Chapter 44
"Let's welcome the heroine!"
The music tempo suddenly became faster. Lu Qizhi and his parents stood on the stage, looking expectantly at the closed door of the banquet hall.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...ten seconds.
Nothing happened.
Whispers gradually rose from the seats. The MC could hardly keep his professional smile. He picked up the phone and said, "It seems our heroine is a little shy. How about we all clap and cheer for her?"
There was a sparse applause at the table, and the music became louder. The side door opened, and a casually dressed man hurried in and whispered something to Si Yi and Lu Qizhi's parents.
Obviously that was not good news. Soon, the microphone was turned off and the orchestra's performance became louder and louder. Although no one could hear what they were saying, everyone could see their ugly faces under the colorful lights.
Soon, Lu Qizhi followed the man and left in a hurry. Not long after, Lu's parents also left one after another, leaving only Si Yi struggling to support the family. The Xu family members did not show up from beginning to end.
The engagement party has almost become a joke.
Song Zhiyu was not surprised by this result and even accepted it well.
Because as early as the first half of the year, when he and Xu Yibai were recording a program, he accidentally overheard Xu Yibai and Xu Yisong having sex in the bathroom.
After that incident, he developed PTSD about toilets outside, and it took him half a year to recover.
Shaking his head and forcing himself not to recall the past, Song Zhiyu pursed his lips and looked at his phone, which sent another urging message.
He had gone out to look for them just now, but he couldn't even find the corners of his sister's and Qi Nanfeng's clothes, so he could only stay in the banquet hall and wait for them to come back before leaving together. He really couldn't stay in this shabby place for even a second.
The boss on the stage said something else and there was a few scattered applause in the audience. Song Zhiyu put down his phone and clapped twice, looking at the miserable workers on the stage with a pitiful look.
In this entire banquet hall, probably no one wanted to leave more than him.
"Excuse me."
There were vague sounds of talking and chairs being moved behind me, but they were masked by the music and were a little hard to hear clearly.
Song Zhiyu looked back and saw Qi Nanfeng protecting Song Zhiyi as they walked through the crowd. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why did you come back just now..." When they got closer, he realized that there was something wrong with their expressions.
Let's not talk about Qi Nanfeng, he always has a cold face. At this moment, there is no expression on his face. Only his eyes are a little wandering, as if he has suffered some shock. But he is still barely normal.
Song Zhiyi was a little bit strange. The dim light shone on her face, and the flickering light and shadow made her ugly face look a little weird. She pursed her lips tightly and walked with big steps. If you didn't look at her eyes, she looked like she was looking for a fight. If you looked at her eyes, she looked like a lost lamb. The confusion in her eyes was so much that it almost overflowed.
Although he didn't know what happened, how should I put it...he was so familiar with their situation.
Thinking of Xu Yibai who had disappeared for a long time, Song Zhiyu endured it again and again, but still poked Qi Nanfeng with his elbow and asked cryptically: "You didn't hear anything you shouldn't have heard, did you?"
"no,"
"That's good..." Song Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief.
"But I saw it." Qi Nanfeng added the second half of the sentence slowly.
"..." After a moment of silence, Song Zhiyu said from the bottom of his heart, "Why don't we just go."
Qi Nanfeng agreed deeply, and Song Zhiyi said, "Let's go, why do we have to go?"
"Ms. Song, this is something a Mr. Yu asked me to give you." Jia Zhenzhen came over holding a blue notebook with a peaceful smile.
"Thank you." Song Zhiyi took the notebook, opened a page at random, and started writing his name on it with a pen in his right hand.
"!" Song Zhiyu rushed forward and grabbed the pen, whispering, "No, can't we go back and look at it later?"
Although he didn't know that his inner thoughts would be made public, it was still a bit too advanced for him to eat melons in front of the person concerned, especially when the person was an acquaintance.
"No." Song Zhiyi remained unmoved. The veins on his hand holding the pen bulged, and he went against Song Zhiyu's resistance and wrote the three crooked words "Xu Yibai" on the paper.
【Luckily, Xu Yibai is an artist, otherwise I wouldn’t know how to eat this melon. 】
"?!" Qi Nanfeng originally thought they were just playing around, but when he heard his inner voice, he was startled and quickly took off his coat and threw it over Song Zhiyi's head, "Your sister is drunk, keep an eye on her."
"Where are you going?" Song Zhiyu was hit in the face by the zipper of his coat flying past him, and asked while rubbing his cheek.
Qi Nanfeng took two steps forward and then stepped back, carefully instructing: "...I'll go find some hangover medicine. Remember, she's drunk, and everyone who comes will say this."
