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◎I wonder who the eldest sister-in-law is?◎
Liang Youwei didn't say anything, or rather, she didn't dare to say anything.
"Can't you answer?" Qin Zhen pinched her flesh, a little hard, almost turning it red. "It's okay. If there's anything, we can deal with it tomorrow. We're going back to the capital tomorrow, aren't we?"
He raised the corners of his stiff mouth again, with a forced smile.
Liang Youwei's nose suddenly felt sore. She was a little afraid of Qin Zhen, both physically and mentally. She wanted to grab his hand, but he ruthlessly threw it away.
He looked as if he had touched something dirty, with an expression of extreme disgust, and the disgust in his eyes was impossible to ignore.
The intense suffocation nearly strangled her, and Liang Youwei found it difficult to breathe. Subconsciously, she refused to believe it, and tremblingly tried to hold his hand, calling out softly, deliberately softly.
"Qin Zhen...Qin Zhen, listen to me, it's not what you think. We were all drunk that day..."
She spoke incoherently, trying to salvage something, but she just couldn't find the right way.
In reality, Liang Youwei didn't know how to hold on or coax people away, because she always told herself that no one would truly want to leave her. In the past, she could just act coquettishly and shed a few tears, and everything would return to normal.
But now, she was extremely panicked, because there was no way Qin Zhen could be "coaxed" by her ridiculous little tricks.
In the past, just one unsuccessful kiss had driven Qin Zhen mad and tortured her to the point of near-death. Furthermore, she was now actually kissing Liang Ting'an, and it was even filmed and published in the newspapers...
All her past self-deceptions became a joke, transformed into unease. With death imminent and Qin Zhen standing before her, she finally knew what fear was.
For Liang Youwei, the "torture" of the bed does not make her collapse, because that person will not only make her feel pain. What she fears most is that "love" and "care" will disappear.
Qin Zhen clearly loved her touch and dependence, so why wouldn't he let her touch him now? Did he no longer like her? Would he no longer listen to her? Was she about to lose another way out?
They had indeed "broken up", but she needed Qin Zhen, undoubtedly needed him.
My thoughts are racing like crazy.
"Liang Youwei, don't move. I'll let you touch me, but not now."
After several tears fell, Qin Zhen finally had enough of her fear. His warm, calloused fingertips gently wiped away the tears. "Now is not the time to cry."
When Liang Youwei came out of the room with red eyes, she saw Qiao Shuyu and... Liang Ting'an.
His brother's scrutinizing gaze swept over every detail of his body, especially his exposed lips and neck.
She lowered her head in shame, an indescribable surge of emotion surging, ultimately turning into a sticky, damp sweat on her palms. Almost subconsciously, she squeezed the hand of the person next to her.
Liang Youwei was so afraid that her ex-boyfriend and brother would fight.
Liang Ting'an's hobby is boxing, and Qin Zhen definitely can't beat him.
Qin Zhen's tense expression relaxed a little in an instant, but almost in the next second, he forced himself to become fierce again.
His eyebrows moved slightly without any expression, Liang Ting'an's expression returned to normal, and he extended his hand to her.
Almost as a conditioned reflex, Liang Youwei wanted to respond by holding hands, but when she tried to stretch out her left hand, her right hand was gently pinched.
The slight pain was transmitted to the brain through the nerve endings, making Liang Youwei wake up instantly. She struggled and started to yell again, the pain making her eyes wet.
Qin Zhen was reminding her that this was a choice between two options. Now, she couldn't have both.
Liang Youwei closed her eyes in pain.
What should I do? What should I do? What should I do! Why must she make the choice... Qin Zhen, you clearly know, you clearly know! He did it on purpose, he must have done it on purpose...
His lips turned white from biting himself, and he was filled with resentment, hatred, unwillingness, panic, and entanglement at the same time. Since his identity was exposed, dealing with these unfamiliar emotions has become the norm.
After weighing the pros and cons, she clenched her left hand tremblingly and then withdrew it silently.
Liang Ting'an was well aware of the two people's little tricks, but he didn't look at Qin Zhen. He just stared at Liang Youwei and called her calmly: "Weiwei, are you going home?"
"Yes, brother."
The other party spoke with difficulty, avoiding his gaze, and still showed no intention of holding his hand.
Qiao Shuyu, watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but hold his breath. How could it be such a coincidence, such a coincidence that they ran into each other...
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, Liang Ting'an's eyes showed no emotion. He withdrew his hand: "Okay."
My heart stopped beating at that moment.
Liang Youwei was overwhelmed by the huge panic and slight guilt, but Qin Zhen seemed to feel it was not enough.
When he reached the bright elevator, he pressed the button for the staircase and said slowly, "Brother, let's go together. We'll take the same car. Uncle said that the wedding is coming soon, and he wants Weiwei and I to cultivate our relationship well."
Liang Youwei's pupils dilated as she turned her head to look at him in disbelief. Her movement was so large that the tiny diamond tassels were blindingly bright. "Qin Zhen...!"
"Okay, big brother." Qin Zhen ignored her and just smiled at Liang Ting'an in a friendly and formal manner.
The man in front of him was very calm, as usual: "Of course. But right now, you shouldn't call me big brother."
"It's only a matter of time."
“No one knows the outcome until the last moment.”
They didn't even glance at each other, but the hostility in their words was so obvious, mixed with the accumulated malice and resentment.
Liang Youwei felt like she was being pricked by a thorn, her heart beating incredibly fast. She wanted to say something, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know how to put them. She had to admit that it was her own misconduct that had led to this awkward situation, but what else could she do?
