My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce - Chapter 646 - Chapter 646: Chapter 646 "Good Friend" Xie Xingchen

Chapter 646: Chapter 646 “Good Friend” Xie Xingchen

Seeing his confusion, Qiao Yin laughed and introduced herself, “My name is Qiao Yin. I’m friends with Yan Xi. She helped connect us so I could buy your car before. We even added each other on WeChat!”

Xie Xingchen was even more bewildered. He blinked, looking towards Lu Yanxi.

He and Lu Yanxi had only met once before, they had no close relationship, let alone contact information. Where on earth did Lu Yanxi get the connection, car deal, and WeChat add from?

Seeing Xie Xingchen looking at her, Lu Yanxi’s scalp tingled. She desperately tried to signal him with her eyes, nodding almost imperceptibly to urge him to play along.

Seeing her like this, how could Xie Xingchen not realize that something was up?

He put on a calm face and laughed, playing along, “Oh, it’s you! Nice to meet you again!”

Lu Lingche, sitting at their side, coldly stared at the two shaking hands, his tone not exactly friendly: “Have you finished shaking hands?”

From Lu Lingche’s tone, Xie Xingchen picked up on his displeasure, rapidly retracted his hand, and took a half step back, looking deferential towards Lu Lingche.

Out of gratitude, Qiao Yin immediately invited Xie Xingchen, “Mr. Xie, why not join us? I still owe you a favor!”

Xie Xingchen instinctively looked at Lu Lingche, seeing the coldness in his face, he hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to accept or decline Qiao Yin’s invitation.

It was clear that Lu Lingche had come to the bar tonight for Qiao Yin. If Xie Xingchen turned down the invitation, wouldn’t that mean that Lu Lingche had come for nothing?

But if he did accept Qiao Yin’s invite, he guessed that Lu Lingche might beat him to a pulp afterwards.

In this dilemma, Lu Yanxi spoke up, “Second Brother, Xingchen, please join us! With you guys around, no one will dare to bother us!”

Saying this, she moved forward and tugged on Lu Lingche’s clothing.

Lu Lingche looked at her and sat down beside Qiao Yin.

Lu Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to Xie Xingchen with a dazzling smile, “Xingchen, sit down! We are all good friends here, there’s no need to be so formal.”

Hearing Lu Yanxi call him by his first name as if they were close, Xie Xingchen revealed a smile to her, his tone somewhat strange, “I suppose I won’t be formal with my good friend then, Yan Xi.”

Just as he was about to sit down next to Lu Lingche, Lu Yanxi grabbed him, dragging him to sit by her side instead.

The young man she had shown no interest in before was pushed to the other side.

Chen Yuan was pushed to the outermost side, seeing Xie Xingchen and Lu Yanxi sitting so close, he felt a strange discomfort in his heart.

But he didn’t have a voice here and could only grip his glass, looking elsewhere.

At the moment, Lu Yanxi did not have Chen Yuan in mind. She dare not speak loudly, for fear that Qiao Yin would hear them. However, if she spoke too softly, the music would drown her out. She had no choice but to lean close to Xie Xingchen’s ear and whisper, “Add me on WeChat. Do it sneakily and don’t let Qiao Yin notice.”

She leaned so close that her warm breath tickled his ear, making Xie Xingchen slightly uncomfortable. He could even smell the alcohol on her breath and deduced that she had just had a Margarita cocktail.

He took out his phone, dimmed the screen, opened WeChat, showed the QR code, then laughed and handed it to Lu Yanxi, “Yan Xi, check out the car I just bought recently. What do you think?”

Lu Yanxi quickly scanned the QR code to add him as a friend, nodding appreciatively, “Not bad, really not bad. But you already have so many cars. You should stop buying or they’ll just collect dust at home. Then I’d have to help you sell them.”

The two of them talked so convincingly that Qiao Yin, who was unaware of the situation, didn’t even bother to look at Xie Xingchen’s phone, thinking they were indeed discussing cars.

She even inwardly admired that Lu Yanxi’s friend was as affluent as she had mentioned, with a surplus of cars at home.

Lu Lingche didn’t care what Lu Yanxi was up to. Seeing Qiao Yin’s flushed cheeks, he couldn’t help but ask her, “How much have you had to drink?”