Chapter 2 Despicable Love We'll Meet Soon
Chi Liuai was escorted out by bodyguards. She felt a pain on the back of her neck and tugged at her collar towards the glass door.
The sour, purple, and swollen handprint was half covered.
In the underground garage, she unexpectedly met Qiao Ya who was waiting for her. She looked at him eagerly and kept walking towards He Jinze.
Chi Liuai deliberately took a detour and came to Qiao Ya's side, mimicking her softly: "If I were you, I should learn to shut up~"
Qiao Ya paused, and when the luxury car disappeared from her sight, she rushed to Qiao's company.
"I want to see Dad! He's in a meeting? I'll go to the conference room to find him! What Dad promised me doesn't count!" Qiao Ya ignored everyone and pushed away. She saw her father bending down and waving his hand, sending someone into the elevator.
"That liar named Chi! How could he win the award? Dad, how could you allow a woman who appeared out of nowhere to snatch my honor!" When had Qiao Ya ever suffered such an injustice? "How could that low-class actor's love story compare to mine? Dad, go get Chi Liuai away from Mr. He—"
Qiao Ya fell silent. The man next to her father looked down at her condescendingly.
She couldn't get close and was stopped by several bodyguards when she was only a few hundred meters away, without any regard for the reputation of the Qiao family.
The man stood against the light, and she could only see her father and bodyguard, one in front and one behind, respectfully escorting him to the elevator. Then she was let through, and she scooted to catch a glimpse before the elevator doors closed. The man was tall, so she couldn't see him clearly, but in that instant, she remembered him.
The man cast a meaningful look at her through his gold-rimmed glasses.
And cover the ring finger and slightly rotate the wrist.
He seemed to be touching a ring.
A woman who appeared out of nowhere,
A low-class actor's love story...
Chi Liuai——
Meng Yuzhi touched the cold and hard ring.
He seemed to feel the girl's fierceness again, biting his hand with a hot bite with her teeth bared.
The smell of the elevator is not pleasant, even though professional cleaning staff clean and deodorize it regularly every day.
The deadly, unchanging dizzying smell slowly seeped into my nostrils.
He still missed the girl who had fiercely embraced him, whose shoulders he had held, and whose head was buried in his chest.
The minty scent flowing through the hair, the smell of cheap perfume and the hotel, the friction against the skin.
Together, it flows into the lungs.
Meng Yuzhi closed his eyes.
think:
The girl's face was blurred, and she smiled as she held up a romance novel: "Hey! Old fashioned, love is not despicable!"
"In the future, I want to find someone who is as young and passionate as me, and talk to them normally..."
"I've had enough! Divorce, I want a divorce, I want to leave you!"
The elevator has arrived.
The assistant took the man's coat and draped it over his arm. Outside the elevator in the Qiao's first-floor lobby, waiting secretaries and partners stood up, their gazes fixed on the slowly opening elevator door. They respectfully stepped forward and followed the man.
The assistant looked up at the dazzling incandescence.
When she met the man's gaze, her eyes were as calm as a pool of black water.
He lowered his head and said, "I understand."
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“Bang!”
This was the third time Chi Liuai slapped away the hands that were abusing her, expressing her dissatisfaction with He Jinze's intimidating behavior.
He Jinze was not in a hurry to settle the score.
He took Chi Liuai to the restaurant he had booked long ago. After a year of getting along with each other, he knew this selfish little liar very well.
They were all her favorite dishes, from the flavor to the tableware, even down to the fact that they were just two people in the restaurant.
"Can you tell me why you want to break up?" He Jinze picked up some food and saw Chi Liuai put the bone dish on it. He frowned and said, "Don't be picky about food."
Chi Liuai: "Brother, when did we break up?"
She is the one who wants to break up, and she is also the one who doesn't admit it. She lies without hesitation.
Just like he couldn't find out any identity of Chi Liuai, and asked her directly why she didn't want to appear in public, Chi Liuai could only sob and talk about her miserable childhood. A poor family, a father who died young, a mother who disappeared, vicious relatives, and a pitiful her.
Well, the poor girl has a pair of white and flawless hands and eyes that are adept at picking out the new products of the season.
"Then why do we have to leave Hangzhou tonight?" He Jinze took a sip of wine, his eyes fixed on the dazed girl. "Do you know how dangerous it is for a young woman to ride in an unlicensed black car late at night? Not to mention, the driver is a young man."
"The 260 yuan fare might be what you get for selling yourself."
Chi Liuai choked. She had clearly changed her phone number to contact the driver.
The reserved restaurant and the familiar dishes, even if she was stubborn and didn't ask for help, He Jinze would still kidnap her. Everything was under her control.
During this year of living together, Chi Liuai understood He Jinze's character. He was very obedient and the only thing he could not tolerate was betrayal. She almost lost her social life and freedom.