There were many people from the entertainment industry sitting here. Song Zhiyi was drunk and could not be persuaded. She was determined to dig up some secrets about Xu Yibai. It would be fine if she didn't find out anything, but if she really exposed these things, it would be like stomping on the faces of both the Xu and Lu families.
Fortunately, when Song Zhiyi's inner voice was played publicly, it was in 3D surround, and the source of the sound could not be heard at all. There were so many girls sitting nearby and the light was dim, so it was not possible to suspect her for a while.
Qi Nanfeng thought about it and made a phone call while walking out. The call was quickly connected and Chen Yuning's voice came from the receiver: "Hello, Xiaofeng?"
"Aunt," Qi Nanfeng said quickly, "something happened here. Xu Yibai..."
With a click, the lights came on brightly, and the emcee's relieved voice echoed on the stage: "Good things are never too late, and marriage is never too late. Our heroine has finally come to the marriage..."
Thump thump thump——
The music suddenly changed, and the door of the banquet hall suddenly opened. Who else could be standing outside the door if not Xu Yibai?
Chen Yuning seemed to take a few steps into the microphone, and then said, "Do you want to ask why she hasn't come yet? I'll tell you about this when I get back."
"Hmm..." Qi Nanfeng no longer had the heart to listen to what she was saying. He hung up the phone and immediately returned the same way.
He knew better than anyone why Xu Yibai hadn't come for so long, but the most important thing now was how to hide Song Zhiyi, a living gossip loudspeaker. They were right next to Xu Yibai's route!
"Hello," Qi Nanfeng took a deep breath and smiled at the girl sitting next to Song Zhiyi, "Can we change seats? She's drunk, so it'll be easier for me to take care of her."
The girl looked at Song Zhiyi disdainfully as he ate a plate of chocolates with liqueur filling, and naturally there was no reason for her to disagree.
The person next to him changed. Song Zhiyi, wearing her coat on top, slowly turned her head to look to the side. Seeing that it was Qi Nanfeng, she turned her head back, frowned, and looked at the character card booklet very seriously.
【There are so many words. 】
The voice in my heart echoed with dissatisfaction for a moment, and then quickly disappeared.
Qi Nanfeng heaved a sigh of relief. If that was all, it would be fine. The engagement party had been going on like this, and it should be over soon. As long as they could get through this period of time, they would be fine.
Qi Nanfeng, who put all his attention on Song Zhiyi, did not notice that at the table next to them, several artists exchanged glances implicitly.
I've heard that Song Zhiyu has an "expert" guiding him, and it looks like they are rushing to the scene.
——
Xu Yibai stood outside the banquet hall with red eyes, reeking of alcohol. In order to cover up the smell, he sprayed a lot of perfume, which made people dizzy.
Father Xu raised one hand and fanned it in front of her nose, while holding her arm tightly with the other hand like an iron clamp, and said in a tired and sad voice: "Don't be willful anymore, let us go, let yourself go, let your brother go, be obedient, ah."
Xu Yibai didn't answer, tears welled up in her eyes again. She blinked and looked to the right past Xu's father. Xu Yisong stood against the wall with his eyes closed. He looked slovenly, with one button of his suit jacket askew and his hair unkempt. He looked decadent to the extreme.
[This is the last time. Sister, I allow you to be unrestrained for the last time, but after this, just live the life you should live, okay?]
Thinking of Xu Yisong's words in the small flower hall encouraging her to come back, Xu Yibai's face turned pale and her body couldn't help shaking. It was obvious that her spirit was on the verge of collapse.
I said we could go far away, to foreign countries, to the mountains and countryside, to places where no one knows us, but you are the one who can't let go of everything here. Since this is what you want, I will fulfill your wish, but this is also the last time.
I will always watch over you, my brother.
The door slowly opened in front of her. Xu Yibai closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, a faint smile was on her face. She raised her chin slightly and, like a queen, stepped step by step onto the path prepared for her by the two most important men in her life.
【There are so many words. 】
"?" Xu Yibai slowed down his pace, lowered his eyes slightly, and scanned the surroundings with his peripheral vision.
Who is speaking?
[Although I vaguely guessed that Xu Yibai was forced to get married because his relationship was not accepted, I never thought that they have been together for almost ten years.]
Who is it? How does she know these details? And I seem to have heard this voice somewhere before...
Xu Yibai stood there in a daze, a thoughtful look on his face.
"Hurry up." Father Xu raised his hand and patted the back of her hand.
