Chapter 16

She didn't leave the bar all day.

It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that Qiao's father called on time. Just by listening to the call, you could tell that the person on the other end of the phone was in a bad mood. The cold voice made everyone present quiet down.

Even the heavy metal music was put on pause.

"When will you be back?" the man asked.

The tone was firm and could not be ignored.

This is the consistent speaking style of those in higher positions.

Compared to the silence of the others, Qiao seemed much calmer. She glanced at the time and said, "Half past eleven."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up without hesitation.

This smooth and flowing movement left the others stunned.

Cheng Feng was the one who reacted quickly. He looked at her and said, "It's rare to see Sister Ye being so straightforward these days. Sister Ye's upbringing was always strict, but I didn't expect it to be this strict."

Joe also did not deny it.

What she didn't say was that even if she had just said she would be back at five in the morning, Mr. Qiao wouldn't say anything.

But if she didn't return home at five in the morning, the matter would be reported to her mother immediately.

She didn't want to worry her mother, so she usually went back at the time she said.

This also indirectly led to her strong sense of time.

I will not go back on my words easily, and of course I will not allow others to go back on their words.

"Alright, alright. Since Miss Qiao is going back, we'll meet again sometime."

Joe nodded, then finished the wine in his glass, put it on the table, put on his coat and walked out.

"Hey, sister Ye, how about I take you back?"

Having said that, Cheng Feng wanted to follow her and leave.

But as soon as he stood up, he was stopped by Qiao Ye.

"I finally get out once, you can play here. I have other things to do."

"Okay then. Sister Ye, please be safe on the road."

Qiao also came out of the box, but instead of leaving immediately, he found a secluded corner, took out a cigarette and lit it.

At this time, it was pitch black outside.

But soon, she realized something was wrong.

Because this place happened to be the women's restroom, she was standing at the restroom door smoking.

So if there was any noise in the bathroom, she could hear it clearly.

“You…what are you doing…”

"Be good, just for a moment..."

"Uh... well..."

Ambiguous voices came one after another.

At first she thought it was just some young people having a passionate time late at night, but after hearing what happened next, she felt something was wrong.

Because neither of their voices seems to be male.

Joe also took the cigarette out of his mouth and paused.

There is still half a cigarette left. It is not right to smoke it, nor is it right not to smoke it.

She was silent for a moment, threw away the cigarette in her hand, and was about to leave.

But the door inside the toilet was pushed open.

A woman with big wavy wine-red hair came out.

Wash your hands slowly and methodically.

Seeing her in the mirror, he smiled and said, "You look unfamiliar, little girl. You probably haven't been here often."

Qiao Ye: "Yeah. Haven't been back for a long time."

"I see..." The woman nodded.

At this time, a girl came out from inside.

The girl lowered her head, walked to the woman's side, and began to wash her hands.

Qiao also keenly noticed that the girl's breathing was not stable, or at least a little rapid. Thinking about what had just happened, she seemed to know who made the sound inside.

But she has no interest in other people's privacy.

Before she left, a woman's voice came over, "Smoke less. Especially Shahua's cigarettes."

This sentence piqued Qiao Ye's curiosity, "Do you know this kind of cigarette?"

"Of course. After all, you can't necessarily buy this kind of cigarette even if you have money."

People who can recognize this kind of cigarette are generally not people to be messed with.

Qiao was also well aware of this matter, so her tone became polite, "That's right."

She didn't think this person was just here to chat up.

But the next second, she saw the woman reach out and seem to wipe the girl's face.

Their actions didn't seem like those of two people on good terms, more like...

couple.

When these two words appeared in her mind, her pupils suddenly shrank, because she had never thought that such a situation would happen.

Now, she just feels like a light bulb.

After a while, the woman seemed to realize that there was another person nearby.

But she didn't care at all, and she took the girl's hand and prepared to walk out.

Halfway through the walk, she stopped and turned around. "I remember where I've seen you before. You must be Qiao Yang's daughter."

Although it is a question, it is expressed in an affirmative tone.

Qiao was also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Do you know my father?"

The woman scoffed, "Who in the entire capital doesn't know your father?"

After saying that, she left.

When the woman's figure had disappeared from her sight, Qiao remembered that she had forgotten to ask her who she was.

She frowned and thought for a while, but still couldn't find any memory of the other person in her memory.

