Chief Forced Marriage: Beloved Wife Captured

Chapter 36

"Are you looking for me? Hehe." The ugly girl smiled foolishly.

"You, are you a human or a ghost?" Jingya took a few steps back in fright, her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

"I'm not a ghost...Auntie, you'll know if you hug me." She stretched out her hands and rushed towards Jingya.

Aunt? ...it turned out to be a lunatic.

madman? ... Could it be that she is Ye Beicheng's eldest sister in the legend?
Jingya was frightened by her and fell to the ground. Seeing that she was about to rush over, she staggered and ran, shouting as she ran, "Don't follow me , don't follow me!!"

There was gradually no sound behind her, she turned her head in shock, and the crazy elder sister finally didn't catch up again.

Going back to the bedroom in a daze, she sat down on the sofa and couldn't stand up anymore. She sat for a whole day and didn't go downstairs to eat at noon until Ye Beicheng came back.

He may have heard from the servants at home that she didn't leave the room all day and refused to eat, so he pushed open the bedroom door and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Jingya curled up in a corner of the sofa, holding her bent legs with both hands, facing his concerned eyes, without saying a word.

"What's the matter? Is something uncomfortable?" Seeing her pale face, Ye Beicheng decided that she had a physical problem.

"I'll take you to see a doctor." He picked her up by the waist, and Jingya finally said, "Put me down."

Ye Beicheng put her down suspiciously, squatted in front of her, and waited for her to speak.

"Today I..." She hesitated to speak, she really didn't know what to say about this matter, Ye Beicheng never mentioned this crazy elder sister to her, it meant that he didn't want her to know.

"What happened today?" Ye Beicheng became more and more puzzled.

Taking a deep breath, Jingya turned her gaze to him: "I saw a woman today, a crazy woman."

Sure enough, Ye Beicheng was stunned, and his eyes were complicated.

"Did she treat you?" After a long silence, he asked hoarsely.

Jingya shook her head: "No, it's just that I was frightened."

"I know." Ye Beicheng nodded: "I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier."

"Is she really your eldest sister?" This information was heard from He Rou at the beginning. Although she didn't pay attention to it, she still had the impression.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Her face..." Jingya observed Ye Beicheng's expression, curious but didn't dare to ask.

"It was burned by fire." He replied suppressedly, with extremely heartache in his eyes.

"How could it be burned like that?" Gradually, she no longer felt afraid, replaced by a deep sympathy.

Ye Beicheng got up and walked towards the French windows, then he lit a cigarette, exhaled a cloud of thick smoke, and said slowly: "When she was ten years old, there was a fire at home, and the elder sister was injured and disfigured. When I woke up and saw my own face, I was severely stimulated and have been out of order since then..."

It turned out to be the case.

Jingya sighed deeply, and suddenly remembered something, she asked nonchalantly: "That day... the person who pushed me down the stairs was the eldest sister, right?"

Staring at Ye Beicheng nervously, the expression on his face already gave her the answer in her heart.

"En." Ye Beicheng nodded: "The reason why I didn't tell you is that I didn't want to make it too complicated for you."

She understands his good intentions, but he should also know that under the same roof, there will always be a day when they meet.

If she had told her the truth at the hospital that day, maybe she would not have been so frightened when she saw the eldest sister today...

Ye Beicheng snuffed out half of the cigarette in his hand, he turned his head, "Come on, I'll take you out for something to eat."

Jingya shook her head: "No need, I don't really want to eat." At this moment, her heart seemed to be blocked by something.

"It's okay if you don't eat." He took her hand and forced her to take her away.

Jingya broke free from his restraint: "It's really unnecessary, I want to have a good sleep."

Ye Beicheng stared at her still pale face, and asked quietly: "You still can't get out of the shadow of eldest sister, can you?" He suddenly felt very sad: "Actually, eldest sister is a very kind person. it is good."

"No, no..." Jingya waved her hands quickly: "Can't I go out with you?"

She didn't want to hate anyone, especially Ye Beicheng's eldest sister.

Ye Beicheng showed a gratified smile, took her hand and went downstairs. When he passed the living room, he was naturally ridiculed by Dou Huayue again.

"Heh, I can't invite you during the day, and if you don't know, you might think that the Ye family has treated someone badly!"

Jingya smiled lightly: "Mom, I don't feel well during the day, and the Ye family didn't treat anyone badly, especially me."

Mrs. Ye snorted coldly, and said to Master Ye who was reading the newspaper: "Husband, I think we should move out to avoid being annoyed by others."

Master Ye shifted his gaze away from the newspaper, glanced at his son and daughter-in-law expressionlessly, and said nothing.

"Mom, you talk too much lately..." Ye Beicheng whispered to his mother, and pulled Jingya out of the house.

In a western-style restaurant with an elegant environment, the melodious piano sound is floating in every corner of the restaurant. Couples look at each other affectionately, eating steak, warm and full of emotion.

Ye Beicheng thoughtfully cut the steak on the plate into a small piece, then pushed it in front of Jingya: "Eat it."

"I can't finish eating so much." Jingya pointed to the steak, pasta, pizza, bacon, salad, and juice in front of her...

