Chapter 7: Can't Avoid
Tonight, the investment circle's charity dinner was very grand in scale, and the organizer had booked the largest seven-star hotel in Beijing.
But no matter how luxurious the things were, they could not catch Xie Peizhou's eye.
The only thing in his eyes was Wen Ci, who was wearing a swaying red dress.
He thought that at such a grand dinner, Wen Ci would be nervous and would always hold his wrist and depend on him.
But the reality was completely opposite to what he thought.
The little girl who once shivered while holding his arms on a rainy night is now wearing a red fishtail skirt and is at ease among the elite men who are drinking and chatting.
He watched her confidently and flamboyantly shaking hands with the men, chatting and laughing, clinking glasses and drinking.
It can be seen that this is not her first time attending such an occasion.
Xie Peizhou's breathing became tight and he couldn't breathe.
It felt like a huge stone was pressing on my heart.
What did she experience abroad in these five years?
He couldn't imagine how many foreigners had fallen for her in the past five years, and he couldn't even imagine how far she and her boyfriends had progressed.
Xie Peizhou's eyes darkened, and his index finger could feel the softness of Wen Ci's lips.
All kinds of sour and uncomfortable emotions mixed together with the alcohol, and he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her lips.
"Uncle!"
When he was about to touch her lips, Wen Ci cried out stiffly and quickly turned his head.
Xie Peizhou's back stiffened, and the alarm bell above his head made a deafening "bang".
My heart feels like it's being squeezed tighter and tighter by an invisible iron hand...
Wen Ci's voice was tense and hard: "Uncle, I am Wen Ci, not Song Wanqing."
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After the dinner, Wen Ci sent the drunk Xie Peizhou back to Yu Shui Bay.
She asked the driver to wait for her for ten minutes and went back to her bedroom on the third floor to pack her things. Actually, it was nothing, Wen Ci just took away her diary from five years ago and a love letter that she hadn't had time to send.
"Lingyun Hotel."
Wen Ci opened the back door, bent down, got in, and closed the door.
The driver slowly started the car and drove towards the destination.
In the rearview mirror, the Yu Shui Bay Villa was getting smaller and smaller, and the distance between Wen Ci and Xie Peizhou was getting farther and farther.
After the car turned the corner, Yu Shui Bay was completely out of sight.
Wen Ci lowered her head and smiled bitterly, looking at the diary on her lap.
Five years had finally caused some deviations in the details of her memory. Wen Ci gently pressed down the fluffy notebook. In her memory, the pages were not so fluffy?
These fluffy marks look like they were caused by being frequently flipped through.
But Wen Ci couldn't believe that Xie Peizhou, who was full of disgust and disdain for her, would waste his precious time reading her diary and prying into her thoughts.
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Two nights of hangovers in a row.
This morning, when Xie Peizhou woke up, his head was buzzing with pain.
He opened his eyes and saw that the air conditioner in the bedroom was set to a constant temperature of 26 degrees. He was covered with a thin quilt, but under the quilt was not pajamas, but the shirt and trousers he wore last night.
On the bedside table was a glass of water and some medicine to relieve the dizziness caused by being drunk.
It's easy to guess who prepared it.
Xie Peizhou felt brighter and suddenly felt his headache was not as painful, but he still took out the pills, put them in his mouth, and drank them with the water in the cup.
After calming down for a while, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.
After taking a shower, he deliberately styled his hair to look younger, picked out a casual white shirt and suit pants, went downstairs, grabbed the car keys from the entrance, and drove for more than half an hour before arriving at the gate of Beijing No. 1 Private Middle School.
Today is Saturday and school is closed.
There were not many people in the bun shop next to the school gate. Xie Peizhou parked the car on the side of the road, got out and bought two baskets of fat-soaked lean meat dumplings and two cups of soy milk.
The shop owner was talkative and asked with a smile, "Are you buying breakfast for your kids?"
Xie Peizhou paused as he took the breakfast and said calmly, "No."
It was already half past nine when we returned to Yu Shui Bay.
