Chapter 67 Shang Youqing, why do you even want to lie to Momo?
The sound of rain was hitting the car window violently, but Shang Youqing had no intention of slowing down. She rushed all the way to the birthday party venue that He Cong mentioned.
Even at this moment, Shang Youqing still clung to a shred of irrational delusion: perhaps the banquet wasn't over yet... perhaps there was still time...
After an unknown amount of time, the car finally arrived at the banquet venue.
Shang Youqing opened the car door and got out. The "beautiful castle" with birthday elements carefully built and decorated at the entrance of the banquet hall had not been dismantled yet, but the entire banquet hall was pitch black, and the banquet had already ended.
Shang Youqing stood on the steps outside the foyer, still carefully holding the gift in his hands, but his feet seemed to be nailed by something. His eyes were moist with raindrops, and he looked at the dark banquet hall silently.
After a long time, he finally blinked slowly and heavily.
Shang Youqing lowered his head slightly and rummaged through his pocket, found the crumpled invitation letter, and called according to the contact information on it.
Maybe it was too late, Shang Youqing made the first call but it didn’t go through, so he insisted on calling again.
This time, after about ten seconds, the call was finally connected.
"Hello, who is this?"
Shang Youqing stood firm in the rain and spoke in a calm voice, "Yu Zhu, it's me, Shang Youqing. Could you please tell me where He Cong lives in Wencheng now?"
Yu Zhu on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then said cautiously, "Ms. Shang, I may need to consult Mr. He first before I can answer your question."
"Don't." Shang Youqing stopped him quickly. She leaned her shaky body against the stone pillar beside the hallway and said in a low voice, "If you call to ask for instructions, he probably won't agree. I just want to go over and say a few words in person. I won't disturb him for too long."
Yu Zhu was still hesitating, and Shang Youqing continued, "If He Cong asks, I will say that I asked someone to look up his address myself. Is that okay, Yu Zhu?"
Shang Youqing's voice sounded normal, but for some reason Yu Zhu seemed to sense a hint of suppressed pain in it.
So in the end, for some unknown reason, I gave her my address.
After Shang Youqing got the address information, he drove there immediately and arrived at the villa more than half an hour later.
Shang Youqing carefully held the gift in his hand, and when he got off the car, he held up an umbrella to block the rain coming from the wind, fearing that the gift in his hand would get wet.
She stood outside the door in the pouring rain with an umbrella. As she rang the doorbell, she couldn't help but look towards the second floor of the villa where the lights were dim.
Did He Cong and the child fall asleep?
The sound of rain fell noisily in Shang Youqing's ears. He was confused and lost in thought. Soon a housekeeper came over from the inner garden. Without waiting for anyone to ask, Shang Youqing took the initiative to step forward and said.
"I'm Shang Youqing. Please tell He Cong that I want to see him."
The housekeeper was stunned for a long time, then nodded and said, "Then please wait a moment, Miss Shang."
The butler turned his head and told the servant who followed him to go back and report. Not long after, the servant came over with Mr. He's words.
"I'm sorry, Miss Shang, you'd better go back. Mr. He doesn't want to—"
Before the servant could finish his words, Shang Youqing suddenly rushed in.
"Miss Shang!——"
Shang Youqing ignored the servants who tried to stop her and stepped in. She was mentally prepared that the security personnel in the villa would come and stop her.
However, it did not happen. Shang Youqing entered the villa almost unimpeded.
She put down her umbrella outside the entrance and went up the spiral staircase following the direction of the lights on the second floor.
I walked through the long corridor covered with soft carpet and just a few steps away from the room, my steps suddenly stopped.
The door was opened from the inside. He Cong gently closed the door, walked out and turned around.
He glanced calmly and coldly at the person who appeared in the corridor outside the door, as if he didn't even want to say another word to her, and directly picked up the phone.
Shang Youqing saw him pick up his phone and pretend to call someone to expel her, so she walked over and pressed his wrist, "Wait a moment."
Shang Youqing still held the gift bag in her other hand. She raised her eyes and stared at He Cong's slightly lowered cold face. After making sure that he had no intention of calling again, she slightly let go of his hand.
Shang Youqing carefully picked up the gift he had carried all the way, and couldn't help looking at the closed door behind He Cong, and asked in a hoarse voice.
"Has Momo been waiting for me for a long time?"
"He... fell asleep, didn't he?"
He Cong's eyebrows were dark, and he swept across her snow-white and cold face without any ripples.
"Shang Youqing, I don't understand you."
Perhaps the alcohol in his body had not completely worn off yet, He Cong lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly, then spoke coldly again.
"You can play tricks on me, you can play tricks on me again and again. But why did you even lie to Mo Mo? You said his bloodline was impure and you didn't want to acknowledge him. Fine, you don't want me, but I do. If you really didn't want to come, you could have just refused that day. There's no need to lie to a child. He'll take it seriously."
Shang Youqing tightened her hand holding the gift a little awkwardly. She pursed her lips which were covered with cold mist, and it took a long time before she uttered a slightly cold and astringent syllable with difficulty.
"sorry."
After waiting for several seconds, He Cong calmly withdrew his gaze and said, "If you just came to say this, I heard you. You can leave now."
Shang Youqing frowned and looked at him, then finished speaking.
"But I really didn't mean to lie to Momo. I was supposed to attend Momo's birthday party yesterday, but suddenly... I was delayed by something else..."
He Cong nodded. "You're so busy that you can't even make a phone call to explain, right? I remember Yu Zhu left you his contact information."
Shang Youqing looked at him, his expression gradually turned cold, and suddenly he stopped talking again.
That’s right.
What happened happened, and if you couldn’t catch up, you couldn’t catch up.
The damage has already been done, what's the point of her coming here in the middle of the night?
What's more, isn't it exactly what she wants to make He Cong completely disappointed in her?
Shang Youqing calmly put the gift bag he had just picked up back to his side, slowly pulled the corners of his lips, and was about to say something.
But at this moment, several extremely violent and hoarse coughs of He Zhimo came from the door behind He Cong.
Shang Youqing's thoughts, which had just calmed down, were suddenly thrown into chaos again. She subconsciously raised her eyes and asked He Cong, "What's wrong with Momo?"
He Cong's face was cold and gloomy. He didn't answer her question, but turned around, opened the door and went in.
Shang Youqing didn't care whether He Cong was still angry with her for a moment, and followed He Cong into the room without thinking.
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