Chapter 8: The ring was bought at the entrance of elementary school and worn casually for fun.
After leaving the Shi family home, Shi Yang drove directly to the airport.
Lu gently sent her the flight number.
Her plane was about to land.
On the way, I also received a call from Qin Lan.
Qin Lan's tone was full of concern: "Yangyang, I heard you were kidnapped the day before yesterday. What exactly happened? Were you hurt?"
Shi Yang made up a random excuse to brush it off, without mentioning Ji Jinyu and Shi Yue.
Qin Lan said with lingering fear, "Kidnappers these days are too brazen. They'll do anything for money. You kid, you didn't even tell me when you came back last time."
She rolled the car window down a little: "I didn't say anything because I was afraid you would worry."
Qin Lan: "Yangyang, remember, no matter what, the Ji family will always be your support. If you have any problems, you must tell your mother."
Shi Yang felt a warmth in her heart: "Yes, I understand, thank you, Mom."
Lu Qingqing's flight was delayed by an hour.
Shi Yang found a coffee shop and sat there for a while. When it was almost time, she got up and walked towards the arrivals gate.
She lowered her head to reply to Lu Qingqing's message that she had landed safely.
Without realizing it, she bumped into a man next to her who was carrying luggage in one hand and playing on his phone in the other.
The man's phone flew out.
It fell to the ground, and the screen shattered into pieces, turning into a spiderweb pattern.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Xie Ran angrily picked up her phone: "Can't you watch where you're going?"
When he looked up, his words stopped abruptly, and his angry gaze turned into one of amazement.
Shi Yang said with deep remorse, "Sir, I will compensate you for your phone. How about you give me your contact information and I will buy you a brand new one, or I can transfer the money to you directly?"
Seeing that he didn't speak, Shi Yang called out a few more times, "Sir?"
Xie Ran snapped out of her daze and adopted a kind tone: "It's alright, it's still usable."
He swallowed hard. Had he been away for so long that he had no idea such a beauty existed in the capital?
He opened his phone, which was now a shredded mess, and scanned the QR code: "Let's exchange contact information."
Shi Yang didn't think much of it. The phone seemed to be working, but who knew what problems might arise when they got back?
She scanned his WeChat QR code and successfully added him as a friend.
"Please contact me if you have any further questions."
Xie Ran watched the retreating figure, his heart pounding.
This was just a minor incident, and Shi Yang didn't take it to heart at all.
She successfully reunited with the deer.
Lu gently gave her a big hug: "I missed you so much, my little darling. Did you miss me?"
Shi Yang laughed and pushed her away, deliberately saying with disdain, "How did you get so dark? Anyone who didn't know better would think you went to Africa."
Lu rolled her eyes lightly: "We journalists travel all over the world, it's normal to get tanned. Unlike you white-collar workers, who sit in the office all day, exposed to the wind and rain, keeping yourselves fair and delicate. Humph..."
"Okay, okay, I misspoke. Even if you're tanned, you're still the most uniquely tanned one... Come on, I've already booked a table. I'll give you a proper welcome dinner tonight."
"You said it, I won't leave until I'm drunk!"
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Original Color Club.
The lights were dazzling, and the heavy metal music was deafening.
The air was filled with the smells of various alcohols and cigarettes.
Amidst the swirling smoke, men and women swayed and relaxed on the dance floor.
Second floor VVVIP private room.
Several distinguished young men sat leisurely on the sofa, chatting casually.
"Why is Lao Xie so slow? He called us to get together so early, but he still hasn't arrived." Wen Huai'an complained on the phone, "That old bastard won't even answer the phone now."
"This kid is getting more and more arrogant, daring to make Pei Heng wait for him for so long."
In the very center of the sofa, the man lazily sank into the soft black leather sofa, his collar open, his posture extremely relaxed.
A lit cigarette is held between his fingertips; with a light tap, the ash falls silently. A clear, chilly wine glass rests between his thumb and forefinger; he swirls the amber liquid inside, the ice cubes clinking against the glass with a crisp sound.
