Love in Hancheng

Chapter 10 My Front Page Headline, His Spouse Tiancheng (2)
The new film and television favorite Liang Yuyou joined hands with Essen to enter and exit the high-end luxury suite at the same time.

Subtitles are like embellishments:

The young man of a wealthy family has a tryst with his girlfriend, and falls in love with the actress in the same hotel.

In the picture frozen by the spotlight, Liang Yuyou is uncharacteristically holding the tall Essen with a smile on her face. I obviously just dodged the fact, but because of Ji Mingchuan's extra protection, it seemed so close.

The front is real and the back is virtual, and Ji Mingchuan and I are embellished. If you are not an acquaintance, you may not be able to recognize Ji Mingchuan's illusory handsome face, let alone know who I am.

Picture [-] is still a deep and wide shot with one real and one empty, but Liang Yuyou's face with a faint smile, his eyes follow the back of Ji Mingchuan and me, the hidden emotion in that smile seems to be drinking some kind of General hatred.

"No wonder there was a celebration yesterday. Okay, I thought you were always on the edge. I can't see that you also have a vigorous side."

Although Ye Xiaoran praised her so much, she was more curious. I glanced at her and didn't want to say anything more.

"You read it wrong, that's not me, don't think about it!"

I pretended to be indifferent, Ye Xiaoran naturally didn't believe it, seeing that she was going to torture her to extract a confession, I hurried to the bathroom as if I was running away.

"I have a stomach ache."

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, I won't ask any more!"

Ye Xiaoran smiled behind her, as if she was happy for me, I just thought that such a 'front page headline' had better not cause any kind of sensation, otherwise I was afraid that it would become the target of other people's gossip again.

In fact, although Ji Mingchuan was mentioned by name in the newspaper, my identity was not clarified for a while, but I was only vaguely referred to as a 'young woman'.

As soon as I arrived at the company, I saw a few employees holding newspapers and studying with great interest. As for me, I avoided this kind of gossip with some guilt, but I thought in my heart that the reporter's trick was really hurtful enough.

When I walked past them, someone immediately looked at them curiously and speculatively. Obviously, no one has completely forgotten the last Weibo retweet.

"Who is this girl?"

Seeing that I couldn't escape, I pretended to be surprised and blended into it. Immediately dispelling the suspicion, I was sympathized with: "I can't see that Mr. Ji changed his girlfriend quite quickly. Rich men are just unreliable!"

Listening to this not-so-warm consolation, I was glad that I was not involved in gossip.

Because of the gossip' headlines and Monday's inevitable busyness, when the day is about to pass, everything last night seems to be a distant memory. I didn't allow myself half of the extra time to think, but Thinking about what to have for dinner.

"Is Qiu Huanuan right? Someone is looking for you, please come to the reception room!"

When the front desk called, I was still thinking about what to buy and cook, but I didn't expect that the middle-aged man sitting in the reception room would be Han Qinan.

"Uncle Han?"

There was a faint feeling of something bad, which made me vigilant and cautious, but Han Qinan put down the newspaper in his hand and smiled kindly.

"Nuan Nuan, have you been busy with work recently?"

I looked at Han Qinan's kind smile and gentle questioning, but I felt a little uncomfortable. My stepdaughter doesn't have much affection for him, let alone him visiting me like this.

"Uncle Han, what can you do?"

I was a little cautious, but I asked straightforwardly, which made Han Qinan's smiling face a little serious.

"It seems that uncle and uncle are still born. Your mother misses you. I just passed by for a meeting and have a light meal with uncle."

Han Qinan was also unambiguous, with a tone of kindness and majesty, but he didn't give me a chance to refuse. After speaking, he got up and gave me a look like an order, which made people feel frightened and had to obey his order.

I don't know what I did to make him condescend so much, I only know that Han Qinan came here so grandly, I can't help but give face.

After hastily packing up my things, when I went down with my handbag, Han Qinan's private car had already stopped downstairs, and when I got in the car, I saw him on the phone.