"Eat more and have the strength to resist all pressure." Ye Beicheng teased.

"Then which one should I eat first?"

"Eat whichever you like first."

"Okay, that's it." Jingya picked up a fork and stirred the pasta around.

Just as he opened his mouth, he inadvertently discovered that a couple in front of them was embracing and kissing in full view.

She swallowed, and put down the food that was almost in her mouth.

"What's wrong?" Ye Beicheng asked suspiciously.

"Next time, don't bring me to such a provocative place..." She pointed behind him.

Ye Beicheng turned his head in confusion, and then burst out laughing.

"This is a western-style restaurant. Westerners are open-minded. There's nothing strange about kissing." He gestured to others with his eyes: "You can see that others are not surprised."

"..." Jingya wiped off her sweat: "Okay, I'm OUT."

She lowered her head and began to eat with her heart. The sound of the piano lingering in her ears made her very intoxicated.

"Does it sound good?"

"What?" Ye Beicheng was taken aback.

"Piano!"

Ye Beicheng had an epiphany: "Well, it sounds good."

"I can play better than him." Jingya shifted her gaze to the middle-aged man who was playing the piano on the left side of the restaurant.

"Really?" Ye Beicheng looked surprised, as if he didn't quite believe it.

She smiled confidently: "Of course, I am an eighth-grade piano master."

"There's no evidence for what you say, come on stage and play a song for me." Ye Beicheng was very interested.

"This is not a bar, how can you disrupt other people's order..."

"What does that matter." He stood up: "Wait for me."

Ye Beicheng walked to the piano stand, said a few words, and then the middle-aged man nodded.

"Okay, go there, I'll wait and see." Returning to his seat, he patted Jingya on the shoulder.

The restaurant suddenly fell silent, and the man who was playing the piano had already stood up.

Jingya rolled her eyes at Ye Beicheng, got up and walked over.

The sudden stop of the music aroused the curiosity of many lovers. They all turned their eyes to Jingya, just like Ye Beicheng, looking forward to the next performance.

Jingya clenched her fingers tightly, released them, and clenched them again. She repeated this process, took a deep breath, and began to play a piece of her favorite tears after four years of not touching the piano.

Under her dexterous ten fingers, the flowing notes intoxicated the souls of everyone present, including Ye Beicheng.

His blurred eyes stared at Jingya who was concentrating on playing, and he was shocked by what kind of woman she was.

Jingya lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, and there were bright things flickering in the corners of her eyes. At this moment, what others admired was only the beautiful music she played, but they couldn't feel what kind of mood she was in to create such a moving melody.

Inadvertently came into contact with the piano. In college, she relied on playing for the restaurant to maintain a source of income for four years. She never touched it again until she started working after graduation.
It's not that she doesn't like it. In those sad days, playing the piano was her only happiness. However, as she grew older, she became more and more beautiful, and naturally she was molested and molested by some guests.

When the pain is greater than the joy, you have to choose to give up.

As the song drew to a close, she put away her bitter memories and drew a poignant end.

Thunderous applause broke out in an instant, Jingya bowed lightly, smiled slightly, and approached Ye Beicheng.

"Very good." Ye Beicheng raised a smile: "It surprised me."

Jingya picked up the juice and took a sip. Instead of showing off her excellence, she said softly, "Shall we go?"

"Okay." He nodded, and the two walked out of the western restaurant side by side under the envious eyes of others.

"When did you learn the piano?" Ye Beicheng asked curiously after leaving the restaurant.

She thought about it: "It should be when I was 12 years old. My middle school music teacher thought I had this talent, so he trained me."

"Then why didn't you develop in this direction?"

"Because there are no conditions." Jingya smiled regretfully: "The dream of a pianist is not so easy to realize."

Ye Beicheng put his arms around her shoulders: "How about I help you achieve it? I will send you to the best school abroad, so that you can become a master as famous as Lang Lang."

puff……

Jingya laughed loudly, she shook her head: "It's better to say goodbye, I'm already in the third year, what dreams are I talking about."

"Dreams don't matter sooner or later, as long as you have the determination. How about it? Go or not?"

She still shook her head: "If you don't go, your dream will not come true. It's not bad as a hobby."

Ye Beicheng sighed helplessly, and poked her forehead with his finger, "You worthless guy."

The two were about to drive back home when Ye Beicheng's cell phone rang, and he put on his earphones, "Hello?"

"Brother Bei, come out and get together, McKim KTV." Ouyang Feng's voice.

"Now?" Ye Beicheng rolled his eyes at Jingya beside him.

"Yeah, come here quickly, why are you married, my brother's feelings are indifferent!"

"Ok."

Taking off the earphones, he met Jingya's gaze and asked, "It's still early, shall I show you around?"

"Are you going to see the man surnamed Ou?" She guessed right.

"En." Ye Beicheng nodded: "Don't reject him, he just has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart."

She spoke like a woman, with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart... Jingya raised her eyebrows: "Okay."

The car turned around and drove to the agreed place. Along the way, Ye Beicheng's ears were full of thoughts: "If the surname Ou insults me, slanders me, hits me, and taunts me again today, you must help me!"

"If you don't help me, I won't care that he is your friend, and I will definitely fight back against him!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)