To the point that she began to doubt whether she had really seen her.

Before she could figure it out, she saw a car downstairs sway out of the corner of her eye.

Then I thought that I still had to go back.

So he picked up the key, went to the underground garage, drove out, and drove straight home.

She always managed her time very well. When she was still some distance away from home, she saw that the house was brightly lit.

The car stopped at the door, he opened it and walked in.

The clock on the wall showed exactly half past eleven.

Not a penny more, not a penny less.

But as soon as she entered the door, she saw a man sitting on the sofa. He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and holding today's evening paper in his hand. It seemed that he had been waiting for her here for a long time.

From the moment she entered the room, she didn't even glance over there. She took her clothes and went straight to her room.

As I reached the door of the room, someone called me.

"stop."

Joe also stopped, turned his back to him, and waited for his next words.

"Do you remember why you came to the capital?"

"Remember." The girl scoffed, "I'm here for the party."

"Just don't forget. If you really want to get together with your friends, staying in the capital is also a good choice."

"No need for that. Good friends don't need to spend time together to maintain a close bond."

"I'm just giving you an idea. It's up to you whether to choose it or not."

Joe didn't say anything, but left the living room and the door was quickly closed.

It was like an invisible wall separating the two of them.

Uncle Zhang looked at the girl's back and frowned slightly worriedly, "The young lady..."

"Aren't you familiar with her personality?" The man brought out a small bowl of coffee from the coffee machine and took a sip.

"But Miss is eighteen years old after all..."

Before he could finish his words, the man's cell phone rang.

The two people looked at the phone screen at the same time.

Seeing the notes above, Uncle Zhang looked even more worried.

Qiao Yang immediately understood what he meant. He glanced disdainfully at his vibrating phone and asked, "Uncle Zhang, do you think our Qiao family needs to rely on marriage alliances to maintain its status?"

"But marriage...is the best option right now."

"That depends on her own luck. But in my opinion, families that need marriage to maintain their status are the weakest. As long as I, Qiao Yang, live, my daughter will never choose to marry into a family."

After saying that, the man walked upstairs with the coffee cup in hand.

Only Uncle Zhang was left standing there and sighing.

He was tidying up the evening papers on the table.

What he didn't say was that the gentleman spent a full four hours that night reading the first edition of the newspaper.

There is such an awkward atmosphere between this father and daughter that even the Jade Emperor cannot do anything about it.

*

Joe also rolled back and forth on the bed, but no matter what position he tried, he couldn't fall asleep.

In desperation, she got up from the bed, rubbed her hair that looked like a chicken coop, and walked into the bathroom.

Prepare to take a shower and then continue to feel sleepy.

But when she saw herself in the bathroom mirror, everything she had seen at the bar tonight came back to her mind.

She opened her mouth and her face gradually turned red.

Her mouth felt dry, so she took some cold water in an attempt to calm herself down, but it was no use.

But after taking a bath, she fell asleep quickly.

But this dream made her blush, and some hazy atmosphere kept flashing through her mind, and there was even someone whose face she couldn't see clearly standing next to her.

The blood in her body began to boil, and she couldn't help but wonder what went wrong.

Suddenly opening his eyes, Qiao also sat up from the bed with a "thump", and a trickle of cold sweat seeped out of his head.

But the temperature inside is not high.

She gasped for breath, her eyes filled with shock that she herself had not expected.

I felt hot and wet from head to toe, especially the throbbing coming from the depths of my soul.

She turned her head, crawled to the head of the bed, and found her cell phone. The time on it showed: It was 3:30 in the morning.

No one had messaged her except the group at the bar.

She got out of bed and went into the bathroom again.

When she came out again, she was completely dry.

But after taking this bath, she no longer felt sleepy at all.

"What a terrible night." Joe also cursed.

It was not for any other reason, but just because she saw the atmosphere between the two women at night. That scene was like a seed that was planted in her heart.

Once the seeds are planted, it is only a matter of time before they take root and sprout.

And the bizarre dream she just had was just like this.

She originally thought there was no other protagonist, but when the story was about to end, she saw the other person's face.

It was someone she had never expected - Pei Qing.

This is what makes Qiao Ye most depressed. She supports her chin, sits by the window, and looks at the moon in the sky.

Damn, this is so annoying.

Never mind, just give her a call.