After Escaping Marriage [GL]

The expression on Yu Qingtang's face did not change at all, she turned and walked back to the kitchen.

Fang Wenjiao's smile froze on her face.

Grandpa shouted, "Stop!"

Yu Qingtang closed the kitchen door.

There was grandfather's scolding, and Fang Wenjiao's consolation mixed in it. Yu Qingtang automatically blocked all sounds from the outside world, and gradually became inaudible.

Fang Wenjiao released her hand holding the phone's microphone, and explained to the phone, "Ting Yu, she's not here now."

Wei Tingyu heard the vague quarrel on the opposite side, but did not break it down.

Fang Wenjiao: "Would you like to call back later?" She took advantage of this time to do ideological work for Yu Qingtang. The father and daughter had no overnight feud, and the father was too soft.

Wei Tingyu said: "No need."

Fang Wenjiao was anxious: "How can you not use it, you can use it."

Grandpa grabbed the phone and grabbed the phone. The crutches in his hand paused on the ground, looking very angry: "You are so old, why are you so stubborn and angry with a child?"

Wei Tingyu had to apologize to his father-in-law, saying that he was not angry.

Yu Qingtang came out of the kitchen and went upstairs without looking sideways.

Fang Wenjiao shouted at her back, "Silence."

Yu Qingtang walked steadily and did not look back.

Grandpa's face was ashen.

Wei Tingyu lowered her eyes, caressed a string of high-quality Buddhist beads in front of her knees, and started with a warm hand. It was given to him by the second brother's son, Wei Jingfeng, so that he could calm down and take care of his body. Compared with the ruthless and dignified Boss Wei, the second Wei is a poisonous snake that kills without blood. Wei Tingyu later recalled that as early as last year, Wei Jingfeng had his idea on Yu Qingtang, and asked him where Yu Qingtang lived. where, want to see her.

Don't ask in the morning, don't ask at night, but choose to ask at this time, what else is there other than the advice of the second child?

This Wei family is full of wolves, tigers and leopards, and there is no trace of blood and family.

Wei Tingyu looked tired, put the Buddha beads back in the box, closed the lid of lacquered wood, and his voice was faint and ethereal.

"Since she's not here, that's fine."

Yu Qingtang went downstairs with the book in her arms, her grandfather was sitting on the sofa, leaning on the crutches in front of him with both hands, and his expression was heavy. Fang Wenjiao caressed the old gentleman's heart and kept whispering something.

Yu Qingtang passed by the living room and stopped slightly, but instead of looking at them, he lowered his eyes to the ground.

"I am leaving."

The grandfather stopped the crutches and said, "Go! Don't come back when you walk out of this house!"

Fang Wenjiao quickly explained, "Your grandfather didn't mean that!"

Grandpa scolded: "She doesn't even care about his father, so you still help her? We are both going to the ground, and no one can control her anymore! Look what she looks like?!" On the ground, "Sit down, you are not allowed to go anywhere today!"

Yu Qingtang came over and sat on the single-seat sofa beside him, her eyes unhappy.

Then there was the education of filial piety through the ages, and Yu Qingtang listened without saying a word.

Grandpa took the tea jar that Fang Wenjiao handed over, took a sip of hot tea, his expression softened, and said, "Call your dad later to apologize."

Yu Qingtang lowered her head and said nothing.

Fang Wenjiao said, "Okay, it's all a family, why are you so tense?"

Grandpa snorted.

Fang Wenjiao said, "Moo, aren't you going to go out? Are you in a hurry? Is there still time?"

"In time." Yu Qingtang took the book beside him, got up, and went to the entrance.

Grandpa was still dissatisfied and said, "Call first before leaving."

Fang Wenjiao advised: "It's the same for fighting at night."

Yu Qingtang breathed calmly, walked out of the house, and pushed open the two courtyard doors, the voice inside could not be heard at all.

At the door, Xiang Tianyou was wearing a bright orange jacket, carrying a one-shoulder schoolbag, took the book from her hand, and followed Yu Qingtang to the bus stop, took the bus to the library, and started his day of stalking. Life.

Happy and happy, he found that Yu Qingtang didn't seem to be happy.

