Going Wrong as a Wife: Young Master Gu, Don't Be Arrogant

Chapter 125 Although very angry, but still have to laugh (3)

But he never thought that when he just picked up a microphone and was about to sit in front of the karaoke stand, a man with long legs sat down unceremoniously beside him.

She smelled a familiar scent of perfume again, and immediately wanted to run away, even though the man had helped her avoid Mu Qingge's entanglement not long ago.

When Tibu was about to turn around, the man's slightly drunk but still pleasant voice broke into her eardrums, "What song do you want to sing? Let's order it together."

She is so approachable and approachable, it would be bad for her to flatter others.

In desperation, Xia Yu had no choice but to raise her head to thank the person, and then casually said the titles of a few songs she could sing, and waited for the person to answer with a smile, before sitting back in a hurry.

Her phone was dead and turned off, but the woman sitting next to her was relentlessly scrolling through Weibo, laughing from time to time.

There was still a faint smell of nicotine on his body, and he hadn't been out for a long time, so he probably only smoked one cigarette.

The soothing prelude sounded, completely unable to cover up the noise not far away. Xia Yu kept staring at the display screen to realize that it was the song she ordered, and it went on first.

No matter what song she sang, she would always be a little out of tune. She picked up the microphone under the gaze of people, closed her eyes and completely lost the lyrics, and then she simply hummed.

And just at this moment, a clean and magnetic male voice sang with her, which happened to be the climax of the song.

Xia Yu suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the man sitting in front of the karaoke stand. He didn't look back, but just chorused with the scrolling subtitles on the screen.

With a straight back, it looks a bit thin.

Suddenly, Xia Yu put down the microphone and couldn't continue singing, but the man didn't say anything, and continued on by himself, almost solving most of the songs she ordered.

If Mu Qingge was here, he would be so angry.

Perhaps the woman had expected this situation, and simply claimed to be tired, and asked Bancao to take them to various entertainment venues.

After the event was completely over, Xia Yu was sent to a station by Ye Xuan, the woman on the sports car raised her eyebrows and asked, "Do you really need me to take you home?"

Xia Yu, who was concentrating on unfastening her seat belt, shook her head, "Don't bother you, I'll take a ride here in half an hour."

Xuan Ye looked down at the woman's protruding abdomen, still feeling a little worried, "Why don't you call the child's father?"

At this time, Xia Yu had already unbuckled her seat belt, opened the car door and stepped on the road, turned around and said with a smile: "No need, you go first, be careful all the way."

After she finished these polite words, she waved to people and crossed a zebra route without traffic lights.

Someone behind Michelle's car started to honk, she didn't want to stay longer, so she drove away.

And Xia Yu, who was waiting at the station, let out a long sigh after seeing the car leave, walked out of the station and raised her hand to stop the car on the side road.

Where can there be a through train to that place? After all, she just doesn't want people to know her current situation.

Ye Jieche was worried that she would be ashamed of holding the name of Yichen's hostess, so she didn't necessarily want to admit his identity so much.

It's just that the two look at each other and hate each other.

After stopping a car, she leaned in and said the address, and then faced the driver's scrutiny, indifferent.

That area is a place where the so-called rich and powerful can stay. Generally, there are very few people who need to take a taxi to go there.

……

When Xia Yu returned to the villa, the man hadn't returned yet.

She couldn't tell whether she was lucky or disappointed in her heart, she rubbed her forehead and wanted to go to the second floor, but she saw Aunt Yang rushing towards her from the corner of her eyes.

He stopped involuntarily and turned towards the person, "Aunt Yang, what's the matter?"

The woman hurriedly grabbed Xia Yu's hand, as if she was so nervous that she almost disregarded her identity, "Young Mistress, where are you going, and the phone can't be answered, the young master knows that he is not happy again."

There were some slight complaints in the words, Xia Yu felt a little guilty at first, but when the person said the last half of the sentence, the expression on his face was slightly stiff.

He'd better be depressed and die.

But facing this woman who usually treats her well, she absolutely couldn't say such words, she just admitted her mistake with a smile, "Today, an old classmate got married and had a little fun, so I forgot to call back, I'm really sorry. "

She didn't doubt at all that if she said what she said, it would definitely reach the man's ears in less than 10 minutes.

"It's good that you're fine, I'll go and report the young master's safety." Aunt Yang nodded and let go of the man's hand, turned around and hurried away again.

Xia Yu pursed her lips, but couldn't say a few more words.

In this villa, she is probably just a nominal young mistress, and everything is done according to Ye Jieche's instructions.

With a smiling face now, if that man gets upset one day and wants to show her off, she will definitely have no good fruit to eat.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, Xia Yu puffed her cheeks and walked upstairs. She was really afraid that she would be the one who died of depression first, but according to the current situation, nothing is impossible.

After returning to the master bedroom, she threw herself directly into the big bed, all the traces of confusion were whitewashed, and the cleanliness made people feel a little unaccustomed to it.

The windows were also wide open for ventilation, and there was a pot of pink flowers on the window sill, exuding a faint fragrance.

After tossing and turning for a while, concerned about the child in her stomach, she suddenly sat up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When she was looking for clothes in the closet, she suddenly felt a little depressed.

……

When Ye Jieche came back, he smelled of alcohol obviously, and he didn't know how much he had drunk, and his face, which had never changed, was actually stained with carmine.

But he still clearly knew that he and Xia Yu were in the middle of the cold war. Looking at the woman who was watching the drama by the bed, he sneered and turned to go into the bathroom.

After the man closed the bathroom door, Xia Yu looked away from the laptop and looked up at the ceiling with the complicated ceiling. She tightened her brows, squirmed her lips, and finally couldn't say a word.

When the man came out, he was only wearing a precarious bathrobe, as if he was deliberately wearing such a hot eye, and he was still walking around the room.

Xia Yu was so disturbed that she couldn't look at her anymore, she simply put her eyes on the laptop, and raised her voice in the strangely silent room.

She raised her hand and directly closed the idol drama that she was still in love with, and looked at the man standing not far away very seriously, "Ye Jieche, I have something I want to talk to you about."

The man looked at her extremely uncooperatively, and his contemptuous eyes shot a few bullets in the woman's heart like an AK47 gun.

"What are you talking to me about? What qualifications do you have to talk to me?"

It was a completely angry tone.

(End of this chapter)