"Brother, I just wanted to go out and get some fresh air. This is all your fault."
"Blame me?" He Jinze laughed angrily.
"You're always mean to me, not letting me go this way, not letting me do that. You have friends to socialize with, and I can only stay alone. When you remember to pay attention to me, then come forward." Chi Liuai remained calm, "I just want to make sure I don't delay your work."
Speaking of deep love, Chi Liuai picked up a tissue and wanted to wipe away her tears. The man was quicker than her and wiped the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.
Then, she raised her chin.
"When have I ever been mean to you?"
She was well fed and pampered, and for a year, she treated Chi Liuai like a patriarch. She acted like a daughter in the He family, bossing He Jinze around every day, and even had to be comforted by He Jinze if she did something wrong. The servants couldn't stand it, and they often gave Chi Liuai the cold shoulder. Within a few days, the servants were replaced several times, but this daughter never lowered her chin, always holding it high.
"Now, if it's loud, it's not dangerous?"
"Just now, wasn't it cruel to threaten me?"
"And, and." Chi Liuai accused, "Isn't it fierce in bed?"
There was a moment of silence. He Jinze was speechless, but the cruelty in his eyes had faded, as if his anger had subsided. Seeing this, Chi Liuai rubbed her cheek against He Jinze's palm and said aggrievedly, "Just now, you scared me so much that my hands are cold."
The tender flesh rubbed against the thick calluses, like a dragonfly skimming the water. He Jinze's heart was secretly touched, and the itchy feeling floated to Chi Liuai's lips.
It is this mouth that is full of sweet words, lies, and can propose breaking up after a passionate kiss.
Now she puts all the blame on him, even though it was clearly her who abandoned her and was the one who indirectly used cold violence against her.
She wanted to get in another man's car and leave him.
Look, even his eyes were vague when he was acting coquettishly and trying to please her. What a clumsy liar.
Chi Liuai's usual trick is worrying acting skills, but it is no longer useful now.
He Jinze had a bad heart.
"What should I do? Should I apologize to you?"
The He family mansion was located mid-mountain. Hangzhou's fog was notoriously thick, lingering faintly on the mountainside. Chi Liuai disliked prosperity, so He Jinze had bought the mansion early. With the arrival of the plum rain season, the villa was shrouded in the wet and windy rain. Deep in the bedroom, the light shone through the emerald green glass windows, flickering in the darkness.
The servants were all dismissed from the front hall. I heard that the young master had a big tantrum a few days ago, and no one has been seen since.
Tonight, the driver, who always drove, stopped outside the villa for the first time. A few people looked curiously at the half-closed bedroom. They had called the villa several times, and they had reported to the police, but no one seemed to come down. The servant, unable to bear the old man's urging, broke the rules.
The servant knocked on the half-closed door, bang, bang, and after a few tentative knocks, he heard a series of rapid sobs.
The old man specifically mentioned that the person from the Meng family wanted to see the young master, and it was said that he was looking for someone.
She lowered her voice: "Master, the old man asked you to go back to the old house."
"I heard that someone came home—"
No response, just a quick glance.
Stunned.
He Jinze was seen kissing a woman, or to be more precise, He Jinze was kissing the woman forcefully.
Hearing the sound, the man did not stop his movements. He raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, then lowered his eyes to continue exploring.
The servant was horrified and retreated downstairs. After dismissing everyone, he chanted "Amitabha" a few times, tripped in his haste, and fell up again to look for Uncle Chen.
As she walked, she thought that the woman was not feeling well. The carpet in the mansion was selected by the young master himself, and no matter how delicate the fabric was, it could not withstand such rubbing.
He was unwilling to show more mercy, and the young master was still involved with this woman. There were so many eyes staring at her in the old house, but the young master still hid her tightly. She was really a disaster.
Thinking of this, he felt that Uncle Chen was the one who had watched the young master grow up in the old house, so he would definitely be able to go in and say a few words, and it would be a good thing if he disturbed the chaos.
"You forgive me so easily?"
He Jinze touched the back of Chi Liuai's head, his hands tucked into her hair, and took a deep breath. The faint minty scent dissipated the salty taste in his mouth. His other hand was not so kind, covering it harshly to prevent the person beneath him from making any sound.
I could only nod pitifully, saying that she forgave me and there was no need to apologize. This was not an apology at all!
"How can that be?" He Jinze smiled. "You told me I was mean to you, scared you, and ignored you. I have to apologize to you."
The door rang again, and Butler Chen pushed it open and urged him to come in, saying that a distinguished guest had arrived and asked He Jinze to go back and entertain him.
Chi Liuai took advantage of the chaos and bit He Jinze. The man felt the pain, took a deep breath, and let go of the person in front of him.
