Love in Hancheng

Chapter 9 My Front Page Headline, His Spouse Tiancheng (1)
"Wait for Mr. Ji to come over, let me tell him, do you want to send me away with money?"

I have always disliked confrontation with people like this, and I am too lazy to care so much at this moment, but I just don't want to be treated as a dispensable existence and let others dismiss me casually.

"The person with the most right to inherit the Ji family is not Ji Mingchuan!"

Seeing that I don't like oil and salt, the man has a dark face, and the message revealed again makes me unable to calm down. In his opinion, I am just not compromising because of my greater appetite.

"What does this have to do with you?"

I never thought that I must marry a rich man. If possible, I hope that Han Dongcheng is an ordinary person. Maybe there won't be such a situation between us.

"That's all I've said. Whether Miss Qiu listens or not, that's Miss Qiu's business."

Seeing that I was so ignorant of good and bad, the man felt helpless. Obviously he was more worried about what Ji Mingchuan would find when he came over, but he didn't stay any longer. When he turned to leave with a bad face, he hesitated for a moment and took the 50 check.

I chuckled lightly, and suddenly felt that I had experienced a farce.

"Continued Cup!"

I greeted the waiter, who looked at it, made another glass, and brought it over.

Thinking of Ji Mingchuan's willingness to agree, I couldn't help but chuckle softly, who exactly does Ji Mingchuan like, since he really likes someone else, why bother to show so much hospitality to me.

Thinking of this, I drank a lot again, somewhat drunk, and still didn't feel happy. If I could, I really wanted to cry, but unfortunately there was a voice that kept shouting, Qiu Huanuan, don't cry.

When I got up and went to the bathroom, I realized that I was really drunk, my feet were a little light, I didn't know what I was stepping on, and I seemed to have no center of gravity.

When turning a corner, I almost bumped into a man. The latter was a little surprised. After looking at me, he smiled inexplicably and made a gesture of invitation.

I didn't take it seriously, but when I came back, I found that the man was already sitting next to where I was just now, and there was a glass of brightly colored wine on the bar counter, which was very attractive.

"Beauty, I'll take this cup!"

The man raised his hand, looking like a gentleman, and the eyes of the prodigal son in love made me feel funny.

"Thanks, I'm leaving!"

I grabbed my handbag, got up and prepared to leave, but unexpectedly the man grabbed my arm and said, "You're drunk!"

I wanted to throw it away, but found that I had very little strength. I couldn't help but feel a little anxious. I was about to shake it off, but I heard a clear voice.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Ji Mingchuan was dressed casually, but he was always so outstanding. The man who was holding my arm was stunned, and he let go unconsciously.

"you're drunk!"

Ji Mingchuan frowned, his eyes seemed concerned, so realistic, just when he was about to leave with his arms around me, I raised my head, smiled innocently at him and said, "Ji Mingchuan, if I want to marry you, Will you marry me?"

When I said such absurd words, Ji Mingchuan was naturally taken aback, and the answer was beyond my expectation: "If you want, I will consider it."

I couldn't help laughing out:
"Ji Mingchuan, you really know how to joke."

In the car, I don't know why I started to chatter:

"Ji Mingchuan, do you know that you rich people are the most annoying!"

"Isn't it good to be simple? Why do people think so complicated?"

……

Ji Mingchuan didn't respond to me. When I felt the corners of my eyes moist, I shut up.

In a daze, I didn't want to continue to embarrass myself in front of Ji Mingchuan, so I simply clenched my lips, put my cheek against the back of the chair in a posture facing out of the window, and fell asleep.

Ji Mingchuan didn't ask me where to drive me, and I didn't think about where I was going, but I was dizzy, and my consciousness was already chaotic. When I was half asleep and half awake, I heard Ji Mingchuan's cell phone ringing.

Maybe I didn't hear clearly, or maybe Ji Mingchuan was silent for a long time after receiving the call, and the car stopped. I almost woke up, but soon calmed down again.

"I don't interfere with you, what you want to do, that's your freedom."

Ji Mingchuan's voice was a little strange, his tone was cold, like Han Dongcheng sitting beside him, I couldn't help but wake up a lot.

