Miss you
The back of Xia Tangyue's neck tensed instantly, and the familiar scent of cedar had spread to her sides. Wen Zheng put his arm on her shoulders, locked her neck without making a sound, and took her into his arms with an extremely possessive attitude.
He Ruicai's jawline suddenly tightened, and his eyelids trembled twice quickly, as if his eyes were hurt by the scene. He forced a smile and asked, "Tang Yue, who is this?"
Xia Tangyue looked back at Wen Zheng coldly and shook Wen Zheng's hand on his shoulder.
"It's my boyfriend."
"Is that so..." He Ruicai's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, swallowing all the bitterness. He thought that Xia Tangyue and her boyfriend were separated and he could take the opportunity to get promoted, but he didn't expect...
He paused, pretending to be natural and said, "Then I'll go first, you guys chat."
The moment he turned around, he seemed to have thought of something, looked at Xia Tangyue and said, "The wound on your knee hasn't healed yet, remember to apply the scar-removing plaster on time. I'm leaving first."
The sea breeze of Victoria Harbour blew in from the brightly lit Central Pier. As the lights came on, Wen Zheng's profile was coated with changing blue-green colors by the dazzling neon lights, like a cold sculpture.
He smiled and said in a cold voice: "My dear sister, should you introduce me to who that person was just now?"
Xia Tangyue turned around to face him and tried to pull the arm off her shoulder, but found that his hand was motionless, with his palm tightly clasped on her shoulder.
She snorted coldly: "My dear brother, didn't you also not introduce to me who that person was just now?"
"Who?" Wen Zheng asked.
Xia Tangyue was filled with rage and pushed Wen Zheng's chest hard to get out of his arms.
"Are you still pretending to be stupid? That woman just now almost kissed you!" She glared at him, "Also, why didn't you tell me you were coming to Hong Kong? If I hadn't run into you by chance, were you planning to keep it a secret from me? And you've obviously already returned to China, why didn't you come back to Beijing? Why didn't you come back to see me?"
At the end of her speech, Xia Tangyue's eyes were slightly teary. She tried hard not to let the tears fall and raised her face proudly.
Wen Zheng approached her step by step, his eyes gradually moving from her knees up to her little face. He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, and asked again: "Sister, let me ask again, who was that person just now?"
Xia Tangyue turned her head to avoid his hand and caught a glimpse of the anger surging in Wen Zheng's eyes, which was like a suddenly lit fire stick, flickering deep in his pupils.
He is still angry!
"Who he is has nothing to do with you. What do you care about me? Get out of the way!" She said angrily. Wen Zheng stood in front of her and grabbed her arm. "Let's talk in the car first."
The surrounding area was full of tourists who came to check in at the Bauhinia statue, and the noise of their quarrel attracted many glances. Xia Tangyue gradually calmed down, and shook his hand violently, but he failed to shake Wen Zheng's hand off, and was instead half-dragged into the car by him.
The car was quiet. She and Wen Zheng sat on each side, not talking to each other.
Xia Tangyue was still angry and leaned against the pillow with his eyes closed. After an unknown amount of time, Wen Zheng's voice, as cold as snow, came.
"He Ruicai, male, 28 years old, runs the "Mist Mirror Space" gallery in 798 Art District and is your die-hard fan."
Xia Tangyue opened her eyes in surprise and found that Wen Zheng was holding up his phone while talking. No need to guess, he must have gone to find someone to check.
"He likes you so much that he has collected many of your paintings. The last update he posted on Xiaohongshu was: I traveled to Hong Kong with Crush. How can I win her over? PS: She has a long-distance boyfriend in the United States."
Wen Zheng turned off his phone and stared at Xia Tangyue: "How do you explain it?"
Xia Tangyue said sarcastically: "What's there to explain? Didn't you also travel to Hong Kong with another woman?"
When the driver heard the two people's tit-for-tat remarks, he breathed softly in fear and even loosened the strength of his fingers on the steering wheel unconsciously, for fear that the slight sound of leather friction would ignite the imminent war in the back seat.