The ground was cold, so He Jinze stood up, holding the girl in one arm and a wool blanket draped over his other. He wrapped both the girl and the blanket tightly and placed them on the sofa. He lowered his eyes to examine the girl's furry head, which resembled a puppy's. He suppressed a smile and rubbed it, applying a little more force.
"Young Master." Uncle Chen took it all in.
He Jinze's expression changed. Still reeling from the gentle embrace, he couldn't bring himself to lash out at Uncle Chen. He sneered, "What kind of distinguished guest are you? Bothering an old man so late at night?" As he spoke, he prepared some hot milk and offered it to Chi Liuai.
"It's Mr. Meng. The one from the Meng family."
In an instant, the temperature of the milk in He Jinze's hand became increasingly cool. Turning his head, he saw the girl's watery eyes were dazed and unfocused, like ice cubes that had lost their temperature, slowly melting in the hot white mist.
——
The cup of tea on the ebony table was steaming, and Meng Yuzhi pushed the carved wooden box inlaid with gold thread in front of the old man.
"This?" Old Master He saw what was in the box and understood. "This is what our He family owes your grandmother."
Meng Yuzhi took a sip of tea. It was Baihao Yinzhen, with a clear and thick astringency. Meng Yuzhi's grandmother was a woman raised in Hangzhou and had always loved this white tea.
"Mr. He, you're too kind. Before she passed away, my grandmother told me two things," Meng Yuzhi said calmly. "Returning the He family bracelet is one of them. My grandmother always cared about the He family."
He fell silent. These words reminded Old Man He of his younger sister, who had married far away through an arranged marriage. She had severed ties with the family for decades and had never met them before her death. He understood what Meng Yuzhi said, knowing that the grudge was over, and then he said in a hoarse voice, "What about the second one?"
"This," Meng Yuzhi put down his cup, "this second one, it's not that I don't want to talk about it, it's my private matter."
Mr. He focused his attention on the base of Meng Yuzhi's finger. The wedding ring was truly exquisite, and it was clear how much thought the designer put into it.
"Yuzhi, are you married?"
"Yes."
This reminded Mr. He of his disappointing grandson. His cousin, whom he hadn't seen for twenty years, had already married off, while his own grandson hadn't even had a romantic relationship, let alone a wedding. Mr. He held his forehead and sighed, "Yuzhi, the He family owes your grandmother. This old man has been worried about it all his life. If you have anything to say, just ask."
"I was raised by my grandmother for a few years when I was young. She often mentioned Baoqing Mountain in Hangzhou. I heard that the young master of the He family bought a house there that my grandmother had sold before she passed away." Meng Yuzhi smiled, "So I wanted to go there to recuperate for a while and find someone."
Those eyes really looked like her younger sister's, and Mr. He felt a little soft-hearted.
In the past three years, confidants have also revealed the changes in power in the Meng family. Mr. He is more unsure about Meng Yuzhi, who is ruthless and disregards family affection. He is like a wolf cub, ready to rush up and bite at any time.
Meng Yuzhi's presence tonight was primarily to negotiate peace, out of consideration for Grandmother's reputation, which was naturally a blessing for the He family. Later, when He Jinze took over the He family, he would still need Meng Yuzhi's support.
"Recuperate? Are you sick?" Old Master He ordered someone to find the young master and ask him to come over. "If you want to stay, go ahead. Yuzhi, you're being too polite. Jin Ze should call you brother according to seniority."
Meng Yuzhi's assistant was a bit too nosy, mentioning that Meng Yuzhi had been in a serious car accident three years prior and had spent six months recovering in the hospital. Before they could discuss the rest, someone knocked on the door and reported that the young master had gotten into trouble at the outer residence and couldn't come. Old Master He smiled awkwardly, then went outside on crutches and made the call himself.
"You bastard!" Old Master He was furious and coughed a few times. "What? When did you buy that house back?"
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but Mr. He smiled happily: "My dear grandson, I will bring him here tomorrow and let your brother Yuzhi meet him..."
"Your brother Yuzhi will be staying with you for a while..."
The He family compound bore a striking resemblance to Grandmother's. Outside the courtyard stood a small bamboo grove. The plum rain dampened the leaves, rustling and trembling. The rustling sound fragmented Old Man He's words, fragments of which reached Meng Yuzhi's ears. Late at night, Meng Yuzhi tilted his head and caught a whiff of the delicate fragrance of green leaves. Just then, he and Old Man He exchanged a glance.
The old man slowly opened the door and said with a smile, "Yuzhi, there will be a family dinner in three days. Jin Ze will bring his girlfriend to discuss the marriage. You can come too."
Meng Yuzhi smiled back and nodded.
"Call your wife along as well."
"She had something to do and left for a while." Meng Yuzhi said slowly.
"When will you be back?"
Meng Yuzhi lowered his eyes and turned the ring.
"Don't worry, you'll see me soon."
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