Chapter 128 I Don’t Like Deception
"Guess."
Jian Mo immediately looked at the street next to her. It wasn't the way back to Mingyuan. She closed her eyes and thought, "Heaven on Earth? You promised me you wouldn't go there again. Are you attached to the busty girls there? Did you break your promise? Huo Qichen, why are you like this? I really misjudged you..."
"Shut up." Huo Qi Chen couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted her nonsense.
Jian Mo choked, "That's Wenhua, I have to deal with social events again. I won't be a firefighter this time. The work is very tiring, unless you pay me double the salary."
She was very talkative when she wanted to. Huo Qichen curled his lips when he heard her and suddenly asked, "Where were you a few nights ago?"
Jian Mo clutched her heart, having a bad feeling. She pretended to be stupid: "Don't I stay with you every night?"
"There was an accident at the construction site, the day I went to the hospital."
The effect was immediate. Jian Mo almost suffocated in the oppressive atmosphere. She never expected that Huo Qi Chen actually knew about it. How did he know?
"I had dinner with colleagues from the design department and then went home. You know about this."
In fact, Jian Mo knew it was over when she said it, but she couldn't think of a better way to cover it up.
Huo Qi Chen liked to smoke when he was upset. He took out a cigarette box, tore off the film on it, took out a cigarette but didn't smoke it in a hurry. He just put it under his nose and sniffed it repeatedly, staring at her meaningfully.
He didn't say anything, and Jian Mo couldn't help but test it: "Didn't you bring fire? I did."
Then she pulled a lighter from her bag. Having tried to light a cigarette a few times before, she had developed a habit. She drew the light and approached him, but Huo Qichen ducked, leaving her empty-handed.
The firelight danced on the man's face, illuminating his brow bones, so firm and heroic.
Jian Mo was afraid of him and respected him.
"Huo Qichen..."
He put away his cigarette and didn't smoke it. "I don't like deception. This won't happen again."
He didn't say it explicitly, but he knew what was on Jian Mo's mind. She felt empty inside. She had done nothing wrong, but she felt very sorry for him and her heart was full of grievances.
She didn't say anything, not knowing what to say. Huo Qichen looked like he probably didn't want to hear any explanation.
The destination is really Wenhua.
Huo Qichen had a social engagement, and this time there were no busty models. There were only a few middle-aged men sitting in the main seats, gathered around the table, with dishes placed one after another in front of them.
One of the men was Director Liang of the Jinxiu City project. "Qi Chen, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Huo Qichen took off his coat and handed it to Jian Mo, saying with a half-smile: "The road is congested."
There were two tables in the box, one for men and one for women. They seemed to be their accompanying family members, and they looked very well-dressed and wealthy.
Jian Mo guessed that this social event would not be too serious.
"Go and say hello to all the ladies." Huo Qi Chen whispered, the smile on his lips not being sincere.
Jian Mo hesitated for a moment, and could only walk over. One of the plump women quickly stood up to greet her: "I heard a few days ago that Qi Chen was married. I didn't expect it to be true. Mrs. Huo is so beautiful. I finally get to see her."
A group of women were playing cards. They didn't have many chips and were all looking at Jian Mo.
"Nice to meet you, please take care of me." She forced a smile, which seemed a little out of place.
The woman looked arrogant and said, "Just call me Mrs. Liang. I don't think I've ever met Mrs. Huo. Are you from an outsider?"
Outsider... Jian Mo guessed the meaning of this word in her heart, "I guess so, just call me Jian Mo."
A woman laughed, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, but no comment.
Huo Qichen was talking to them about something, and he mentioned the construction site in his remarks. He should be dealing with the aftermath of Jinxiu City. After three rounds of drinks, the men were all slightly tipsy.
Jian Mo played cards with the ladies, but she was not good at it and always made mistakes. When they saw her flustered, they mocked her even more. She took a deep breath and held back her emotions.
"Okay, Mrs. Huo is a good woman. She thought she was just like you guys, idle all day with nothing to do. Let's stop playing." Mrs. Liang smiled and came to the rescue, then looked at Jian Mo: "Why don't you tell us how you and Mr. Huo got together? We all want to hear it."
Jian Mo opened her mouth and glanced at Huo Qichen. He had no intention of helping out and was holding a cigarette between his fingers.
At this moment, someone whispered, "Isn't it just a mistress taking over? While the Miss Wen is away from home, I don't know where they got the nerve to get married."
The atmosphere froze for a moment, and Jian Mo's face turned red and blue. One of the men at the main table quickly tried to smooth things over, "What do you know, little girl? Don't talk nonsense if you don't know. Mr. Huo, don't take it to heart."
Looking at Huo Qichen again, he just took a puff of cigarette and said, "It's okay."
The only one who was humiliated was Jian Mo. Her eyes were dry and she put down the cards she was holding tightly in her hand, "I'm not a mistress."
This was so direct that everyone was at a loss for words. After a moment, another woman said, "It's up to you to figure it out."
The moment the tears fell, the door of the box was pushed open from the outside, and a voice broke in, "Mrs. Qian, I heard you say this from a long way away. I'm not happy if you say this."
It was Zhou Liangqi. He was wearing a bright suit today, still looking casual and with a bright smile.
"Mr. Zhou..."
Jian Mo was surprised and looked at Huo Qichen again. He didn't look up, tasted the food in the bowl, seemed to find it unpalatable, and vomited.
"Everyone in Haicheng knows that I like Yuanyuan. I'm really unhappy that you put the blame on Qi Chen." Zhou Liangqi sat down frankly, leaning on the table with one hand, with only Jian Mo in his eyes.
Mrs. Qian seemed to have just remembered this and nodded repeatedly: "I was reckless."
But only the parties present knew that Zhou Liangqi was expressing his love for Wen Yuan on the surface, but in fact he was quietly removing the label of Jian Mo's mistress.
Such thoughtfulness. Jian Mo did not feel grateful, and she became even more panicked.
Huo Qichen poured a glass of wine and said, "Liang Qi is late today, so he has to be punished."
"I am a lone man, unlike all of you who have families. Please let me go." Zhou Liangqi smiled nonchalantly and refused silently.
"You're joking, Mr. Zhou. You're such a romantic person. If you want to find someone, there's no shortage of people. If you really can't find someone, my lady likes to be a matchmaker. You can ask her to introduce you." Someone interrupted with a smile.
"What kind of things are there?"
“All kinds.”
"Do you have this model, Mrs. Huo?"
The entire box fell silent. Jian Mo took a deep breath and wished he could kill this man.
Huo Qichen finally turned his head and glanced at her, "Liang Qi seems to be particularly fond of my wife. If Wen Yuan knew, she would scold you for changing your heart."
"Distant water can't quench a nearby fire. I have to take care of myself." Zhou Liangqi smiled and drank the glass of wine. "Qi Chen, if I want it, will you give it to me?"
There was a long silence, Huo Qichen never spoke, and his attitude was hard to understand.
Jian Mo couldn't stay there any longer, so she found an excuse to go to the bathroom. She turned on the faucet and splashed some water on her face.
This was the first time she felt what true humiliation was.
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