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

Chapter 147

There are too many unknowns in this marriage, each of which can drag her directly into hell, and she can never get back up again.

However, she is still unable to change this reality, and can only wait for the time to pass, and then worry about meeting something all day long.

Xia Yu looked up at the dark gray sky, her eyes suddenly lost direction, leaving only confusion and helplessness.

She took out her mobile phone from her bag, but she still didn't receive a reply from the man. She pursed her lips lightly, her expression was already a little ugly, and she typed a few words on the keyboard with stiff fingers.

Then he walked to the parking place, and the driver who had been waiting for a long time opened the door and waited when he saw someone coming.

The driver saw the woman's gray face from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help asking a lot: "Is the young mistress going back to the villa directly?"

She went in and met someone, and now she has become like this, should she report to the young master?
When she was thinking about whether she should betray the young mistress and went to inform the young master, the woman in the back seat suddenly raised her eyebrows.

Xia Yu smiled and said: "I hope you can control your own mouth. After all, I am still the young mistress of the Ye family, and I still have the right to fire a small driver."

The driver broke out in a cold sweat when he heard it, so he could only bite the bullet and nodded: "Young Mistress, don't worry, I've always been strict with my mouth, absolutely..."

The following words stopped in the eyes of people who suddenly glanced over, the driver smiled awkwardly and remained silent all the way, not daring to say another word.

Now I feel even more suspicious in my heart, what exactly did the young mistress go through inside, that suddenly seemed like a different person.

No matter how Xia Yu threatened him, he would never forget who the boss above him was.

If he finds something is wrong and doesn't report it to others, he will not only lose a job to support his family, but may also be unable to eat.

Her gaze swept across the rearview mirror. The woman's gloomy face was pale, and she leaned her head against the car window. Her eyes hadn't blinked for a long time, like a statue without emotion.

It's just so wrong.

Looking at the familiar road, Xia Yu suddenly sat up straight in resistance, and said to the man in front of her, "If you don't go back to the villa, just take me to the nearest station."

"But young mistress, if you don't go back safely, I won't be able to explain to young master."

"No matter what happens, I will bear all the consequences." After a pause, in order to appease her, she continued, "Wait until I ask you to pick it up, it's troublesome."

The driver had no choice but to drop him off at the nearest station under his resolute attitude, and even the idea of ​​waiting by the side was dispelled.

"Don't call Ye Jieche, or you will be very sorry if you let me know what you said." Xia Yu lowered her head and picked at her clean nails, and got out of the car under the bitter gaze.

Although she sent Ye Jieche a text message to beware of that woman before, she only said the address, and didn't say who she was going to meet or what would happen.

Maybe that's why that man is so careless and hasn't replied to her text messages until now.

With a long sigh, Xia Yu turned around and walked down the station, walking along the sidewalk, without end or goal, just walking forward in a daze and at a loss.

She wore a pair of large tea-brown sunglasses on her face, and all the clothes she wore were fashion-forward famous brands, although Aunt Yang followed the man's wishes and picked them into her closet.

But at this moment, it stops and stops like a bereaved dog, earning the attention of passers-by, and many people who know the goods can see some tricks.

"What's the use of dressing well? I guess there is absolutely no more than two hundred cash in her LV bag."

"It can't be that he was kicked by the benefactor, and he only got a suit of clothes."

Malicious speculation fermented from the young and beautifully dressed girl, Xia Yu pursed her lips and quickened a few steps, trying to escape those people's slander.

Although she really only had 89 yuan in her bag, she forgot when she got the change after consumption.

……

When it was close to five o'clock in the afternoon, in an unknown downtown area, she dialed the phone number that the driver had specially left for her, with a calm and hoarse voice: "I'm sorry."

Polite enough to stop being aggressive.

The driver waited anxiously and finally got a call from the person. He was in an unusually good mood, and hurriedly drove to the place she described in an abstract way.

It wasn't until finally being blocked in a narrow path that he hurried to the downtown area with a bitter haha. In a greasy cold noodle shop, he saw the woman who ordered a table of things.

"It can't be wasted. You can sit down and eat too. I'll pay as much as you eat." Xia Yu waved at people, quite grandly.

Although the man is a driver of the Ye family, his salary is not cheap. It is comparable to some white-collar workers who are sitting in a dusty place. The shock is fake.

When he met the master's black and white eyes, he couldn't say a word of refusal, and risked being hacked to death by the young master, he sat opposite him and ate.

"Tsk, don't mention how cute you are now, come and eat more, don't save me."

With his face in his mouth, the driver mumbled: "Young Mistress, don't threaten to fire me, I will be cuter."

Xia Yu raised her hand and added a spoonful of hot sauce to her bowl, "You're the one who talks too much."

……

After Ye Jieche sorted out the information submitted by the medical representatives and people from various places, he finally completed the final task.

His personal mobile phone had already run out of battery after leaving it aside. After his eyelids twitched slightly, he charged it up and turned it on, and then he received a text message from Xia Yu.

When the first text message was sent, his brows tightened, he picked up the jacket beside him and got up, and the text message did not have a long time lag, he was just about to walk out of the office when the second text message to tell him he was safe also arrived.

Looking at this short text message, Ye Jieche obviously felt his heart being lifted up, he was healed instantly, and returned to his original position.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a rush to leave at a faster pace and drive to the villa.

Xia Yu never liked to bother people, so if she could send him a text message to pick him up, it meant that she didn't feel safe at all.

The last time he did this was because he wanted to see Xue Zhexiao, so he didn't know who he was meeting this time.

He returned to the villa, parked the car directly in front of the door, raised his hand and threw the key to the driver who was washing the car, and walked in when the man was in a hurry.

It wasn't until he entered the master bedroom and glanced around that he saw the woman with closed eyelids and a natural expression on the recliner that the man loved so much.

There was no wind outside, and her waist-length hair fell to the ground following her indecent posture.

(End of this chapter)