Miss you
She subconsciously stood up straight and swallowed. Wen Zheng's eyes were cold and he grabbed her hand as if he wanted to take her away.
“Wait a minute…”
She pushed Wen Zheng's arm but failed, which instead inspired him to pick her up.
Wen Zheng seemed to have his clothes unbuttoned today. Xia Tangyue's nose was pressed against his strong chest muscles, and she was forced to lean on his chest.
She was carried to the door of the bar with her feet in the air. As soon as she stood firm, her face was pinched hard and rubbed without any reason.
"What's this on your face?" Wen Zheng said with disgust, rubbing the tip of Xia Tangyue's nose with his fingertips.
Xia Tangyue's cheeks were rubbed red, and she wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction. Her face was covered with fluorescent paint that the marketing staff had painted on her. She raised her eyes and found that Wen Zheng was wearing a slightly formal suit today, with a black shirt with an open collar, revealing his delicate collarbone and a glimpse of his cold white skin.
It looked like he was having a business meeting with someone.
She asked curiously, "Why are you here?"
Dressed like this, you don't look like someone who's here for a nightclub. Besides, this place is terribly noisy and not suitable for talking about business.
Wen Zheng crossed his arms and said, "Aren't you tired from working overtime every day? Why didn't you listen to me and rest at home?"
Xia Tangyue was a little drunk, so she leaned against the wall and said, "I haven't been here for a long time, so I'll just treat it as a stress reliever."
Wen Zheng smiled, but Xia Tangyue noticed that he seemed angry. He pressed closer, put one hand on her side, and looked down at her: "Do you like the male model in it?"
Xia Tangyue shook her head. Wen Zheng's posture almost held her in his arms. Every breath she took was filled with the crisp scent of cedar from his body. The smell was like the frost and snow on a winter night, with a hint of warmth after burning, and it domineeringly penetrated into her nostrils.
"Come out and play..." She smiled awkwardly.
She didn't do anything with those male models. Besides, tonight was their sister party, and it was normal for Model Brother to eat and drink their food, so it was normal for him to help block a few glasses of wine.
Wen Zheng stared at her, and unable to bear it any longer, he reached out and lifted up the strap that had slipped off her shoulders.
"Come on, I'll take you home. If you want to relieve stress, I'll take you to a more relaxing place next time."
With her wrist held, Xia Tangyue could only stagger to keep up with Wen Zheng. Looking at his tall back, she shouted, "No, I won't go with you. Let me go back."
When Wen Zheng heard this, his face turned even colder, and he asked back, "Do you still want to go back and find a male model?"
What the hell is going on? Xia Tangyue shook his hand, but failed to get rid of it.
"No, I can't leave by myself. I have to go back to find Xi Na. I have to go back with whoever I came with. This is the rule."
Wen Zheng's expression eased and he let go of her hand: "Well, I'll wait for you here."
Xia Tangyue returned to the inner field and just passed by Duanmu Yu and the other man. When they saw the god at the door, Zhu Shang and Duanmu Yu smiled at the same time.
Duanmu Yu is the son of a high-ranking official. He and Wen Zheng were college classmates and lived in the same dormitory. His family has been in politics for three generations, so he has a deep foundation and extensive connections in the political arena. However, he did not follow the old path of his family in politics. After graduation, he devoted himself to the business world and made great success in the fields of finance and technology with the help of his family resources and personal abilities.
Zhu Shang is younger than the two of them. They met in previous cooperation and gradually became friends. His family has been rooted in Beijing for many years, and his elders have made great achievements in the fields of culture and art. Now, he runs a unique cultural company in Beijing and has contacts with many masters in the collection world.
"You really have a younger sister. Where did she come from? Is she your biological sister? Why haven't I heard you mention her before?" Zhu Shang asked.
Duanmu Yu looked happy and joked, "You really came. Aren't you here to discuss cooperation tonight? Your sister didn't do anything but drink. Your desire to protect her is too strong. You just rushed over and took her away."
Wen Zheng said nothing.
Zhu Shang added: "It was too dark in there just now so I couldn't see clearly what your sister looked like. Now that I think about it, she seems a little familiar..."
He stroked his chin and reminisced: "Oh, I remember now. I think I met him at the summit. He was the director of some art museum."
He looked at Wen Zheng with an expression of sudden enlightenment: "I was wondering why you suddenly asked me to contact Nong Yan a few days ago. It was because of your sister, right? Nong Yan refused to lend her the painting."
"No wonder, I've been thinking about this for several days and still can't understand it. When did you start an art business? It turns out it's my sister's job."
As they were talking, Xia Tangyue came out with the drunk Xi Na. Seeing this, Zhu Shang kindly stepped forward to help, but was pushed away by Wen Zheng.
He smiled speechlessly, then realized what Duanmu Yu had said about sister-con.
After getting in the car, Xia Tangyue leaned against Xi Na in a daze. Soon he passed out drunk and didn't even know when Xi Na was sent home.
When she woke up again, it was Wen Zheng pinching her nose.
She opened her eyes drowsily, the car door opened, and Wen Zheng was standing outside the car looking at her.