"Well, uncle understands!"

After Han Qinan hung up the phone, he looked at me thoughtfully, which made me fidget. If my mother misses me, she will call me. There is no need to pass by Han Qinan like this. Thinking so much, I couldn't help but speak.

"Uncle Han, do you have anything else to order besides eating?"

If it's possible, I'd rather Han Qinan tell me directly than this so-called meal that keeps mom in the dark?

"You and Mingchuan are developing well. Mingchuan's elders have made an appointment for a dinner with me and your mother~"

When Han Qinan said this, I was taken aback. I understood what he meant, and an indescribable anger welled up spontaneously. It goes without saying that Han Dongcheng introduced Ji Mingchuan to me, but I didn't expect Han Qinan to interfere like this my feelings.

"uncle!"

I raised my voice, and before I opened my mouth to defend myself, I saw a cold look on Han Qinan's face, and a white envelope was gently patted on the palm of my hand.

"Someone gave it to uncle, Hua Nuan, Uncle Han doesn't have any rules here, but girls still have to pay attention to their self-respect!"

On Han Qinan's head-up tattoo that was carved like a knife, there was a faint sense of dissatisfaction, which made me open the envelope involuntarily, my face flushed with embarrassment, and I became depressed.

In the photo, I showed my white arms, hugged the quilt, and panicked and fled. The picture was coherent. Near the camera, Ji Mingchuan was wearing a bathrobe. His white skin was exposed in the torn robe, and his hair was wet. Anger after astonishment on the face...

Without the impact of the headlines, but with the bombshell of an unexpected surprise attack, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to face Han Qinan.

I said this is not true, will Han Qinan believe it?

As for the current situation, what did Han Qinan's words just mean?Did Ji Mingchuan know about this?
"Ming Chuan is a good young talent, your mother and I are optimistic about him!"

Han Qinan's words made me feel depressed, this is not the age when parents are in charge, even if he saw such a photo, why would he arrange my life.

I silently bit my lips, unable to defend myself, but I really don't want to eat such a meal.

"Uncle Han!"

Seeing the car parked at the door of the high-end club, I couldn't help but resist.

"Let's go, your mother and Mingchuan's parents are already waiting!"

Han Qinan showed a faint smile, but his tone was irresistible. Although I followed him, I made up my mind in my heart that I would never marry Ji Mingchuan because of this.

Before the Titanic encountered an iceberg, perhaps everyone firmly believed that it could reach the other shore smoothly.

Just like me, before I met Han Dongcheng, I always thought that I could control my feelings.

The luxurious private room should be the most honorable one in this restaurant. From the inside to the outside, except for the exquisite decoration, the waiters who are waiting for you, the antique screen, the exquisite dishes, and the guests who complement this private room, let The aura that people feel is naturally different.

"Director Han is here!"

The silver-haired man couldn't tell his age at first glance, and his warm smile still couldn't conceal the arrogance of wealth and power. If it wasn't for the similarity between his eyes and Ji Mingchuan, I'm afraid that he would look even more ruthless, but when he got up, the beautiful woman beside him, who at first glance was only in her early thirties, and a fashionable and famous woman also stood up gracefully.

These are Ji Mingchuan's parents?

This made me feel somewhat unbelievable. For a handsome and elegant man like Ji Mingchuan, his parents are naturally elegant and dignified, not the match in front of him.

"Dong Ji and his wife came from a long way, so you two have been waiting for a long time."

After Han Qinan replied without losing his dignity, the gazes of the two people on the opposite side naturally fell on my face.

"Hua Nuan, I met you Uncle Ji, Aunt Ji."

When Han Qinan was introduced, I had to greet the two of them politely, and then greeted the undisguised scrutiny of the two of them, trying not to show any dissatisfaction, but when I saw the mother on the other side, I was somewhat indifferent.

