Chapter 73 Is he handsome? Or is your husband more handsome?
Back to the village?
So suddenly?
After hanging up the phone, Qu He muttered a couple of words, said goodbye to Si Yue, and then went out.
A black Maybach stood quietly under a tree not far from the shop entrance, and Qu He unconsciously quickened her pace.
Just around the corner, I saw Zhuang Bieyan standing there, seemingly talking to someone.
As he got closer, he realized there was another man standing opposite him.
The man was tall, and at first glance, his height was about the same as Zhuang Bieyan's.
He sported a neat buzz cut, wore a simple black short-sleeved shirt paired with brown cargo pants, and military boots, exuding a rugged and imposing presence.
He held a cigarette between his fingers, the smoke swirling around him, adding to his air of mystery and aloofness.
Zhuang Bieyan had his back to her, but the man saw her first, his gaze lingering on her face for half a second with a wary scrutiny.
Qu He's steps slowed down unconsciously.
Perhaps sensing the change in the other person's gaze, Zhuang Bieyan turned around.
In that instant, Qu He clearly saw the lingering darkness in his eyes, but the moment he saw her, it was quickly replaced by tenderness, making her think for a moment that it was an illusion.
He naturally reached out his hand to her, leading her towards the man. "Gu Yu, captain of the North City Criminal Police."
Then he looked at Gu Yu, "My wife, Qu He."
Detective captain?
Qu He subconsciously straightened her back, filled with awe.
A natural sense of awe for this profession welled up within me, and I quickly greeted him politely: "Hello, Officer Gu, I am Qu He."
Gu Yu's gaze swept over her and Zhuang Bieyan's clasped hands, a teasing smile curving his lips, his voice slightly hoarse: "Just call me Gu Yu, I've heard so much about you."
Qu He was stunned. She had never met this criminal police captain before, so how could he have "long admired" him?
She looked at Zhuang Bieyan, but he seemed not to hear her, only gently stroking the back of her hand.
Gu Yu stubbed out his cigarette, glanced at his watch, and said, "I'm leaving now. I have things to do with the team. Let's get together again next time."
He nodded to Qu He, then turned and strode away.
Qu He watched his decisive figure, her gaze following him for a moment.
But she meant it purely out of respect for the profession, nothing more.
But she didn't expect that her actions would be interpreted in a completely different way by Zhuang Bieyan.
Looking at Qu He's "reluctant" gaze, Zhuang Bieyan felt as if vinegar was flowing through his veins, not blood! Even the air he breathed tasted sour.
"Officer Gu, you've got quite the presence."
Qu He sighed, saying that the profession of police officer itself carries a sacred aura that inspires admiration, and there was no other meaning in her words than admiration.
"You think he's handsome?" Zhuang Bieyan's words were devoid of emotion.
Qu He nodded honestly.
This kind of sunny, tough guy, who also exudes a sense of justice, is truly unique.
But a cold, emotionless snort came from the side.
"Oh."
Qu He was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
She felt the hand holding her tighten a little.
Zhuang Bieyan's gaze turned serious: "Is he as handsome as your husband?"
Qu He: "..."
Seriously? You eat this kind of vinegar?
But she was still led astray by the question and actually started thinking about it.
Zhuang Bieyan is the kind of handsome, aristocratic, and restrained young nobleman; he's the kind of handsome who gradually breaks down your heart with gentleness, making you fall in love with him.
Gu Yu, on the other hand, is a completely different type—rugged and wild, purely handsome, full of primal power, the kind of handsome that smashes through a door with a single punch, the kind of handsome that's like a home invasion robbery...
but...
Qu He secretly glanced at the man beside her with a tense face. She was still slightly biased towards Zhuang Bieyan, but the words that came out were, "What's the point of comparing them? They're not even the same type..."
Zhuang Bieyan had only asked casually, but when he saw that she was actually starting to seriously compare, his expression darkened.
In her mind, he actually needed to be "compared" to others?
Zhuang Bieyan stretched out his arm and pulled her into his arms, his forehead touching hers, their noses almost touching.