Since Cheng Zhanxi returned to Beijing, Yu Qingtang's expression has been the same every day, no sadness, no joy or anger. Only when Xiang Tianyou accidentally got all the multiple-choice math questions on the test paper, she showed a very shallow smile. But there is almost a difference. For example, today, her body is covered with low air pressure, her face is always facing out of the car window, and she doesn't even look at him much.

"Mr. Yu." Xiang Tianyou turned his head and put one arm on the back of the chair, hesitantly opened his mouth.

Yu Qingtang took his eyes back from the window and landed on his face. He seemed to be tired, and he didn't even say a word, only using his eyes to express doubts.

"Aren't you happy?"

"No." Yu Qingtang's voice was calm.

Xiang Tianyou had no experience in coaxing people, so he choked back with a word.

He turned back silently and asked Cheng Zhanxi for help remotely: [Mr. Cheng, your heart seems to be in a bad mood, come and comfort me quickly]

The sweetheart was called by Cheng Zhanxi himself when he was chatting with him, and Xiang Tianyou continued to use this name.

Cheng Zhanxi was still very busy today. It started earlier and ended later than yesterday. When she saw the news, she was about to go out to dinner with Tan Lingfei, and her heart sank.

In the middle of dinner, Cheng Zhanxi made a phone call to Yu Qingtang on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Yu Qingtang received a phone call with a hint of undisguised surprise: "Didn't you say you'll be working late today?"

Cheng Zhanxi was in the cubicle and said in a low voice, "It's not over yet, but I miss you."

The corners of Yu Qingtang's lips turned up slightly uncontrollably, and soon she seemed to be pulled down by an invisible force. She said calmly, "Let's work first, work is more important."

Cheng Zhanxi: "It's not a job either. I'll have a meal with someone."

A series of questions immediately appeared in Yu Qingtang's mind: Male or female? how old? Why accompany you to dinner?

She closed her eyes, suppressed all these questions, and said, "Then you can eat first."

Cheng Zhanxi wanted to say something else, but there were footsteps of high heels outside the cubicle, and Cheng Zhanxi hurriedly said, "Then I'll call you when I get home."

She pushed open the door of the compartment and came out, passed by the strange lady who came in, went to the sink to wash her hands, and returned to the restaurant seat.

"It's been a long wait." Cheng Zhanxi stepped over and saw Tan Lingfei, who was opposite, put away the phone.

"Soon, just a while."

"Would you like to try their eel rice?"

"Okay." Tan Lingfei readily agreed.

***

Yu Qingtang didn't plan to call Wei Tingyu at all, her grandfather's voice of unfilial piety spread all the way to the second floor.

She couldn't read the book anymore, so she held the phone in her hand, opened WeChat several times, and stared at the quiet chat box in a daze.

It was at least two hours before Cheng Zhanxi went home. Yu Qingtang opened an app whose icon was a big eye. It was recommended to her by Xiang Tianyou, a 5G surfer. She said that she could pass the time when she was bored, and even in front of her Helped her register a Weibo account, searched Yiqing Gallery, and came up with a lot of photos, which are much richer than searching directly on the Internet.

Yu Qingtang doesn't need to kill time, but this software can help her understand more about the trajectory of Beijing and Cheng Zhanxi.

She followed the official blog of Yiqing Gallery and entered Cheng Zhanxi in the search box. There really is this user, but it is estimated that the name is the same, and the home page is full of retweets. In addition, according to Xiang Tianyou, he asked Cheng Zhanxi, and Cheng Zhanxi said that she did not play Weibo.

She searched for Cheng Mo again, her eyes lighted up slightly. Someone in the popular group made her painting into a nine-square grid, and wrote a long article praising her. The wording was very professional. Young. She left the first comment with her Weibo account nicknamed "User 15XXXXXXXXX":

[Well written, I also like Cheng Mo [thumbs]]

and liked it.

There are many people on the Internet who call Cheng Mo or have the word Cheng Mo in their names. Yu Qingtang flipped through it for a while, but couldn't find much useful information. He saw that there was a "real-time" at the top of the interface. As the name suggests, it is now mentioning Cheng Mo's news.

Yu Qingtang clicked in and paused at his fingertips.

The first one on the current timeline is located in the capital.

