Chapter 59 Could it be something shameful?
Qiao Mian, arm in arm with Qian Zhaoye, smiled and said goodbye to everyone, acting like the protagonist of the story.
When she caught a glimpse of Qu He preparing outside the crowd, she suddenly raised her voice: "Sister Qu He, are you leaving already?"
All eyes immediately turned to Qu He.
Qiao Mian, however, seemed oblivious to everything and said understandingly, "It's so late, and you've been drinking. Shall we take you home?"
Qu He frowned, but before she could speak, Qiao Mian turned to Qian Zhaoye and said in a sweet voice, "Zhaoye, shall we give Sister Qu He a ride home?"
Qian Zhaoye's gaze remained fixed on Qu He. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he uttered two words: "Okay."
Qu He watched the two of them working together and said calmly, "No need."
"ah?"
Suddenly, Qiao Mian seemed to realize something, and blinked in feigned surprise, "Could it be that Sister Qu He has someone coming to pick her up?"
As soon as she finished speaking, some people around remembered what Qu He had just mentioned about being married, and in an instant, those familiar whispers resurfaced:
"Could it be her husband?"
"Who exactly is her husband? They're making him sound so amazing."
Qiao Mian listened to everyone's discussion, her smile unchanged, but inwardly she sneered.
Who is this person?
He's just an ordinary person in work clothes.
She thought this to herself, but her face showed curiosity, and she deliberately dragged out her words: "Sister Quhe, if your husband is coming to pick you up, why don't you wait for him to arrive before you leave? That way, everyone can meet each other."
These words piqued the interest of even those who hadn't paid attention before, and their gazes all fell on Qu He, their eyes revealing their curiosity and anticipation.
Qu He sighed and patiently explained, "My husband is away on a business trip, so the person who came was a designated driver."
"well....."
A murmur of disappointment rippled through the crowd, a sigh tinged with regret, as if they had missed a good show.
Qiao Mian replied, but the sarcasm in her words was impossible to hide: "That's too unfortunate."
She casually brushed a strand of hair aside and made eye contact with someone in the crowd without making a sound.
Just then, someone in the crowd muttered, "But I clearly saw Qu He carrying flowers to the parking lot. Could it be that those flowers weren't a gift from her husband?"
This statement exploded like a bomb in the crowd.
There was a lot of discussion about it.
"Yeah, what a coincidence! Could it be that her husband is too embarrassed to show up in public?"
"I think so too. They didn't reveal any news about the marriage at all. It's unlikely that she just married someone randomly to spite Qian Zhaoye."
"I never expected this..."
murmurs rose and fell, and the way people looked at Qu He changed.
You say one thing and I say another, regardless of whether it's true or false.
Qiao Mian covered her mouth, looking surprised: "Sister Qu He received flowers? Since it was from your brother-in-law, why didn't you have him deliver them personally? It would be good to bring them out so everyone can get to know them."
"Exactly, exactly. She's been keeping it all hidden. Could she have really married an ordinary person?"
"I think it's because it's not presentable enough, otherwise why wouldn't it dare to say so?"
Unfounded accusations and speculations came from all directions, and Qu He clenched her fists until her fingertips turned white.
That's not him...
She opened her mouth, but before she could utter two words, she was drowned out by an even louder murmur of discussion.
Qiao Mian stood on the periphery of the crowd, watching Qu He being besieged, and felt extremely pleased.
Qian Zhaoye, who was standing next to him, had a livid face.
The curiosity and gossip of those around Qu He about her husband, along with Qu He's subconscious defense of him, made him believe that Qu He might really be married.
It felt like something had stabbed my chest, causing a sharp pain.
He abruptly shook off Qiao Mian's hand and walked silently toward the car parked at the door.
Seeing that Qian Zhaoye was angry, Qiao Mian decided to stop while she was ahead.
She quickly smiled and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Oh, everyone, stop guessing. There must be a reason why Sister Qu He doesn't want to bring her husband out..."
She casually uttered a couple of meaningful words to stir up trouble, then quickly followed Qian Zhaoye and got into the car.
The Cayenne slowly drove away.
As soon as Qian Zhaoye left, the gossip became even more unrestrained.
"Qu He, who exactly is your husband? Could it be that he's someone you can't keep to yourself?"
"Yeah, why hide it?"
"Do you think she might have hooked up with some rich guy again, which is why she doesn't dare let everyone know?"
"Hmm...you never know! I never expected her to choose to give up like this...what a pity."
"I should have made a move, hahaha..."
"....."
Unpleasant words kept pouring in, and even more blatant rumors were spreading.
Qu He stood there, wanting to explain, but seeing their mockery, all her words caught in her throat.
never mind.
It's completely useless.
This group of people just want to see a joke. They don't care what the truth is at all; they only believe the sordid 'truth' they've conjured up in their own minds.
It would be a waste to say another word to them!
She took a deep breath, and just as she was about to ignore them and turn away, two blinding headlights cleaved through the night.
The lights approached from afar, carrying an undeniable sense of oppression.
Everyone instinctively shut their mouths and turned to look.
A black Maybach came to a steady stop at the entrance of the auditorium. The car body gleamed with a cold, hard light under the streetlights, exuding a sense of intimidation that kept strangers at bay.
The people who were just discussing it suddenly choked up.
"Whose car is this...?"
"Why does this license plate number look so familiar?"
"Wait, I have an idea... Could this be Qu He's...?"
Everyone's gaze immediately shifted to Qu He, their eyes filled with surprise and doubt.
Just then, the driver's side door opened, and everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the person who got out.
A man in a black business suit got out of the car, his face stern and his posture respectful.
"Ah...that's it...."
"I thought it was someone else...you scared me..."
A soft sigh rose from the crowd, and hushed whispers began again.
But the next second, after the man got out of the car, he respectfully went around to the back seat, bowed slightly, and opened the car door.
Then, the car door opened.
Upon seeing the newcomer, a collective gasp of astonishment rippled through the crowd.
In an instant, there was complete silence.
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