His gaze was fixed on Qu He, and he said, slowly and deliberately, "You couldn't see clearly before? And now?"
At such close range, Qu He had nowhere to escape.
Her breathing became erratic. Seeing his kiss about to fall, Qu He shamelessly changed her tune, "You're handsome! My husband is the most handsome!"
Zhuang Bieyan was amused by her appearance and nodded in satisfaction.
He gently pecked her lips before slowly releasing her, then took her hand and led her to the car.
Even after getting on the bus, Qu He's face was still burning.
Zhuang Bieyan suddenly said, "No matter how handsome Gu Yu is, Mrs. Zhuang has no chance."
Qu He was taken aback: "Huh? What opportunity?"
"Gu Yu is about to get engaged to Yu Jiayu, and I just came to discuss this matter." He said calmly.
Qu He opened her eyes wide in surprise.
Yu Jiayu...the elegant and graceful Chinese beauty in a cheongsam at Yanjitang.
"A tough-guy detective and a beautiful woman in a cheongsam?" The image of the two standing together flashed through her mind. "This combination...is so perfect!"
She couldn't help but blurt out what was on her mind.
Hearing her words, Zhuang Bieyan turned his head to look at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a playful tone, "It seems that it is necessary for Zhuang Liuyue to help you get to know Yu Jiayu again."
Qu He: "..."
She didn't understand the deeper meaning behind those words until the car drove into the manor gate.
As soon as I entered, I saw two people lounging on the living room sofa.
Zhuang Liuyue still had that languid look, but the person beside her... Qu He was so shocked she almost stopped in her tracks.
The cheongsam beauty she imagined was now wearing a black tank top and denim shorts, with exquisite and beautiful makeup and a bold lip color, sitting with her legs crossed, scrolling through her phone.
Hearing the noise, Yu Jiayu looked up, paused for a moment when she saw Qu He, and lazily raised her hand to greet her.
She glanced at her phone, sighed dejectedly, and looked utterly hopeless. "I'm leaving, this is so annoying."
Zhuang Liuyue was unfazed and shrugged at Qu He: "Never mind her. She's about to enter the grave of marriage, so it's normal for her to be anxious. She's been like this every day lately."
Qu He: "...."
Was her "Chinese beauty" persona just a disguise? The contrast is too great.
Just as she was about to ask more questions, a small figure suddenly ran over and hugged her leg: "Sister Qu! You've finally come!"
It's Zhuang Xi.
The little girl's eyes lit up, and she pulled her along, running towards the back garden: "I'll take you to catch some small fish!"
"etc."
Zhuang Bieyan suddenly spoke, looking down at Zhuang Xi with scrutinizing eyes.
What did you just call her?
Xiao Zhuangxi froze, noticing her uncle's darkening face. She quickly looked up and sweetly changed her address, "Auntie! Xi'er will take Auntie to play!"
Qu He was pulled by her to catch some small fish in the pond in the back garden. Seeing the little girl running around so energetically that her collar was crooked, she reached out and straightened it for her.
Her fingers accidentally touched something warm and smooth. Looking down, she saw it was a mutton-fat jade buckle, strung on a red cord and hanging around Zhuang Xi's neck.
This mutton fat jade buckle has a delicate and warm texture, and it gleams softly in the sunlight, making it clearly very valuable.
As Qu He touched the mutton-fat jade buckle, she felt as if a piece of her heart was inexplicably missing.
Xiao Zhuangxi noticed Qu He's gaze and puffed out his chest proudly. "Auntie, isn't it beautiful?"
She touched the jade clasp with her little finger and took it out to show her. "This is what my mom gave me! Mom said that my grandparents bought it for me and my uncle back then, saying that it could only be given to the people you love most in the world."
She tilted her little face up, her eyes crinkling into crescents: "Mommy loves Xi'er the most! So she gave her to me, hehehe!"
"Can only be given to...the person I love most?" Qu He repeated softly, her fingers hovering in mid-air, as if something had gently struck her heart.
The person I love most...
Did Zhuang Bieyan also have this jade buckle?
Who will he give it to?
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