Chief Forced Marriage: Beloved Wife Captured

Chapter 80

Walked into a private room, put the cake and presents away, and immediately took out her mobile phone to call Ye Beicheng, but when she called, she was told that she was on the phone, so she hung up the phone resentfully, wanting to call again later past.

Jingya opened the curtains, and the night outside was shrouded in the colorful light of neon lights, which looked extremely beautiful and warm.

She was in a good mood, because Ye Beicheng's 30th birthday was only shared with her, which made her deeply feel that he cared about her no less than Yang Qianxue.

The phone beside the table rang along with the vibrations, and she ran over excitedly to see that it was indeed Ye Beicheng's number. As soon as her heart warmed up, the corners of her lips curved naturally.

"Hello? Beicheng, have you been waiting for my call?" She smiled and raised her head.

Ye Beicheng on the phone didn't reply her immediately, but was silent for a while, and said softly: "Jingya, I'm sorry, I can't celebrate my birthday with you tonight."

The heart fell into the cliff in an instant, the smile on the face disappeared, and even the natural arc just now shrank slowly because of despair, shrinking until it disappeared completely.

"Why?" she asked coldly.

There was a deathly silence on the phone, it's not that Ye Beicheng didn't hear her question, but he just couldn't bear to say it.

"Because of Yang Qianxue, right?"

If he doesn't say it, she will say it for him, and if he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean she doesn't know.

"Well, she's a little emotional tonight."

Jingya wasn't in the mood to ask Yang Qianxue why she was so emotional, she felt that she couldn't hold it anymore, so what energy did she have to ask others why...

"Whatever." Jingya weakly wanted to hang up the phone, but Ye Beicheng emphasized again: "Jingya, I'm really sorry."

"You don't have to say sorry, you're not wrong, it's me who thinks too much!"

She pressed the end button hard, and with a bang, she threw the phone into the corner.

All of a sudden, everything was gone, gifts, cakes, the legend of Nocturnal Love, her wishes, all of them were gone.

She lay powerlessly by the table, heartbroken, but she didn't shed a single tear.

Tonight is just a lesson, from now on, she will never have any hope for anyone or anything, so that she will never experience the kind of disappointment when her heart falls off a cliff.

"It's a pity not to eat such a beautiful cake."

She got up and walked to the corner silently, bent down to pick up the mobile phone on the ground, found out Yin Mo's number, and quickly dialed it.

Half an hour later, Yin Mo rushed over out of breath. She dropped the bag in her hand, sat down on the stool, and shouted complainingly: "I said, did you have a convulsion? You are meeting with netizens, and you actually took Threatening me to come over, oh, you are married yourself, so you don't want others to find a partner?"

Jingya didn't speak, she lowered her head and uncapped the wines that the waiter had just brought in one by one.

"Did you hear what I said? What kind of attitude? I sacrificed my life's happiness and rushed to you!"

Yin Mo patted her uncapped hand angrily, unable to lift her head, she said softly: "I just don't want to be alone tonight, if you don't even accompany me, who else can I turn to..."

"Che - isn't your childhood sweetheart back? Go find him!"

Jingya picked up a glass of wine and put it on the tip of her nose to smell it, and ignored Yin Mo's words. When she was young, Zhai Tengyu was just someone she would pretend to be in her heart like all girls, but it was many years ago after all, and she has grown up. , she understands what true love is, and she doesn't want to use him to make up for the shortcomings in her heart when she is frustrated.

Yin Mo saw that her face was a little pale and surprisingly quiet, and gradually realized that something was wrong with her. When her eyes turned to the cake by the table, she suddenly stood up and said, "Yeah, why is there a cake, whose birthday is it?"

"Nobody's birthday."

"Why do you buy cakes for nobody's birthday?"

While opening the cake box, Jingya replied lightly: "I want to eat it."

"Damn! Could it be that you just wanted to eat cakes and felt bored eating alone, that's why you called me here?"

Of course not, but Jingya nodded.

Yin Mo rubbed his heart speechlessly, and said with deep pain: "Then there is no need to make an appointment here? Do you know where this is? The Pavilion of Deep Love! Do you and I still need strong love?"

passion?

Damn, she was stunned suddenly, she shifted her eyes to Jingya in shock, and began to look at her like a stranger.

Jingya was embarrassed by her look, so she cut off a piece of cake and handed it to her, and said softly, "Don't look at me like that."

"Tell me honestly, did you quarrel with Ye Beicheng?"

Yin Mo finally turned the corner, and she pressed Jingya's shoulder with a solemn face.

"No."

Jingya picked up the plastic fork and ate the cake bit by bit, trying to pretend that she really just wanted to eat the cake.

"Really not?"

"Well, really not."

"But there's something wrong with you!"

"When have I ever been satisfied..."