"In that case, I have nothing more to say!"

Ji Mingchuan hung up the phone, and there was silence in the car. I opened my eyes slightly and closed them again, but my reason remained: "Please come to the International Trade Center ahead and let me down."

Ji Mingchuan didn't respond to me, but drove silently. Maybe he was in a bad mood. I didn't bother to care about it so much. I just leaned on the back of the chair, closed my eyes and rested. The tiredness hit me and was overwhelming.

Perhaps it was because the world in my heart was completely dark, and I was immersed in it in my sleep, as if being pressed into the bottom of the sea by a heavy stone, unable to struggle.

I only know that in the darkness, there seems to be light shining, my body seems to be in the clouds, and it seems to be in a cage. When I was struggling to get up, I felt the softness under my hands, and I couldn't tell what was supporting me. When I almost fell, a pair of strong arms caught me.

"Oh, it's hard~"

I opened my sour eyes, but I felt that the face of the person in front of me was a bit blurred.

"Be patient, I'll take you to the bathroom!"

It was a nice voice, and I recognized that the owner of the voice was Ji Mingchuan.

In the room, the lights were on and the luxurious furnishings told me that this was definitely not my apartment.

I didn’t have time to think more. When Ji Mingchuan helped me to the bathroom, I couldn’t help lying on the edge of the washstand and vomited. My numb nerves seemed to be unable to smell the unpleasant smell of alcohol. When I completely vomited After coming out, I suddenly felt drowsy.

I didn't know if I was disheveled or not, so I covered my chest, took stumbling steps, and when I walked out of the bathroom, I didn't see Ji Mingchuan immediately.

"Ji Mingchuan, I want to leave here~"

I leaned against the wall, knowing that I was powerless, and the subconscious trust made me fall asleep standing up after I finished speaking ridiculously.

Without the nausea in my stomach, I slept very comfortably this time. When I opened my eyes, I thought I was still leaning against the wall, but I didn't know that when I closed my eyes, more than ten hours had passed.

"woke up?"

What caught my eye was Ji Mingchuan, whose hair was still wet, with a bathrobe on his body, a rich smile on the corner of his mouth, and the light in his eyes, which made me feel hairy all over.

My eyes widened when I felt something was wrong.

"what have you done?"

After I sat up all of a sudden, I hugged the quilt tightly, and when my rationality fully recovered, I realized that my trust in Ji Mingchuan was extremely ridiculous.

I, with a trembling voice, stared angrily. Ji Mingchuan looked fearless, and his voice was still gentle: "Your clothes have been sent for dry cleaning, and the waiter will bring them over later."

Common sense can calm people down from panic. I should be glad that I still have this common sense. When I realized that I didn’t have any strange feelings on my body, and when Ji Mingchuan’s eyes seemed to hide stars, a certain kind of light flashed At that time, I grasped the hand of the quilt tightly, and after a little relaxation, I looked at him suspiciously, with guard and dissatisfaction on my face.

"I ordered someone to change the clothes. You vomited all over, so you can't take them off!"

Ji Mingchuan's usual gentle face, but the serious statement at this time made me gradually relax because of his justification, and I couldn't help but linger at his attire, and couldn't help getting annoyed again.

"You, you obviously don't have to do this!"

Ji Mingchuan was a little tongue-tied when he saw me angry, and after seeing the reason for my anger in my eyes, he frowned, and the corners of his pretty lips curled into a helpless arc, and said, "You're very drunk, and the phone's power went out, so I had no choice but to brought you here."

Seeing that I was still staring at him, Ji Mingchuan finally added helplessly: "That's my room over there, I'm worried that something will happen to you, so I stayed like this!"

I followed Ji Mingchuan's gaze, only to realize that this is a suite, and the outside should be the living room. So, Ji Mingchuan slept on the sofa, not the big bed beside me?

For a moment, it seemed that I should apologize for my anger, and my face turned a little red. Maybe I was used to living too much calm and forbearing life, so that these absurd scenes from last night to today made me a little I can't adapt, I don't have time to recollect anything, I just know to leave here first.

