C12 Who's the Shameless One?
C12 Who's the Shameless One?
This guy did not have any achievements, and only caused trouble for her!
Lyi Qingyan quietly tugged at Chen Bei's clothes, indicating that he should stop arguing with Deng Lun. If he continued talking, it would only make them lose all face.
Compared to Chen Bei, Lyi Qingyan naturally believed what Deng Lun said. If Chen Bei really had the ability, he would not marry into the Lyi family and become the useless son-in-law of countless people.
Deng Lun curled his lips in disdain and looked at Lyi Qingyan. His tone was full of regret, "Qingyan, I feel sorry for you. Look at what kind of husband you found. Even if he is your son-in-law, he should still be like a man! "And what the hell is he?"
Li Xianghan, who had been silent for a long time, opened her mouth and tried to lighten the atmosphere." It's just a bottle of red wine. There's no need to fuss about it. Why hurt your feelings? Eat and eat. "
Deng Lun crossed his arms and looked at Chen Bei with a sneer. "This is no longer about a bottle of red wine. He is the one who wants to show off. A person who doesn't even know how to taste red wine, yet he still wants to show off in front of others!"
"Ridiculous to the extreme." Suddenly, the calm Chen Bei's lips curved into a mysterious and profound smile. He looked at Deng Lun and slowly said, "Do you really know how to drink red wine?"
Chen Bei stared at Deng Lun. His deep gaze pierced through Deng Lun like a sharp sword. Deng Lun's body trembled and his body stiffened.
At that moment, Deng Lun had an illusion that he was being targeted by a peerless ferocious beast.
Deng Lun stared at Chen Bei with a gloomy expression. He seemed to have no secrets in front of Chen Bei.
Deng Lun felt that he had lost his confidence. How could he really understand wine? At most, he could only be considered a person who knew a little about the culture of red wine.
Chen Bei looked at Deng Lun. "Lafite produced in 1982 is indeed the best in red wine. The taste is excellent, but the Lafite produced in 1983 and the Lafite produced in 1982 are very similar. Even a wine tasting master can easily confuse the two. You used the Lafite produced in 1983 to pretend to be the Lafite in 1982. Are you qualified to say that you are a superior person? "
Chen Bei's voice was not loud, but everyone present could clearly hear him. Lyi Qingyan's expression changed slightly, while Lyi Yang thought about it.
"Lafite from 1993? Are you insulting me? " Will I give it to Uncle Lyi? " Deng Lun was stunned at first, but then he smiled coldly. This was a naked insult to him!
"In Lafite, the taste was rich and gentle since 1982. It was rich and rich. It was elegant and long. "Although Lefay, produced in 1983, is also the best, the whole thing is dry and sour. This bottle of Lefay is obviously used by the upper class to fool outsiders. Chen Bei spoke with a calm and indifferent tone. As if stating an indisputable fact.
Deng Lun sneered, "You are still pretending. If it wasn't for Uncle Lyi, I would have exposed you, a bumpkin, for pretending to be elegant."
Lyi Qingyan frowned and looked at Chen Bei, "The taste of red wine needs to be slowly tasted. You drank so much just now, how could you tell that it was 1983?"
Chen Bei smiled faintly and did not explain. He drank the red wine as water just now because he had already determined the age of the wine when he smelled the strong fragrance of the wine.
He was too familiar with wine. When he was in France, there was a period of depression. He drank the 1982 Lafite as water. There was even a time when he was drunk and used it to take a bath.
Chen Bei was more familiar with the fragrance of the wine than anyone else. Therefore, he had already determined that it was not the 1982 Lafite.
Chen Bei looked at Lyi Yang. "If I remember correctly, every Michelin three-star chef is very proficient in food ingredients. They are very skilled in wine tasting. It would be better to let them taste this Lafite. It would be easy for them to determine if this is the Lafite produced in 1982. "
"This..." Lyi Qingyan's delicate face flashed. She frowned and stared at Chen Bei. She did not understand what Chen Bei wanted to do.
If he really wanted to show off, he also needed to be moderate. Wasn't he forcing her to a dead end now?
When the truth was revealed, how was he going to end this!?
"Alright, today I'll let you, a bumpkin, know what shamelessness is!" Deng Lun agreed immediately, afraid that Chen Bei would go back on his words.
He trusted these two bottles of wine. These were wine that he had spent a lot of money to transport from France. Today, he was going to make this poor guy who did not know what was good for him lose face.
He also wanted to let Lyi Qingyan see what would happen to the useless husband that she had blindly chosen!
The air suddenly froze. The banquet was silent. After a moment, Lyi Yang nodded. "Since that's the case, pour some and send it to the kitchen. Just treat it as increasing some knowledge."
Soon, a few bottles of empty wine glasses were broken out of the kitchen. A servant whispered in Lyi Yang's ear.
After Lyi Yang heard that, he laughed and said, "Alright, the results are not important. Hurry up and eat."
Chen Bei nodded. "Yes. If we tell everyone the result, it will not do us any good. It will be the worst outcome if we leave unhappily."
"No, Uncle Lyi. It's better to announce the result so that some people will know who is the layman." Deng Lun suddenly interrupted with a tough tone.
Lyi Yang looked at Deng Lun meaningfully and said slowly, "Deng Lun, do you really want to know the results?"
"Of course." Deng Lun smiled confidently and looked at Chen Bei. "Because some country bumpkins don't know their own limits. They don't even know how to drink red wine. I don't know where they read some books, but they started to pretend to be superior."
Lyi Yang sighed. He raised his head and looked at Deng Lun meaningfully. He said, "Little Lun, those Michelin 3-star chefs in the kitchen drank these glasses of wine. Their evaluation results said that these were Lafite from 1983."