In my mother's eyes, is it better for me to marry Ji Mingchuan?
When did she only have these wealth in her eyes and disrespect her wishes and choices?

After exchanging pleasantries, I was about to sit down, but the waiter on the side had already opened the seat next to me and said, "Ma'am, sit here."

I was taken aback, and sat there. There were two vacant seats beside me. I thought one of them should be reserved for Ji Mingchuan. Ji Mingchuan hasn’t appeared yet. Whether he doesn’t know, like me, temporarily I was caught, and at this moment, I only hope that he had better not show up.

But things in the world always backfired. Less than half a minute after I sat down, the figure of Ji Mingchuan came out from behind the screen.

"Uncle Han, Aunt Han, Dad, Aunt Yue, sorry, I'm late."

When I raised my eyes to meet Ji Mingchuan's spring-like smile, I didn't see the surprise and dissatisfaction in his eyes, but what I saw was a trace of tenderness and concern from him.

My heart sank, and when he sat down next to me and spoke politely, I couldn't help but glared at him, asking: Ji Mingchuan, what are you doing?
"Sorry, I didn't tell you temporarily, I've been too busy today."

Ji Mingchuan's eyes were slightly tired, obviously he looked a little restless, which really proved that he was busy, but were these really enough for him not to report it?

He did it on purpose!
Just when I realized this and couldn't help but lower my face, I heard Han Qinan say: "It's strange, why haven't Dongcheng and Shasha come here yet?"

Han Qinan's voice was kind and friendly, like a miniature voice bomb, it made me stunned, I didn't expect to meet Han Dongcheng again so soon.

I suddenly forgot my dissatisfaction with Ji Mingchuan, but couldn't help but want to adjust my mood, Han Dongcheng, it's Han Dongcheng again, so what if Han Dongcheng is here, is Qiu Huanuan going to live in Han Dongcheng's shadow forever in?

I straightened my spine, unwilling to show half of my caring emotions, every nerve told myself that Qiu Huanuan must live up to expectations.

In fact, I did it. When Huo Lingsha naturally held Han Dongcheng's arm and appeared beside the screen, but when he politely greeted Ji Mingchuan's father and Aunt Yue, I seriously covered myself. napkin, and even elegantly arranged the tableware in front of her again.

Of course, if Huo Lingsha doesn't greet me, I think I can do better.

"Hua Nuan, so~ you are Dongcheng's younger sister? Why didn't you tell me yesterday~"

"It was too coincidental yesterday that I forgot to tell you."

I smiled and answered Huo Lingsha with what I thought was a natural expression and speaking speed, but there was a faint doubt in her eyes, but she politely did not continue to ask anything, and Han Dongcheng had no intention of explaining, his handsome face was indifferent He couldn't see any expression, as if he was the important guest here, he sat down with a dignified posture, but didn't say a word.

The gorgeous food came up one after another, as if I was in a dream, the food in my mouth didn't have much taste, but when my mother and Han Qinan mentioned me, I raised my head politely.

I think, I can last this meal, at least although Han Dongcheng and I are sitting face to face, but he didn't show the slightest indifference and sarcasm in his eyes, and I also suppressed the trace of sadness that shouldn't exist in my heart with despair.

"cough~"

But he still accidentally drank and coughed himself, couldn't help but picked up the napkin and covered his mouth, the cough was a little violent, and his face was red.

Just when I turned around to avoid Ji Mingchuan's attentiveness, I saw the waiter carrying a beautiful tray, walked to the place next to Han Dongcheng and Huo Lingsha, and said softly: "Sir, this is what you ordered for this lady." Coke with sauce can drive away the cold!"

Han Dongcheng thanked the waiter in a light tone, Han Qinan beside him had already greeted him with concern, and Huo Lingsha's face showed a shy and happy surprise.

"I caught a cold when I went to the beach last night. It's just a small cold. Dongcheng still remembers it."

In my understanding, Han Dongcheng would never do such a considerate thing, or in my understanding, Han Dongcheng would never be tempted by any woman. Even if Huo Lingsha appeared, I still don't think it was love.