The rearview mirror reflected Wen Zheng’s suddenly raised mouth corners, and he said slowly: “You mean Shen Shiting?”
"She is my pawn. I have nothing to do with her."
After he finished speaking, he turned sideways and suddenly pinched Xia Tangyue's chin with his fingers: "And you, what's going on between you and that He Rui? What's wrong with your knee? What about the egg waffle? Did you go shopping with him on a date? When did it happen?"
Wen Zheng's grip was so strong that Xia Tangyue couldn't move at all. She could only stare at him stubbornly with her eyes narrowed. The car stopped at some point and the driver disappeared.
"Have I given you too much freedom?" he said sinisterly.
Xia Tangyue pursed his lips tightly, looking arrogant and saying nothing.
Why can Wen Zheng question her like this?
She thought about him day and night and dreamed of seeing him. But he came to Hong Kong with another girl without telling her and she knew nothing about it. He even questioned her loyalty.
Wen Zheng pushed the door open with a cold face and got out of the car. He quickly walked to the other side and hugged Xia Tangyue down. He carried her directly back to the hotel suite, kicked open the door of the room, pressed Xia Tangyue on the sofa, and clamped her moving hands.
"Let go, Wen Zheng, I said let go!" Xia Tangyue struggled and said, "What do you want to do? Do you still want to imprison me?"
"Imprisonment?" Wen Zhengqi laughed. He was so jealous that his knuckles were cracking and his eyes were dark, but he managed to force out an extremely gentle smile: "I'm asking you, what's going on between you and that guy?"
Xia Tangyue sneered at him: "What do you mean? Suspecting me of being unfaithful? Suspecting me of cheating? Suspecting me of promiscuous? Oh, yes, you have been in the United States for so long, and I am lonely and cold in China. I really should find a man to warm my bed."
"Boss Wen, are you satisfied with my answer?"
Wen Zheng's expression became increasingly gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Xia Tangyue, answer my question."
Xia Tangyue stood up angrily and raised his leg to kick him, but Wen Zheng held down his thigh and made him fall back on the sofa.
She said angrily with red eyes: "Before questioning me, shouldn't you also explain to me clearly why you came to Hong Kong without telling me? Why are you so familiar with other girls? Who is she to you? What did she say to you in Cantonese? Is there anything I can't know?"
"I've been with you for so long, and you've never taken me out to play."
"It's work, work, work all day long. Everything comes second to work."
"Have you ever considered my feelings? Have you ever considered our future? Why am I, as your girlfriend, never as good as your work? Why do I have to give in to your work in everything?"
“I don’t even know what you do outside, who you associate with, what your relationship is with the Shen Shiting you mentioned, and why she can be so unscrupulous and intimate with you in front of me.”
"Looking at the way you two were interacting just now, do you know how much my heart aches? I couldn't even recognize you, Wen Zheng."
Xia Tangyue grabbed Wen Zheng's collar as he looked at her through his gold-rimmed glasses.
"You've never dressed like this in front of me... Is it because of that girl that you dress like this? To match her age? Are you planning to attract her and make her work for you?"
"Whether you and her have crossed the line or not, your attitude towards her alone has exceeded the limits of what I can tolerate."
"I'm so tired. I'm so tired of this relationship. I'm really tired of waiting for your message every day. I can't enter your world, and you can't stop in my world."
"How about this, we both let each other go and break up."
Xia Tangyue's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he closed his eyes and shouted the word "break up".
Wen Zheng clenched his fists, his strong arms trembling slightly. He spoke each word clearly, his voice so low and hoarse as if it had rolled in the sand.
"Xia Tangyue, what did you just say? Say it again to me."
Xia Tangyue opened his eyes and looked at him, also speaking word by word: "I said, break up."
Wen Zheng turned a deaf ear to her, leaned forward, and breathed in front of her nose: "Sister, I'll give you another chance."
Xia Tangyue still said: "I said, break up."
Wen Zheng stood up suddenly, pulled a tie from the rack, wrapped one end around her wrist and tied the other end to the head of the bed.
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