I bowed my head, didn't say thank you, but after a moment of embarrassment in silence, I asked urgently: "When will the clothes come?"

As soon as the words were finished, the doorbell rang. Ji Mingchuan didn't seem to be angry at my mistake, but said calmly: "It should be."

Just when I thought that Ji Mingchuan would turn around and open the door to get the clothes, I only heard the flashing spotlight and Ji Mingchuan's questioning sound the moment the door opened.

"What are you doing?"

The crackling lights, because a bold reporter broke in suddenly, I was so scared that I pulled the quilt nervously, and when I covered half of my face, someone asked loudly: "Is Miss Liang Yuyou inside?"

"Mr. Essen, I heard that you just came from Sweden?"

I was a little puzzled by what the reporters said, and Ji Mingchuan reminded me in a cold voice: "You guys went to the wrong room!"

Ji Mingchuan's voice was not high, but it was enough to hear his anger. The reporters were obviously taken aback, and then someone called out: "Liang Yuyou, Liang Yuyou, Mr. Essen~"

Immediately, the reporters scattered like birds and beasts, retreated quickly, and rushed towards the aisle.

When I cautiously revealed half of my face like a frightened bird, Ji Mingchuan seemed to have stood at the door for a long time before walking in. When he came in, his face was as ugly as I thought it was rare when I knew him.

In such a situation, I am naturally also very depressed by the reporter's oolong, but it is not as bad as Ji Mingchuan, like stepping on dog shit, which is extremely bad.

My surprise finally attracted Ji Mingchuan's attention, his eyes met, he paused slightly, his originally stiff expression softened a little, but he didn't speak, turned and went into the bathroom.

I don't know if I was thinking too much, but I always felt that such an oolong was too coincidental. The irritability that could be concealed in Ji Mingchuan's eyes did not leave a trace. I don't know if it was because of the scene in front of him or something else.

When the sound of ding dong ding dong sounded, I instinctively became cautious. Such an embarrassing situation made me regret my drunkenness yesterday, and it was too late.

When Ji Mingchuan came out again, seeing my nervousness, he comforted me a little with his eyes, and immediately went to the outside door, and asked about the opened door.

It turned out that the hotel waiter not only brought my clothes, but also his clothes.

Ji Mingchuan put the clothes away, and closed the door of the suite for me. I got dressed as quickly as possible, and hurried out, reminding Ji Mingchuan with some embarrassment: "I'm done!"

Ji Mingchuan didn't talk nonsense, the speed of changing clothes was obviously faster than mine.

Looking at Ji Mingchuan's not particularly bright face, I feel that I have dragged him down to some extent. After all, he is also a well-known person. Those reporters just didn't react, but once someone sees through it, it is considered news.

"How about you go first?"

Ji Mingchuan was taken aback for a moment, and then revealed a touch of wantonness and coldness.

"No need!"

After finishing speaking, he motioned me to check my things, and then he was ready to go out. I knew that he should have paid the rent, and the only thing I could remedy was the oolong just now.

"My mom seems to have friends who know the media, I'll let her go and say hello!"

I don't have the confidence to say this, although I know that my mother has cultivated her social circle for so many years, but I have never cared much about it. I don't know what those relationships are, and I just think I need Just be responsible.

For so many years, because I hate this rich family, I have never asked my mother to do anything, and this time I obviously don't want to.

Ji Mingchuan, who was walking towards the elevator, stopped suddenly, causing me to almost bump into his arms. The faint smell of alcohol on his body made me suspect that I had tainted him.

"It's okay, you don't need to worry about this!"

When I felt the warmth flashing in Ji Mingchuan's eyes, there seemed to be a stream of light flying by.

Luxurious suites and elevators show the level of this hotel. I am a little puzzled as to whether rich people like such ostentation. If Ji Mingchuan didn't choose this place, how could he meet reporters.

My puzzlement was not over yet, I only heard a ding, and the elevator arrived at the downstairs parking garage. Just when I felt something strange, the noisy voice froze for a short time following the appearance of Ji Mingchuan and me.

"Miss Liang, Mr. Essen, how long have you been dating?"

"Is Mr. Eisen going to tailor a blockbuster film for the Year of the Snake for Ms. Liang?"