But now, when I watched the silver spoon in Han Dongcheng's hand stir the cup of coke, which symbolized caring and thoughtfulness, my lungs that had just rested were itchy again.

"Sorry, I'm leaving."

I got up quickly, and seemed to be able to feel Han Dongcheng's secret gaze mixed with everyone's eyes, but my blushing face and my eagerness to escape, I couldn't care less.

It turns out that caring about a person is so selfish, selfishness can't accept him turning his eyes for anyone, a little care.

But, Qiu Huanuan, you don't have the right to be so selfish.

So, you have to accept this reality.

After resting for a while, I couldn't tell whether it was the coughing tears in my eyes, or the moisture that was already there.

When I saw the passage of time and even thought of leaving, I turned around and saw my mother standing at the door of the bathroom.

"Nuannuan, let's talk."

"I don't think we have anything to talk about!"

In history, my indifference to my mother has reached a point of indifference.This kind of mother is different from the mother I knew at the beginning.

"Warm and warm."

Just when I was about to pass by my mother, my arm was grabbed hard. I struggled hard, but I couldn't break free. When I had to face her, my eyes were filled with indescribable disappointment.

It seemed that my sight stabbed her.

"Come with me, even if you don't want to marry Ji Mingchuan, you still have to listen to my words."

My mother pulled me with great strength, until I gradually compromised, she simply let me go, and walked forward gracefully, until she opened the door to an unoccupied room with no lights on.

"Come in!"

My mother's stern expression was like watching me tie my shoelaces when I was a child, which made me feel uncomfortable, but it became more and more uncomfortable.

I walked in and was as silent as iron. With the light outside, my mother didn't even turn on the light, so I couldn't be bothered to worry about it.

"Nuan Nuan, you should grow up!"

There are endless vicissitudes and helplessness in my mother's words, but they are not so comfortable in my ears.

Still silent.

"You know, why can I marry Han Qinan?"

My mother's voice was not high. In the dark room, I could see her expression change because her voice was trembling.

"Yes, I was able to marry him because you met Han Dongcheng. Remember that white dress that my mother spent all her savings on?"

Of course I remember that when my father left us, the poverty and paleness of life made me dare not extravagantly ask for beautiful clothes. Even when I was about to face Han Dongcheng, I had to try my best to find an excuse and ask my good friend to borrow clothes to wear.

But my mother spent 600 yuan on a very expensive dress, and even a pair of outdated but unique sandals.

I really didn't understand it at the time.

"I will pretend to be Han Qinan's ex-wife. You will tell me the address. I will wait at the intersection where he will definitely show up."

My mother uttered every word so clearly, so that I suddenly understood why Han Dongcheng would not want to see me so much. It turned out that my mother really put all her thoughts into it.

"Why? You know I'm not afraid of being poor!"

I blurted out, with disdain and dissatisfaction.

"Nuannuan, you are not afraid of being poor, and neither is your mother, but if one day poverty makes you lose even the basic dignity of being a human being, and you are unable to save your loved one from being tortured by illness, then you will know how poor it is Horrible thing!"

Mom's chest seemed to rise and fall violently. When she said that, I seemed to feel that she was about to cry.

I don't understand what she means, Dad's illness, surgery, again and again, we try our best.

Although I also wanted to become a rich man, I never thought of any means to climb the so-called high branches after my father had left us.

"Then do you know why Director Wang, who has always been lukewarm to us, will do his best to help your father with the operation in the end?"

Although it is not as hot and cold as the ancient yamen, but there is no money in the hospital, and it is nothing short of fantasy to want to have an operation. Of course, I also remember the pale face after my mother came out of Director Wang's office that time, and I also remember Director Wang. There was a wretched and satisfied light in those eyes that were shining brightly.

why?
When a huge and terrible idea formed in my mind, I felt like I was hit in the chest.

(End of this chapter)