"Drunk Cat Sister, wake up, you're home."
"Huh?" Xia Tangyue sat up straight, holding his head, and looked outside. He was indeed home. At this time, everyone in the family was asleep, and the whole villa was dark.
She groped her way out of the car, and Wen Zheng held her arm and walked her to the gate.
"Don't get so drunk next time. Your brother will be worried."
Xia Tangyue nodded vaguely, opened the door and walked into the house, waving at Wen Zheng: "Bye, bye..."
"Um."
The door was closed. Xia Tangyue sat on the sofa to relax for a while, then he went upstairs with light footsteps and washed his face in the bathroom to sober up.
In the mirror, the originally glittering fluorescent pattern on her face was rubbed away by Wen Zheng's fingertips, and her face became pink with a layer of drunkenness.
Drunk, drunk.
Take a shower and sleep.
Walking out of the bathroom, Xia Tangyue was about to draw the curtains and take a shower, but he saw bright light coming from the window.
She squinted and saw a black Mercedes-Benz G parked downstairs from her bedroom. The driver's window was open and Wen Zheng looked up at her.
Xia Tangyue didn't expect Wen Zheng hadn't left yet. She was about to open her mouth to shout to him, but then she thought it was late at night and would disturb the neighbors, so she took her cell phone out of her bag. Unexpectedly, Wen Zheng's message had already been sent to her.
"Go to bed early. I'm leaving now."
"I took a shower and went to bed. Good night."
"good evening."
Being drunk is not uncomfortable, what is uncomfortable is the hangover the next day.
As soon as Xia Tang jumped out of bed, he felt the whole world spinning and his throat was dry and tight, as if he had swallowed a handful of sandpaper.
She closed her eyes and lay motionless on the bed.
I haven't drunk so much in a while, and my alcohol tolerance has declined.
She dawdled until noon before getting up to wash.
During lunch, Xia Xiucheng suggested that they invite the Wen Zheng brothers to visit the elderly in the nursing home on the weekend.
"You have their contact information, right?" Xia Xiucheng asked Xia Tangyue.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Then you should inform them. When the time comes, both families will tell the old man about this matter. In short, Zhuang Chen must be recognized. As for Wen Zheng..." Xia Xiucheng paused, "After this matter is dealt with, don't have any contact with him."
Xia Tangyue asked: "Why?"
Xia Xiucheng snorted, "Don't let him take this opportunity to get close to our family. He's an unmarried, stinky outsider. I'm afraid he wants to meet some beautiful, rich girl through us."
Xia Tangyue pursed her lips in disgust, and tried several times to defend Wen Zheng, but finally chose to keep her mouth shut. After all, her father's arrogant thoughts could not be changed by a few words, so she didn't bother to argue with him.
It was already afternoon when we arrived at the art museum.
The lighting team assembled the lamps on site, preparing for the pre-show transformation. Xiaoyu brought good news, and her voice was trembling with excitement.
"Director, our first wave of pre-sale tickets were sold out in seconds this morning. The popularity of the "Dream of the Butterfly" art exhibition has far exceeded expectations, and the popularity has directly reached the top!"
Xia Tangyue quickly checked the background data and found that many new messages had flooded into the Zhijian promotional platform.
"My family, who knows? My fingers are as fast as Bolt's and I still couldn't get the tickets! The organizers should quickly start selling the tickets again, or I will lie in the comments and crowdfund to steal the tickets (not really)."
"I didn't get a ticket, so I'll wait for the live photo."
"From the curatorial concept to the installation design, it's amazing! As an art student, I have to check it out. Does anyone know if the exhibition will be extended?"
Xia Tangyue casually flipped through it and found that it had received rave reviews. Many people left messages hoping that the second wave of tickets could be released as soon as possible.
This is the most popular art exhibition she has planned in the past two years. If she continues to develop at this rate, she will not only be able to pay off her loan, but she will also be able to earn enough money to buy a small house, so that she can move out of her home.
People are in high spirits because of happy events. She was planning to make an appointment with her girlfriends to go shopping, but then she received a call from Zhuang Ziwen.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Zhuang Ziwen: "Your Aunt Li is back from abroad. We are planning to have dinner together tonight. You can come later. I will send you the address."
Aunt Li’s full name is Li Caiyan. She is an old friend of Zhuang Ziwen. They used to be in the same dance troupe. Later, Li Caiyan followed her husband abroad and did not return for many years. The last time Xia Tangyue saw her was in junior high school.
She agreed, thinking that having a meal was nothing special, but she didn't expect that this "dinner" was actually a blind date trap planned by her mother.
As soon as we arrived at the box, Li Caiyan came over to us warmly and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for so many years. Tangtang has grown up. Come, let me see her. She's so beautiful. Ladies from wealthy families are different. Now you're a curator. When will you bring Aunt Li to your art museum?"
Xia Tangyue turned a blind eye.
Zhuang Ziwen next to him said, "My Tangtang is good in every way, but marriage is something that worries me to death. She's so old but still doesn't have a boyfriend."
Li Caiyan suddenly slapped her thigh and said, "Oh, isn't this just right? My nephew is also single, and I just asked him to bring my bag over for me. Just wait, he will be here soon."