Yin Mo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's true."

She confidently picked up the cake in front of her and gnawed on it. In fact, Yin Mo has such a character, so-so, careless, and doesn't take anything to heart, so she doesn't always have a long relationship with boyfriends, but Jingya is very envious of her. Personality, because I will never be able to be like her, if I lose it, I will howl twice at most, and then the next target will appear as soon as the tears are wiped.

"Not bad, not bad, this cake tastes really good." Yin Mo nodded in satisfaction, and cut another big piece for herself.

Jingya smiled bitterly, and said in a very soft voice: "Of course, there is so much love in it..."

Yin Mo naturally didn't hear it, she only wanted to destroy the cake in front of her.

"By the way, where's your husband? Why doesn't he come to eat cake with you!"

"I have important people to accompany me tonight."

"A client?"

"kindness……"

Jingya picked up the glass of wine in front of her, tilted her neck, and drank it all.

In fact, she really wanted to say that the important thing is not only the customers, but she was worried that she would not be able to bear Yin Mo's bombardment.

"Drink, let's drink together."

"Ok."

Yin Mo took out a tissue to wipe off the cream from the corner of his mouth, picked up his glass of wine and started having sex with his friend.

The two chatted and drank while talking a lot, and naturally drank a lot, gradually, they began to get drunk.

"Mu Mu, do you believe in love?"

The drunken Jingya smiled and asked her friends around her. Yin Mo had already been drinking so much that she didn't know her name, but she was very sober about this question: "Of course I believe it, my god, I'm as beautiful as a flower Good times, if I don't believe in love, then I have to die..."

"Tch, if you believe in love, why are you still alone?"

Jingya swung the wine in the glass, and gave her a sarcastic look.

"Belief and love and meeting love are two different things. I believe that I can meet love, so I believe that I will not always be alone. Soon, soon soon..."

Yin Mo's cheeks were as red as a peach blossom due to the alcohol, she nodded and rubbed her face, looking very cute.

"What's coming soon?"

"The terminator of my singleness..."

Heh, Jingya snorted angrily: "I've heard this sentence for three years."

"It's true this time. He said that he may not be important to me, but no one can understand me better than him."

The look in Yin Mo's eyes was something Jingya had never seen before. She pulled her friend's shoulder sadly, and persuaded her seriously: "Mumu, don't believe what that man said, let alone believe in the pop song "My heart is only for you." You know best”, that’s all a lie. Even if a person’s heart is dug out, put in your palm, and then put on a 1-degree peeping glass, you can’t see its contents. What’s more , His heart is still well wrapped in thick flesh? Just imagine, if only he understands your heart, then, if he leaves you, won’t no one understand you in this life? A life that no one understands is a poor life, a sad life, a life in which life and death don't matter! Do you think that your life is only for this one person?"

Jing Ya's long speech completely shocked Yin Mo, she was so stupid that she didn't even dare to move except to blink her eyes. After living for more than 20 years, this was the first time she heard such incisive and hateful words of gold and jade...

"Then...then what should I say when he says he understands me?"

Yin Mo fixedly stared at Jingya.

Jingya jumped up against the table, and shouted uncontrollably: "When you meet this kind of person, you sing back: only you don't understand my heart!"

"..."

Yin Mo answered a phone call from her father, telling her not to fool around outside in the middle of the night, and go home immediately!
So, she really got out, and before she left, she asked Jingya: "Honey, do you want to get out together?"

"No, I'll call and ask my husband to pick me up."

Jingya smiled and said goodbye, but after Yin Mo left, she didn't call Ye Beicheng, because she knew that he couldn't come, and if he had time to pick her up, he wouldn't have time to fulfill his promise.

Standing up sadly, she staggered out of the box, losing everything except that special gift.

This year's early winter is colder than previous years, cold to the bone. On such a cold night, a frail and lonely woman walking on the street makes the night even more bleak.

Very sad light music came from a bar. The sad melody, like a thin string, touched the softest part of her heart.

Jingya stopped in her tracks and listened quietly. In fact, she really wanted to cry tonight, but she just couldn't cry. It was as if her heart was blocked by something, and she was so heavy that she even found it difficult to breathe.

Maybe her current mood is not suitable for listening to any sad songs, but she walked into the bar resolutely.

When you are sad, listen to sad songs, maybe you will not be sad. This is called "fighting poison with poison."

She found a corner, a very dark corner, so dark that others could only see someone there, but couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

On the stage of the bar, a very young girl came up, in her early twenties, with long shawl hair, not very beautiful, but very attractive, her voice was very soft, when introducing herself, Jing Ya I knew that when she sang, she would definitely cry.

Staggering to the bar, she said drunkenly, "Give me a bottle of wine, the kind that can forget your troubles."

(End of this chapter)