Chapter 58 Is he Qu He's husband?

The group of people who had been chattering away just moments before froze instantly upon seeing the person at the door.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, Qian Zhaoye, who had just walked in with Qiao Mian, overheard Si Yue's words clearly.

His hands, hanging by his sides, unconsciously clenched into fists, his gaze fixed on Qu He's face, a dark undercurrent surging in his eyes.

Qu He got married?

When did this happen?

Qiao Mian saw all his emotions. Her smile remained, but she clenched her teeth tightly.

Qiao Mian had changed out of the pink dress she had just worn, and was now wearing a deep champagne-colored fitted long dress that perfectly outlined her pregnant belly.

The gazes around them suddenly became subtle, shifting back and forth between Qiao Mian's belly and Qu He's calm face.

There was curiosity, sympathy, and also a sense of wanting to see a good show.

Qiao Mian exhaled calmly, gently climbed onto Qian Zhaoye's arm, and said sweetly, "Zhaoye, the principal just said he wanted to take a picture with you, let's go over there quickly."

As she spoke, her eyes glanced defiantly at Qu He, then she linked arms with Qian Zhaoye and walked past her.

Si Yue frowned as she watched, muttering bad things about Qiao Mian.

After the two people had walked away, she leaned close to Qu He's ear and asked, "Senior, don't you think... Qiao Mian's face looks a little strange?"

She clicked her tongue. "I can't quite put my finger on it, it's just a familiar yet strange feeling, like I've seen her somewhere before, but also like I don't know her at all."

Qu He remained silent. In fact, she had this feeling when she saw Qiao Mian at the Qian family's house last time.

It's a familiar outline, yet there's always an inexplicable sense of unease about it; it's very strange.

She said casually, "Perhaps it's because I'm pregnant, that's why I'm different from before."

Si Yue nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Just then, her college roommate walked over. Si Yue greeted Qu He and then left.

After Si Yue left, Qu He sat alone in a corner of the side hall, thinking she would stay a little longer before leaving.

The banquet hall was filled with the mingled smells of perfume, alcohol, and voices, creating a stuffy and unsettling atmosphere.

Qu He put down her wine glass and went to the outer balcony for some fresh air.

A cool evening breeze brushed against her cheeks, and she had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard footsteps behind her.

She turned around instinctively, only to be met with a pair of familiar eyes.

Qian Zhaoye leaned against the balcony door with one hand in his pocket, his gaze fixed on her, his eyes complex, with a stubbornness she couldn't understand.

Qu He's heart sank suddenly. She turned to leave, but her wrist was suddenly gripped.

"Let me go!"

She used too much force, and after breaking free, her body staggered backward a few steps due to inertia. Fortunately, she managed to steady herself by grabbing the door frame in time.

She looked at Qian Zhaoye warily, her eyes cold.

Qian Zhaoye's gaze lingered on her face for a long time.

She seems different after only a few days, yet she seems the same at the same time.

The bright light in her eyes was exactly the same as when they first met, but it was something he hadn't seen in the past few years.

Qian Zhaoye felt a pang of sadness involuntarily.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Just now... you said you were married, what did you mean?"

Qu He rolled her eyes, too lazy to even give any extra expression, just wanting to leave as soon as possible.

Qian Zhaoye was so angry at her appearance that his veins throbbed: "Can you stop looking like that?"

Qu He glanced at him, her eyes practically overflowing with mockery.

Qian Zhaoye took a deep breath, trying to suppress his anger, and softened his tone, "I know you said you wanted to get married in anger. I've already discussed it with my family, and I'll divorce Qiao Mian after she gives birth to the child."

He stepped forward. "Originally, I wanted to announce our marriage at the celebration party. That video was an accident, and marrying Qiao Mian was just a temporary measure. Wait for me for another year, Ahe. I will definitely marry you in a year."

Hearing this, Qu He felt as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Qian Zhaoye, are you mistaken? We've been broken up for a long time. Who you want to marry or divorce is none of my business."

“Ahe…”

"Don't call me Ahe! You heard me right, I am indeed married."

Qian Zhaoye paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, his eyes full of disbelief: "I don't believe it. Qu He, how could you just let go of our seven-year relationship like that? You can't fool me."

Looking at his self-deceiving appearance, Qu He felt it was absurd and pathetic: "Believe it or not, it's up to you. Consider those seven years as if I fed them to the dogs."

Qian Zhaoye's smile froze instantly.

He never expected to hear such heartless words from Qu He's mouth, and his chest ached with a tightness.

His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He had just taken a step forward when Qu He suddenly retreated as if she were dodging a monster.

"Don't come any closer!" she warned. "My husband will be angry if he finds out."

"Enough!"

Qian Zhaoye could no longer hold back and roared out.

"Don't say things like that again, it makes me feel uncomfortable."

Qu He glanced at him speechlessly.

Trying to reason with him is like casting pearls before swine.

At least a cow would moo when it hears this, but he would just go crazy.

Qu He was too lazy to waste any more words, so she took advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, turned around and quickly walked out.

As soon as I got back to the banquet hall, my phone vibrated.

It was a message from Zhuang Bieyan: 【The flowers have arrived.】

Qu He paused slightly, then replied: "But I'm not home right now."

He replied almost instantly: "At the south gate of the auditorium."

Qu He was stunned. How did he know she was here?

Just as I was wondering, a new message popped up: "[Your phone received a push notification for your school's anniversary livestream, and I saw you in it.]"

So that's how it is.

Qu He was puzzled. Zhuang Bieyan wasn't from their school, so how did he end up watching this live stream?

Just then, my phone rang. It was a call from the florist, saying they had arrived at the south gate of the auditorium.

Qu He quickly walked towards the door.

In a corner not far behind her, Qiao Mian watched her back and then glanced at the balcony.

My chest felt like it was blocked by a sponge, and a nameless fire surged up, almost suffocating me.

She heard the entire conversation clearly; Qian Zhaoye still hadn't let go of Qu He!

She watched the figure disappear around the corner, made up her mind, and followed after him.

Under the streetlights at the south gate of the auditorium, a man in a gray work jacket is holding a bouquet of flowers.

Qiao Mian stood under a tree by the South Gate Road and saw Qu He run over and take the flowers from the man's hand with a smile.

She unconsciously widened her eyes.

Qu He actually got married?

She moved a little closer and took another look at the man in the light of the streetlamp.

Her facial features were unremarkable, her clothes were ordinary, and there was nothing eye-catching about her. She would be the kind of person you wouldn't notice in a crowd.

She unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn down.

They picked such a mediocre guy, could it be to deliberately annoy Qian Zhaoye?

She immediately felt worried again.

If Qu He is coaxed back by Qian Zhaoye's words, wouldn't all her efforts be in vain?

No! She absolutely will not allow such a thing to happen.

Watching Qu He walk towards the parking lot with the flowers in her hands, Qiao Mian narrowed her eyes and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

The banquet was drawing to a close.

Qu He sat in the corner, looking at the chat history on her phone.

She just sent Zhuang Bieyan the message, "I have received the flowers."

But there was no reply from the other end for a long time.

She glanced at the time and decided to leave early.

But as soon as they reached the entrance of the banquet hall, they bumped into Qian Zhaoye and Qiao Mian, who were being escorted out by a group of people.