Upon hearing this, Ji Peiheng chuckled and said, "Tell him that the beauty is ready, and he'll come over as fast as he can."
Wen Huai'an laughed heartily: "You know this old rascal best."
He sent Xie Ran a voice message: "Old Xie, they're all beautiful women. If you don't come soon, they'll all be off work."
The reply came almost instantly: "Wait for me!"
Less than five minutes after sending the message, Xie Ran burst into the private room and ordered Wen Huai'an, "Go. Help me bring my suitcase in."
Then she plopped down next to Ji Peiheng and put her arm around his shoulder: "Brother, I've missed you so much."
Ji Peiheng disgustedly pushed him away: "I'm not a woman, I can't satisfy you, missing me is useless."
Wen Huai'an clapped his hands, and a group of beautiful women immediately entered through the door, calling out, "Don't just stand there, pour some wine."
"Don't say I don't take care of you, I've prepared everything for you."
Xie Ran glanced at them and then looked away: "They're all just ordinary, common women."
Wen Huai'an raised an eyebrow: "What stunning beauty did you meet abroad? Your standards have gotten so high."
Xie Ran waved his hand mysteriously: "It's not abroad, it's in China, just now."
Wen Huai'an assumed he was just bragging and didn't press the matter further. He raised his glass and said, "Tonight is not only a welcome dinner for you, but also a celebration for our brother to end his single life."
Speaking of this, Xie Ran still found it unbelievable: "Brother, you're really married?"
Wen Huai'an: "Do you think the ring on his hand is something he bought at the gate of elementary school and wore for fun?"
On the man's long, slender ring finger, a silver wedding ring was prominently displayed.
The beautiful woman pouring wine for Ji Peiheng's eyes fell on his fingers, and she was subconsciously shocked. He was actually married?
She noticed the man with such an outstanding demeanor as soon as she entered, so she immediately chose to serve him.
If she gets noticed, she'll rise to the top in one fell swoop.
I never expected that he would get married at such a young age.
She couldn't help but wonder what kind of woman could marry such a man.
He asked in a soft voice, "You must be very beautiful, madam."
Someone nearby jeered, "You're prettier than me."
The beautiful woman asked expectantly, "Really?"
Wen Huai'an scoffed: "Don't listen to them. Even if you turned the whole capital upside down, you wouldn't find anyone prettier than his wife. Tsk tsk, just look at Shi Yang's appearance, which man wouldn't be tempted?"
That blind fool Ji Jinyu.
Of course, he didn't dare say the second half of that sentence out loud.
The girl's initial excitement was instantly dashed, and she looked up, seeking confirmation from the man: "Really?"
Ji Peiheng unconsciously rubbed the wedding ring on his finger, letting out a soft "hmm".
Xie Ran snorted coldly: "So what if you're good-looking? You're still someone else's leftovers. My brother can tolerate it, but I can't. You're bullying my brother, aren't you?"
Cough cough cough.
Wen Huai'an kicked him twice under the table: "What are you saying?"
The private room fell silent instantly, and everyone glanced warily at the man in the middle.
Although no one dares to say it openly, it is indeed the case.
Wen Huai'an laughed it off: "What are you saying? Who would dare let our brother suffer any injustice? Let's drink, let's drink."
No one dared to agree.
Xie Ran realized he had said the wrong thing and raised his glass: "Brother, that's not what I meant..."
The man remained in the same position, leaning back calmly on the sofa, one hand resting on his forehead to block out some light, half of his face in shadow, making it impossible to see his expression.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Wen Huai'an ordered all the beauties in the private room to leave.
The woman who had been serving Ji Peiheng didn't move. She had just understood that he was forced to marry, and perhaps she still had a chance.
Ji Peiheng felt his clothes tighten and looked down.
A pitiful little face looked at him: "Sir, I don't want to leave. Can you take me with you?"
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