from the way those around him looked at him, no one else saw those leeches except himself.
Under such a situation, even if he wanted to explain, he didn't know where to start!
Tell the truth and tell Ye Rongzhong that the reason why he took off his clothes and rolled on the ground just now was because he saw a group of leeches biting him?
As soon as he said this, Jiang Zhendong felt that not only would the people in the banquet hall not believe his explanation, but they would also think that he was mentally ill and needed to go to a neurology department!
Feeling the strange looks from those around him, Jiang Zhendong wished there was a crack in the ground so that he could crawl into it!
The image of a handsome and elegant young master that I have created for so many years has completely collapsed...
With three strokes, he took off the clothes he had discarded and quickly put them on again.
"I just know how to mess around. Find a place to sober up and stop being embarrassed here!"
Looking at Jiang Zhendong who was hesitating in front of him and still unable to explain, Ye Rongzhong had a straight face and snorted coldly.
"Uncle Ye, Aunt Song, it's my fault. I was rude today!"
"There is something else that I have to go back to deal with immediately."
"I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer to this matter today after a few days..."
How could Jiang Zhendong, who had been humiliated and thrown out of the international community and extremely embarrassed and embarrassed, still have the nerve to stay in this banquet hall!
After making an excuse, he walked out of the banquet hall with his head drooped and hurried steps.
He didn't even dare to look at the direction where Chen Hai and Ye Qingqing were.
Now, he has only one thought: leave as soon as possible, and go as far away as possible!
No one cared about Jiang Zhendong's departure, and no one tried to stay.
After all, he came uninvited.
In Kyoto, their family may have a lot of connections, but in eastern Guangdong, there are really not many people who are familiar with their family.
Among the hundreds of people who are still in the banquet hall, there are probably only about a dozen people who really know him, Jiang Zhendong, and have good relations with the Jiang family.
If it were something else, these people might come forward and put in a few good words for him.
But now, at someone's engagement party, this guy took off his clothes and rolled on the ground. People who knew him, Jiang Zhendong, and their family also felt very embarrassed.
Under such circumstances, it was already good that they did not pretend not to know Jiang Zhendong.
Who would be willing to say something nice for him about this kind of thing!
"Chen Hai, did you do this?" Without Jiang Zhendong as a troublemaker, the banquet hall soon returned to its previous appearance.
Ye Qingqing had a strange look on her face. She pulled Chen Hai aside, leaned into his ear, and asked in a low voice.
"What do you think?" Without comment, Chen Hai chuckled.
"You guys have made Jiang Zhendong lose face. Be careful if he finds out something and comes to settle the score with you!" Ye Qingqing reminded him kindly, covering his mouth and sneering.
"Soldiers come to block it, water comes to cover it, and earth comes to cover it. Just here, he just lost face!"
"If he really doesn't care about life and death and wants to cause trouble for me again, I'm afraid it will be more than just embarrassing!"
Shrugging, Chen Hai responded without caring.
Ye Qingqing could guess that Jiang Zhendong's matter was related to him, which was not surprising.
After all, she not only knew that Chen Hai had many weird abilities, she also knew that her fiancé and Jiang Zhendong were not getting along very well!
"The Jiang family is a newly rich family, and the one in their family is currently at the most powerful position."
"Anyway, be careful yourself."
"If he really dares to cause trouble for you, just tell me and I will find my brother to help you vent your anger!" Ye Qingqing said with a smile.
"Okay, my dear wife!"
"Who is your wife?"
"If you are engaged, you will be my wife..."
As they chatted, the two started flirting again.
Jiang Zhendong's arrival and departure was just a small episode in their engagement party.
Banquets are banquets, and engagement ceremonies are also being held.
Under the witness and blessings of many relatives and friends present, Chen Hai and Ye Qingqing exchanged rings.
Immediately afterwards, the two of them toasted a cup of tea to their parents, and the entire engagement ceremony was finally completed.
Seriously speaking, in the traditional customs of the Yanhuang Kingdom, although there is the concept of betrothal, the engagement before marriage is biased towards the custom passed down from the West.
The engagement ceremony of the two people was neither satisfactory nor satisfactory. It was just a formality, and it could not be said to be formal at all.
Of course, Chen Hai did not make his own decisions in this regard.
When he was planning to hold an engagement ceremony, he had already asked Ye Rongzhong and Song Ling for their opinions.
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In Kyoto, inside an extremely luxurious courtyard house.
Jiang Zhendong was sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard, with a sad look on his face, holding a bottle of wine in his hand and taking a few sips from time to time.
"What the hell is going on? When I was in the beautiful country, I just had my physical examination not long ago!"
"The guy who did the physical examination for me, Yangma, said I was as strong as an ox and that there was nothing wrong with me."
"Why are there visual and auditory hallucinations all of a sudden?"
"What the hell, I stay in a beautiful country and have ocean horses to ride on every day. I shouldn't come back!"
"If my fourth uncle hadn't told me about Qingqing's engagement, and what he said, being able to marry the daughter of the Ye family would have many benefits for our Jiang family..."
"I am completely embarrassed now. What happened in Yangcheng will be spread to Kyoto in a short time."
"In the circle, how can I, Jiang Zhendong, still have the dignity to meet people..."
There was not even a plate of peanuts on the stone table in the pavilion, but there were a few empty wine bottles.
As long as he had a few peanuts, Jiang Zhendong wouldn't be so drunk.
The bottle of foreign wine in his hand was only half drunk, and the other person had already sat down from the stool directly on the ground.
Leaning his back against a pillar in the pavilion, he took a sip of wine and had to vomit for a long time.
In just this short time, there were already several piles of filth in the area where he was sitting.
After leaving the Black Swan Hotel, he was too embarrassed to continue staying in Yangcheng, so he took a plane directly and rushed back to Kyoto.
Some people like to go shopping crazy when they are upset.
Some people, when they are particularly depressed, will find a few young ladies to vent their anger.
What about Jiang Zhendong? But he likes to huddle in a deserted corner, get drunk and lick his wounds quietly.
After rushing back to Kyoto, he immediately returned to this courtyard house, moved out the foreign wine stored at home, and began to pour and drink it himself.
"You kid, what's going on?"
"It's not enough to be embarrassed outside. Go back to Kyoto and huddle here. Do you want to continue to be embarrassed?"
"Get up quickly and tell me what happened in Yangcheng..."
A middle-aged man wearing a Tang suit, with a thin build, who seemed to be in his forties, opened the door of the courtyard and strode in.
When he saw Jiang Zhendong, who was in a mess and drunk inside the pavilion, he felt angry in his heart.
Furious, he walked up to Jiang Zhendong in a few steps, grabbed him by the collar, and slapped him several times.
It's a pity that Jiang Zhendong was really drunk.
After these slaps, he was still drunk and hazy, and it seemed that they had no effect at all.
Holding his lapel, he just lifted him up and helped him sit down on the stool next to him.
As soon as the middle-aged man loosened his grip, Jiang Zhendong's body softened and he fell to the ground again, rolling several times.
The filth he had vomited was all over his body, almost everywhere on his head and face.
"A disgraceful thing..."
Cursing in his mouth, the middle-aged man looked around, stood up and left.
After a few breaths, when he came back again, he already had half a bucket of cold water in his hand.