The tall mixed-race man and Liang Yuyou were surrounded by everyone, and the moment Ji Mingchuan stepped out of the elevator, I was not only caught by the spotlight, but also swept by Liang Yuyou's gaze.

Liang Yuyou's seemingly silent face changed suddenly after seeing me and Ji Mingchuan.

Just when the reporter's light caught my face, I instinctively dodged. Ji Mingchuan had already wrapped his arms around me, protecting me under his wings, in a protective gesture.

Obviously, the appearance of Ji Mingchuan and I was a bit of an accident. When the reporter's camera froze for a while, and then clicked a few more times, when Ji Mingchuan and I were cut into the film, I couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"Miss Liang, Miss Liang~"

Apparently because of Liang Yuyou's star effect, someone didn't divert attention immediately, but gave us a chance to leave. Driven by Ji Mingchuan's tall legs, I walked fast, and was pulled by Ji Mingchuan. Immediately walked towards Ji Mingchuan's car.

But it was also because of such a departure that it had a negative effect. Someone recognized Ji Mingchuan.

"Master Ji, that's Ji Mingchuan!"

"Ji Mingchuan's girlfriend!"

When I was sitting on the leather chair of the car, a reporter had already moved the camera over quickly, but Ji Mingchuan's car was obviously covered with a car film, and the effect was excellent. Under his skilled driving skills, the car seemed to be speeding And the beast who went there was like a beast, and immediately threw away the reporter's camera.

The car entered the main road and melted into the traffic, but I asked worriedly: "We won't be in the newspaper, will we?"

Thinking about the consequences of being photographed last morning with Ji Mingchuan, I was a little worried that it would be made public again, turning right from wrong.

"Probably not, we have nothing to watch!"

Ji Mingchuan's face was a little serious, and his firm answer made me relax a little unconsciously. Thinking about it, we are not stars, so we should not be so eye-catching.

The car drove for a while, and there was silence. Ji Mingchuan drove the car with a solemn expression, as if he had no other thoughts.

"Please go to the platform ahead and put me down!"

No matter what the reason is, I have bothered Ji Mingchuan enough, and because of the reporter's appearance, I have an urgency to distance myself from him.

Ji Mingchuan didn't say much, but after taking a look at me, he parked the car gently on the side of the road according to his words.

"I'm sorry to trouble you like this!"

When I said this when I was about to get off the car, Ji Mingchuan smiled comfortingly on his originally solemn face.

"You are Welcome."

I pretended to be relaxed and smiled, turned around and left quickly. Regarding Ji Mingchuan, I never thought about getting closer and closer to him, all of this was just accidental.

When she got back to her residence, she was blocked by Ye Xiaoran at the door:

"Where did you go last night, the phone was turned off, and you went home? Did you drink?"

I know that Ye Xiaoran is concerned about me, but I can't explain what happened last night. Until now, I still feel like I'm dreaming.

"Well, I drank a little, I'm tired and hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

Seeing me like this, Ye Xiaoran didn't ask any more questions, but turned around and went to the kitchen to cook instant noodles for me.

I ate some hastily, and I felt a little bit full. I went back to the bedroom. After taking a shower, I started to clean up. By the time the bathroom, bedroom, kitchen, and living room were all cleaned up, it was already night.

Ye Xiaoran couldn't help being surprised when he cooked a meal that he thought was extraordinarily sumptuous: "Do you want to celebrate something?"

"Yeah, celebrate!"

In Han Dongcheng's eyes, I will never be able to turn over, I decided to do everything possible to forget him.

This night I slept like I was about to die, if Ye Xiaoran hadn't slapped me awake early in the morning, I might have slept until noon again.

"Qiu Huanuan, get up!"

I opened my eyes, looked at Ye Xiaoran with a sly smile and said, "Not bad, headlines!"

Ye Xiaoran's words surprised me, and I sat up all of a sudden, and when I reached out to grab the newspaper, I was still a little curious, why it made the headlines.

When I saw the picture in the newspaper, I breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but glared at Ye Xiaoran.

The big headlines in the newspapers are eye-catching:

(End of this chapter)