“Dad, I…”
"Hurry up," Father Xu nodded to the guest with an apologetic smile on his face. His lips moved at the same time, but his tone was completely cold and hard, which was completely contrary to his expression. "Do you really want to make me lose face?"
"...Okay." Xu Yibai lowered his eyelids slightly and said nothing more.
Dad, you made the choice, she thought.
The voice in my heart rose again, and it sounded very sincere:
[How old is Xu Yibai? Is he five or six years older than me? I can’t remember, but they are really in love! ]
Qi Nanfeng: “…”
Is this the time to lament about this?
The back of the chair was very high. Song Zhiyi still had her coat on her head and was half-lying on the table lazily. From behind, one could only see half of her clothes hanging on the back of the chair, and would not feel that there was anyone there.
Qi Nanfeng closed his eyes tiredly, turned sideways, and tried hard to block Song Zhiyi from the side.
Having heard Song Zhiyi's external voice many times on the scene, Qi Nanfeng has almost figured out the pattern. As long as Xu Yibai maintains a normal walking speed, he will be able to get out of the range of the external voice in no more than half a minute. Moreover, Song Zhiyi hasn't revealed any explosive news yet, so he just needs to divert her attention and take her away.
However, there are eight out of ten things in the world that are not as expected, and it is normal for things to go against one's wishes. The next moment, Song Zhiyi revealed a shocking piece of information.
[Who was the first to take the initiative, Xu Yisong or Xu Yibai? They are siblings, how could...]
Stop talking!
Qi Nanfeng stretched out his hand, subconsciously wanting to cover her mouth, but when his hand was halfway out, he realized that it was useless, so he turned abruptly and reached for the bottle at hand. Before he could touch it, a hand reached out from the side and held his tightly.
"Qi, Nan, Feng." Song Zhiyu paused for a word, with a little flame burning in his eyes, "What do you want to do?"
He had been watching for a long time, Qi Nanfeng had been staring at her elder sister! He still wanted to get started!
[What? If these two want to fight, go to the dance studio.]
Song Zhiyi looked up at the two hands wrestling in front of him, reached out and grabbed one side to separate them.
Qi Nanfeng's fingers trembled, and he stretched them out again, passing by the clueless Song Zhiyi under Song Zhiyu's vigilant gaze, and then he picked up the Coke bottle in her right hand, unscrewed the lid, refilled her Coke, and poured himself half a cup. The meaning was very obvious.
"Hmph." Song Zhiyu curled his lips. Although he didn't quite believe it, he didn't make any more trouble.
"How childish."
Song Zhiyi didn't understand what these two people were doing. He complained casually, and suddenly felt a little hot. He pulled off his coat with his right hand, folded his hands, and simply read the information on the character card in this position.
"..." Qi Nanfeng swallowed a mouthful of the mixture of Coke and red wine. The taste in his mouth was strange, but he felt relieved in his heart.
Although a small accident occurred, at least it diverted Song Zhiyi's attention, and Xu Yibai also stepped out of the range of his thoughts, and the crisis was barely resolved.
However, within fifteen minutes, he realized that he was still too young.
As long as things are not settled, everything is uncertain.
*
On the stage, a group of people were chattering politely, while below the stage, Song Zhiyi was feeling very sleepy.
Song Zhiyu had already asked what was inside the chocolate with liquor filling, and the answer he got was vodka.
It is said that the person who arranged the venue took the wrong one. Now everything has been replaced, but it is too late.
Song Zhiyi was still drunk and her face was flushed as if she had been basking in the sun. In front of her was an open character card album and the coat was back on her back.
Qi Nanfeng and Song Zhiyu were sitting on pins and needles. Although they were worried about different things, they were both anxious to leave. Finally, the parents of both parties and the two protagonists finished their speeches, and the dishes were served. They both breathed a sigh of relief and planned to leave.
Snap——
The character card book was closed, bringing a cool breeze. Song Zhiyi opened his misty eyes and muttered, "Can I go now?"
Song Zhiyu nodded, raised his buttocks and was about to stand up, when he heard Lu's father on the stage take the microphone and suddenly say "Please be patient, everyone."
He sat back down and said angrily, "Wait a little longer, it will be soon."
Song Zhiyi shook her head, only to find that after dozing off for a while, she not only did not sober up, but her mind became even more confused. She sat there blankly to calm down, looking at Xu Yibai and Lu Qizhi who inexplicably began to toast along the table, and asked: "Who is that man? Why does he look familiar?"
"Lu Qizhi," Song Zhiyu followed her gaze and said, "You've seen his photo. He was the one standing and talking to him before Nanfeng came over."