The sun was high in the sky, a little dazzling. Xie Peizhou blocked the sun with his breakfast and walked into the living room.
The house was quiet, without any sound, and Wen Ci was nowhere to be seen.
Xie Peizhou placed breakfast on the dining table, went upstairs with a hint of suspicion, and knocked on Wen Ci's closed bedroom door. "Wen Ci?"
"Wen Ci, are you awake? I bought you some oil-leaking dumplings at the school gate. It's time for breakfast."
There was no response from inside the room.
Xie Peizhou was stunned for a moment, then turned the door handle, but it was not locked.
I slowly pushed open the door and found that the bedroom was empty. The quilt on the bed was neatly made without any trace.
Xie Peizhou's heart sank for a moment and he walked into the bedroom.
Finally, I saw a note stuck on the desk.
Uncle, I'm leaving. Living in Yushuiwan is inconvenient for my work, so I want to find a place to live on my own. I can take care of myself now, so you don't have to worry about me anymore. — Wen Ci
After reading the message, Xie Peizhou's dark eyes darkened.
He didn't know how long he remained still. He took a deep breath and suppressed the pain of ants gnawing at his heart, which was dense but not fatal.
His dark eyes looked towards the familiar desktop.
Xie Peizhou could tell at a glance that Wen Ci had taken the diary and the love letter away.
He clenched his hanging hands, and now he seemed unable to hold on to anything.
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Over the weekend, Wen Ci quickly rented a two-bedroom apartment in a mid-range apartment.
She thought that she could take her daughter back home to reunite with her during summer vacation.
On Monday, Wen Ci successfully signed contracts with the three investors agreed upon at the dinner.
To express his appreciation, Wen Ci hosted the three of them for dinner at Huibinlou in the evening.
Before dinner, Wen Ci secretly ate two pieces of bread to fill her stomach, worried that she would have to drink again in the evening, and she wanted to avoid stomachache from drinking on an empty stomach.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang arrived one after another.
There is only one Mr. Shen left.
Wen Ci greeted Liu and Zhang while calling Mr. Shen.
When the call was connected, Wen Ci greeted: "Mr. Shen, where are you? Is there a traffic jam on the road during the evening rush hour?"
"Miss Wen, we're out of the elevator. Sorry for being late..."
Mr. Shen’s laughter came simultaneously from the phone and outside the box door.
Wen Ci hung up the phone and walked towards the door, when she was suddenly stunned.
In addition to his partner Shen Xu, Shen Xu was followed by Xie Peizhou in a suit and tie.
Wen Ci met Xie Peizhou's deep black eyes in astonishment...
How could he be here?
Wen Ci smiled bitterly in her heart. She couldn't meet him five years ago, and now she couldn't avoid him even if she wanted to.
"Sorry, I'm late!"
Chen Xu laughed heartily and stepped into the private room. "I'll drink three glasses of wine as punishment later!"
"Mr. Xie and I ran into each other at the government bidding fair this afternoon, and we accidentally chatted until it was time for dinner. Mr. Xie said we should have dinner together that evening. I remembered I had an appointment with Miss Wen tonight, so I brought Mr. Xie along. Do you all mind?"
“No, no!”
"Welcome, Mr. Xie!"
In the box, Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang, who were originally sitting on chairs, stood up immediately when they saw Xie Peizhou, their faces full of surprise.
I usually want to invite Xie Peizhou to have dinner, but I never have the chance.
Now that the opportunity was right in front of them, the two were overjoyed. "Boss Xie, please sit down..."
Wen Ci stood aside and saw Xie Peizhou being supported to sit on the main seat.
She lowered her head and twitched the corners of her mouth.
Hey! I'm the host, okay?!
The next second, Xie Peizhou's deep voice reached his ears, "Wen Ci, come and sit down."
Wen Ci's shoulders tensed slightly.
Guilty feelings made her eyes flicker.
At the round table, everyone except her sat down in an orderly manner, and the seat left for her was to Xie Peizhou's left.
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