Lyi Yang's words made the dinner quiet down.
The sinister smile on Deng Lun's face suddenly froze. His expression changed and he refuted in disbelief, "Impossible! This can't be Lafite from 1993!"
"This is the result of their unanimous agreement." Lyi Yang glanced at Chen Bei with surprise in his eyes.
Lyi Qingyan's pretty face froze. She looked at Chen Bei in disbelief.
"Lafite was produced in 1982 and was of excellent quality. In addition, there was a drought that year, which caused the production rate to decrease. However, due to the lack of water, the sugar level increased. " That year, Lefay's production rate was very low, but the quality was very high. "Although the grapes cultivated in 1983 were also of excellent quality, they were still far from being as good as the ones produced in 1983."
At this moment, a voice entered everyone's ears. Chen Bei said casually, "This history is familiar to every Frenchman. Don't you know?"
"That's impossible!" Lyi Yang's words made Deng Lun's face burn. He could not believe it. He spent a sky-high price to win Uncle Lyi's favor so that he could get close to Lyi Qingyan again, but he did not expect to be exposed by this bumpkin!
" You still don't believe me? "If you can speak French, you should know that the words written on the bottle of Lafite are common sense. "Unless others treat you as a fool."
Deng Lun grabbed the bottle of Lafite and took a closer look. He found that there was a line of small numbers written on the bottle. However, how many people would care about this kind of detail that everyone knew?
Chen Bei sighed. "So, if you don't understand, you can learn slowly, but you pretend to be knowledgeable. What's the point?"
Chen Bei's words made Deng Lun lose face. His face was burning. He wanted to disappear immediately.
"Uncle Lyi, I still have something to do. I'm leaving now." Deng Lun gritted his teeth and suddenly stood up. He rushed out of the villa.
After Deng Lun left, Lyi Qingyan looked at Chen Bei. Chen Bei's performance just now made her satisfied and curious.
In her opinion, Chen Bei was just a good-for-nothing. She did not expect that he would be able to tell her so much about Lafite today.
At that time, Chen Bei did not look like a lazy hooligan at all. In Lyi Qingyan's eyes, he looked more like a gentleman.
Lyi Qingyan still did not understand whether what Chen Bei said was true or not. She always had a feeling. Chen Bei didn't seem to be lying.
At this moment, Lyi Yang suddenly opened his mouth and looked at Chen Bei. He laughed and said, "Do you know French?"
Chen Bei replied calmly, "I know a thing or two."
"As far as I know, not many people in China know small languages like French. What's more, from what I just said, you know a lot about red wine?"
A deep look flashed in Lyi Yang's eyes. There was a trace of probing in his words. At the dinner party, Chen Bei's performance just now had surprised him. As a tycoon in the business world of Huhai, he naturally couldn't help but probe again.
"My friend and I used to work in a hotel near the Lafite winery in France, so we know some general knowledge about Lafite. " I didn't like him. He was obviously bullying my woman, so I said a few words. "
Lyi Yang nodded thoughtfully. Lyi Qingyan blushed and kicked Chen Bei lightly with her long legs under the table.
Because Chen Bei humiliated that annoying Deng Lun, Lyi Qingyan felt that Chen Bei was not that annoying anymore.
Lyi Yang nodded and dispelled his probing towards Chen Bei, "Seeing how you like my Qingyan so much, I am relieved."
"Dad!" Lyi Qingyan's expression changed and she called out in a sweet voice.
Lyi Yang ignored Lyi Qingyan's attitude and said warmly to Chen Bei, "Chen Bei, you have been married to my daughter for a few months. Do you have to change your way of addressing me?"
Chen Bei immediately reacted. He chuckled and called out respectfully, "Dad."
Lyi Yang nodded. "From now on, I'll call you Xiao Chen. Come, eat."
Lyi Yang picked up a piece of black pepper beef and placed it in Chen Bei's bowl. Lyi Qingyan was extremely depressed as she laid on the table and glared at Chen Bei. It was as if this guy had a big grudge with her.
Chen Bei ignored Lyi Qingyan's cold and murderous gaze and kept trying to curry favor with Lyi Yang. After all, he was his father-in-law. How could Chen Bei not please him?
After the dinner, the family sat in the living room. They were watching TV on the large and luxurious sofa.
Chen Bei attentively peeled apples for Lyi Qingyan's parents, while Lyi Qingyan stood beside him and watched TV angrily. The plan that she had planned in her heart had completely failed.
"Little Chen, I heard that Qingyan was attacked by an assassin today?" Lyi Yang suddenly remembered and asked.
"Yes, but Qingyan is not in danger..." Chen Bei had just opened his mouth when Lyi Qingyan interrupted him, "Nothing! It is all rumors!"
"Qingyan, don't interrupt Xiao Chen." Lyi Yang looked at Lyi Qingyan and Lyi Qingyan glared at Chen Bei, telling him not to say anything.
"Dad, don't worry. I will protect Lyi Qingyan with my life." Just as Chen Bei finished speaking, Lyi Qingyan snorted coldly and rushed into the bedroom with her sandals.
Lyi Qingyan felt Chen Bei was the most shameless person in the world. He had clearly abandoned her at the most dangerous moment and ran away, but now he was taking credit for it.
Chen Bei followed closely and pushed open the door to enter the bedroom. He saw Lyi Qingyan with her back to him.
"Qingyan..." Chen Bei was just about to reach out his hand when Lyi Qingyan suddenly grabbed his arm. She turned around and gave him a beautiful and fierce shoulder throw.
Who would have thought that Dragon King, who was famous across the sea, would be so famous? Chen Bei, who had made a name for himself under the cover of countless guns, fell to the ground in a sorry state.