Nanfeng? Song Zhiyi turned his head mechanically, staring at the pretty face beside him for a while, and finally said firmly: "I don't remember."
After a pause, he continued, "I know Lu Qizhi. Who was the man who blocked the wine behind him?"
"Let me see," Song Zhiyu, who was wearing contact lenses today, quickly gave an answer, "Hu Tianling, I remember that Lu Qizhi and I were college classmates, right?"
"Hu Tianling..." Not only did he look familiar, but his name also sounded familiar. However, her CPU was obviously on strike, and she couldn't find the corresponding scene for a long time, so Song Zhiyi asked again, "Who is it?"
"That one," Song Zhiyu lowered his voice and looked around like a thief, "The male guest on my dating variety show, the little zero."
The last few words were almost spoken with a breathy tone.
Song Zhiyi suddenly realized what was going on, and didn't even try to lower her voice: "Oh, it turned out to be that little 0!"
"...Speak more quietly." Song Zhiyu's face also turned red.
"Oh," Song Zhiyi glanced at him and whispered, "So it's that little 0."
The one who compared her abdominal muscles with the man she had a crush on in the room during the live broadcast of the love variety show. I don't know if they compared other things later, she didn't seem to watch it because she didn't want to offend the eyes.
Little "Lang"? Qi Nanfeng frowned at the side. He called her so affectionately. Are they familiar with each other?
There were more than a dozen tables in total. Xu Yibai and his companions rushed in just like they were in a hurry. They walked quickly and spoke little, leaving no room for greeting. Their efficiency was extremely high.
When he came to their table, Song Zhiyu unconsciously took on the social burden and said a few nice words, while Song Zhiyi's eyes moved back and forth between Lu Qizhi and Hu Tianling, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Qi Nanfeng raised his eyelids coldly and glanced at Hu Tianling, who looked like a woman with a feminine look. His eyes became three points colder.
Chen Yuning had been staying with Lu Qizhi's parents. Due to her poor vision, she thought Qi Nanfeng was looking at her. Thinking of the ambiguous phone call before, Chen Yuning whispered a few words to Lu's mother and walked over.
【Hu Tianliang, found it. 】
“?” Chen Yuning paused and looked at Song Zhiyi in confusion.
Thinking of what happened after Song Zhiyi spoke out in public a few times before, Chen Yuning suddenly had a bad premonition.
However, the person she is talking about this time is Hu Tianling, so it should be okay, right?
This self-deceptive idea only lasted for a moment, and soon, reality told her to believe in the patterns found in history.
Song Zhiyi finally found what she wanted to watch.
[I didn't pay close attention before, but it turns out that Hu Tianling was talking to Lu Qizhi when they were filming the romance variety show. ]
No, who is talking to whom?
Qi Nanfeng's expression was blank for a moment, and he almost asked.
"Puff——" Some loser who could hear one's thoughts was drinking water and coughed repeatedly because of the choking.
Song Zhiyi's thoughts continued:
[Wu Hu, it turns out that Lu Qizhi's sexual function seriously declined after he turned 25. Hu Tianling wanted to change men but couldn't bear to give up the resources he gave her, so she could only mess around behind his back. Ugh, so disgusting.]
Snap——
The wine glass in his hand rolled to the ground, and the light-colored wine spilled all over the floor. Xu Yibai looked at Hu Tianling in disbelief and raised his hand to slap him.
Lu Qizhi was even more incredulous than her. He grabbed her hand and growled, "What are you crazy about?"
"Am I crazy?" Xu Yibai smiled, raised his left hand and slapped Lu Qizhi in the face, "You two gay men make me sick!"
[A fight broke out? Dog Man Man? Could it be that the relationship between Lu Qizhi and Hu Tianling has been exposed? 】
…Who should be blamed if it’s exposed?
Qi Nanfeng closed his eyes and moved his wrists and ankles to make it easier to fight and lead people to escape.
Song Zhiyi was completely unaware and continued to chatter:
[But the dog is innocent. What these two did was really insulting to the dog. They actually planned to coax Xu Yibai into giving birth to a daughter, and then use the relationship between Xu Yibai and her brother to threaten her, force her to divorce, and also let her voluntarily give up her custody rights!
[Also, Lu Qizhi wanted Hu Tianling and their daughter to have another child, saying that this way they would have a child with both of their blood. How could there be such a person!]
[Compared to this, what does it matter if Xu Yibai and Xu Yisong are in love? Although they are siblings in name, they are not related by blood! ]
What is this strange voice saying?
She has no blood relationship with her brother?
Cheating...right?
Xu Yibai was thrown to the ground as if he had lost his soul.