Is she wrong to want to find more ways out for herself? She is not wrong. Human nature is selfish. Liang Youwei likes them and just doesn't want to be separated from any of them. Is this wrong? She is not wrong.
The atmosphere was dead silent, chilling everyone.
Liang Youwei didn't know what Qin Zhen had been through in the past few days, but one thing was certain - Qin Zhen was very angry now. On the way home in the car, his words became more and more harsh.
"Hong Kong Island is a great place. My eldest brother has even decided on his lifelong affairs after coming here. I wonder who my eldest sister-in-law is?"
He held the hand of the person next to him as if declaring his sovereignty. The intimate gesture of interlocking fingers showed his status as the real boyfriend, and his voice was gentle and smiling.
"Sister-in-law likes the same dress style as Weiwei, and they have a similar chin. They should have a lot in common, right? Weiwei, right?" He said in a friendly tone, "You must have met Sister-in-law, right?"
The frail-shouldered girl said nothing, her long eyelashes trembling constantly.
At this moment, Liang Youwei really wanted to seal Qin Zhen's mouth.
However, in public, Sister Qiao and the driver were sitting in the front. She didn't know whether Qin Zhen would go crazy, so she could only be extremely cautious, wishing she could bury herself in an invisible crack in time and space and wait until the matter was over before running out.
Forget it, forget it! Fight her if you want, as long as she doesn't have any fists.
Liang Ting'an's eyes were filled with the cold night, and his sharp gaze swept across. He had seen enough of the farce and said coldly: "Qin Zhen, you've reached your limit."
"I should be the one to say this, Liang Ting'an."
Qin Zhen chuckled. He finally stopped pretending and called him by his full name directly, not playing the boring game of "elder brother" or "brother-in-law".
"The Liang family has been keeping a low profile for so many years, it's time for something big to happen to cheer up the public. Brothers and sisters meeting, a match, what a perfect meal to go with wine."
"Qin Zhen, are you really crazy?!"
The unacceptable consequences severely impacted the fragile nerves in her brain. Liang Youwei could no longer bear it. Her heart was trembling, and her voice carried a warning and pleading that she herself did not even notice. All kinds of conflicting emotions combined together to amuse the man briefly.
He looked very curious: "I'm here, Weiwei. I thought you were so bold, but it turns out that just a simple threat can make you turn half your face."
"You're sweating a lot. Are you scared? It's so cold."
"Shut up." Liang Ting'an could no longer bear it, and his words and eyes were equally rude. "Qin Zhen, if you say another word, you will get out of the car."
A faint sound came from the back seat. Qiao Shuyu was frightened and silently turned up the volume of the radio to try to cover it up.
It was the first time she heard Liang Ting'an say the word "get out", and the impact was too great.
The driver subconsciously slowed down and turned his head to look at Qiao Shuyu. Qiao Shuyu's face was solemn and he shook his head gently: "Please continue driving and pay attention."
…
Liang Youwei didn't know how she got back to her bedroom, nor did she remember how she returned to the imperial capital the next day.
It was as if she was just stunned for a moment, and time flew by. She vaguely remembered that the people around her said a lot of things to her, but she had almost forgotten them. She tried hard to recall, but there were only a few sentences.
"Youwei, do you think Big Brother really won't be angry?"
"Liang Youwei, do you regret it? If you had only chosen me, there wouldn't be any such trouble."
"Weiwei, don't ask me what to do. I don't want to answer that question."
"Liang Youwei, seven o'clock in the evening, my house, don't make me wait."
...going crazy.
The alarm on her phone kept ringing, reminding her of her "date" tonight. Feeling restless, Liang Youwei struggled out of bed, picked up her phone and threw it to the floor.
The carpet was thick and made a dull, heart-shaking sound.
The alarm clock stopped ringing and the phone stopped lighting up.
Her breathing was so heavy it couldn't be ignored, and her thin back rose and fell. After an unknown amount of time, Liang Youwei forced herself to get up from the bed and walked to the dressing mirror in her slippers.
She wanted to meet her gaze and saw a beautiful face that looked a little haggard.
She was still beautiful, but no longer as bright and energetic as before. A thick mist gathered at the tips of her eyebrows, which lasted for a long time.
Liang Youwei pursed her pale lips and fumbled around the dressing table lined with bottles and jars with trembling hands, picking out a lipstick that looked pretty good.
What are the steps for applying lipstick? It seems like you should moisturize first? Then apply lip balm, and finally, lipstick and lip gloss... Everyone's physique, appearance, and style are different, and there's a saying about applying makeup based on their individual needs, but Liang Youwei never remembers these things.
It's annoying to be unable to remember things, especially at this time.
She simply drank some water to moisten her lips, then supported herself on the dressing table with one hand, enduring the pain from dropping things too hard, and applied the color bit by bit.
…bright red, weird and a little ugly and twisted.
It would be best if Qin Zhen could be scared to death.
She thought timidly, but if her eyes could be more resolute, the effect would be better.
The next second, she pushed the lipstick back into its original place with force, and there was a click as if she was disappointed.
Qin Zhen will definitely settle accounts with her today, Liang Youwei thought, so it doesn't matter what I wear. So she didn't bother to dress beautifully to please him.
She didn't change her clothes deliberately. She put on a long cashmere coat over her pajamas and covered her head with a beret that was one size larger. She was ready.
It's time to go out.
【Author’s words】
This is one of the few times that Qin Zhen showed off his toughness and madness, and it is also the last performance of the "first wife".
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