Xia Tangyue was speechless.
Could their acting be any more fake?
She drank her tea silently without saying anything. Soon the door of the box was pushed open and a man in a suit wearing silver-framed glasses came in.
Xia Tangyue looked up and saw that it was Gu Jiaping, the investment manager of Furen Group.
She greeted him with a forced smile.
Gu Jiaping was also surprised to see her and sat down next to her: "Hello Aunt Zhuang, hello Aunt Li, actually we know each other, Tang Yue is one of my clients."
Zhuang Ziwen was very surprised: "This is exactly what we have in common with Tangtang. Jiaping, you should take care of her more often. If young people get together more often, their relationship will warm up faster!"
Xia Tangyue held his forehead, feeling extremely annoyed by this kind of random matchmaking, but he could only put on a forced smile for the sake of his elders' face.
If they were just having a meal and the topic of blind date came up naturally, she wouldn't be so disgusted, but the way they did it made her feel like she was being roasted on a fire, and she couldn't even give a perfunctory smile.
This emotion made her feel a little disgusted with Gu Jiaping.
After dinner, the elders found excuses to slip away, giving them a chance to be alone.
Gu Jiaping suggested taking a walk in the hotel garden to help digest the food. Xia Tangyue agreed, not considering the monk's face but the Buddha's face, after all, he was still her investor.
"I didn't expect to meet you in such an occasion." Gu Jiaping said, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect my aunt and your mother are good friends."
Xia Tang responded with a neutral smile.
She has no thoughts about Gu Jiaping.
Ever since she fell in love with Wen Zheng, she completely understood that she was a person who judged people by appearance. If she didn't like someone at first sight, there would be no future.
"By the way, the topic of Zhijian has become a hot search topic today. The early results of the exhibition are very good. If this continues, the group may increase its investment."
Xia Tangyue was attracted by this sentence and came back to his senses in an instant: "Really? That's great."
"Well, you can write a preliminary cooperation plan and submit it to me, and then I will submit it."
"good."
Gu Jiaping stopped walking, looking a little bit gentle under the moonlight and flowers. His eyes fell directly on Xia Tangyue's face.
"The International Convention and Exhibition Center will hold a contemporary ink painting exhibition in a few days. Why don't we go and take a look and learn from them?"
Zhan Xiatangyue had wanted to go for a long time. She had originally planned to go alone, but now that Gu Jiaping had brought it up, and the other party also asked for help with the plan, she had to give him face, so she agreed.
After returning home, Zhuang Ziwen couldn't wait to ask about the progress of the night. Seeing Xia Tangyue's perfunctory attitude, she said, "Your Aunt Li said that Gu Jiaping's family is also in business. It seems that they are in the construction industry and they are quite powerful. Besides, he is handsome and has a good job. You have to hurry up."
"You are not young anymore. You still have the chance to choose someone while you are young. In a few years, someone else will choose you. Men like young girls, and no one will want you by then."
"Mom!" Xia Tangyue retorted: "According to what you said, women should be picked and chosen like commodities when they reach a certain age? I am not living like this to wait for someone to 'pick me up'!"
Xia Xiucheng, who was watching TV nearby, heard this and frowned, scolding, "How do you talk to your mother? Stop using your career as an excuse every day. It's better to resolve the marriage issue as soon as possible!"
"I told you to study law at that time, but you refused to listen. Otherwise, you would have been a lawyer by now, and you wouldn't be so busy with an exhibition that you couldn't even leave your home and even delayed your lifelong event!"
"Being a lawyer has a stable social status and can help with family matters. It's not like being an artist nowadays, which is exhausting and has no future. It's hard to find a partner!"
Xia Tangyue rarely gets angry with her family, but this time she really couldn't help it.
"I like to do art. This is my pursuit. You have no right to criticize me. I didn't spend a penny from my family to run the art gallery. I did it all by myself. I'm too lazy to tell you more."
Xia Tangyue ran back to the room. Xia Xiucheng's voice came from behind him: "Hey, you! You really pissed me off."
She closed the door and sat in a chair to calm herself down. The desire to move was stronger than ever before, and she wanted to pack her luggage and leave immediately.
Calm, calm, calm, impulse is the devil.
She repeated herself over and over again, picked up the cup and took a big sip of water. After a few minutes, she finally felt much better.
I really want to find someone to talk to...
After looking through the list, she first sent a WeChat message to Xi Na, but she waited for a long time but didn't receive a reply from her.
Then she flipped through it again and saw the familiar blue bear head.
She clicked on it and sent a message.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Wen Zheng replied immediately.
"Why, did you miss me?"
She sniffed in grievance, as if she could imagine the expression on Wen Zheng's face when he said this. "I do miss him a little," she replied.
"Um."
The next second, Wen Zheng called. Xia Tangyue was stunned for a moment, and quickly calmed down.
"Hello."
"What's wrong? Have you been wronged? Tell me and I'll help you solve it."
Originally, Xia Tangyue had managed to control her emotions very well, but after hearing what Wen Zheng said, her defense broke down instantly.
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