[Yesterday and today, happy night, Cheng Mo is more beautiful and humorous than I imagined, is Cheng Mo's Momo a humorous one? Ha ha ha ha】

Weibo shows the bright night view outside the glass of the high-rise revolving restaurant, as well as the dazzling seafood in front of it.

Yu Qingtang clicked on the comment, and saw that someone left a message below, it should be a friend of the blogger, and the tone was very familiar.

A friend asked: [Is that the beautiful painter Cheng Mo? OK, you, I finally let you hook up, I have been thinking about it for a long time.]

The blogger replied: [Hahahahaha]

Yu Qingtang's eyes stayed on the word "hooked up", his face paled.

She accidentally entered the homepage of this blogger named "Tan LF" and prayed silently in her heart, she didn't know what she was praying. Isn't the Cheng Mo she said about the same person she knew? is it possible?

Tan LF is very keen to share his life on social networks, some delicate gadgets, cats and dogs he meets on the road, will criticize the social phenomenon of injustice, and there are two cats at home, generally speaking, he is very caring A person with a sense of justice; a party with friends and a colorful life.

There are two Weibo that Yu Qingtang pays special attention to.

One of them was posted yesterday, located at Yiqing Gallery, with the words: [expectation, excitement, nervousness [xkl circling]]

The other is a selfie of her, wearing a red dress, her face is flamboyant but not arrogant, and she looks very beautiful.

Yu Qingtang stared at Tan Lingfei's selfie for a long time.

She closed Weibo, put **** on her brow bone, and closed her eyes.

***

Cheng Zhanxi returned to the bedroom on the third floor today, took a fighting shower, and then came out to call Yu Qingtang, ten minutes later than yesterday.

Yu Qingtang picked it up when she was about to hang up, didn't speak, and breathed quietly.

Cheng Zhanxi: "Huh? Are you asleep?"

Yu Qingtang moved her dry lips and said, "No."

Cheng Zhanxi heard her listless voice and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Yu Qingtang was lying on the bed, with the phone on the speakerphone beside the pillow, she turned her face to the other side, sighed lightly without a trace, turned back, and said, "Well, there is a point."

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Then you can endure the sleepiness and talk to me again?"

Yu Qingtang couldn't help laughing, but the base of his tongue was slightly bitter.

"Okay." She agreed softly.

Cheng Zhanxi said: "I went to a revolving restaurant tonight. The scenery is not bad, and the food is okay. Next time you come to Beijing, I will take you to eat?"

Yu Qingtang's heart sank uncontrollably, her eyes darkened.

So she really was having dinner with a beautiful young woman.

Cheng Zhanxi, who hasn't heard a response for a long time: "Are you asleep?"

Yu Qingtang recovered: "No, good."

The atmosphere is too quiet, it is easy to induce sleepiness, Cheng Zhanxi fought with his eyelids up and down, rubbed his face with both hands, and cheered up.

Confused, she heard Yu Qingtang say something on the other end of the phone.

"What did you say? I didn't hear it just now." Cheng Zhanxi held back the yawn that was about to come out.

Yu Qingtang was silent: "Nothing."

Cheng Zhanxi raised an uneasy intuition and insisted: "What is nothing? Tell me what you said."

"I said..." Yu Qingtang closed her eyes, digging her nails into the flesh, and asked, "Who are you having dinner with tonight?"

Cheng Zhanxi said without hesitation: "A model." She thought faster than Yu Qingtang and added, "Didn't I want to paint figures, so I asked the assistant to ask a model."

Yu Qingtang murmured: "Then..."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and said, "wearing clothes."

Yu Qingtang was so embarrassed that her ears warmed because she had guessed what she thought.

The next words were not so difficult to say. Yu Qingtang released the fingertips from the palm of his hand and asked in a low voice, "Is she beautiful?"

"Not as good as you."

"I'm asking her, but no, no..." Yu Qingtang's voice became lower and lower, and her fingers gripped the hem of her pajamas instead.

Yu Qingtang's jealousy shouldn't be too obvious, Cheng Zhanxi was so overwhelmed that he only had to roll a few times on the bed.

She fell back on the bed, her lips raised high, and said, "But I just want to answer about you, okay?"

Yu Qingtang seemed helpless and said, "Okay."

Cheng Zhanxi couldn't hold back a yawn, and the voice reached Yu Qingtang's ears.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep." Yu Qingtang said.

"But I still want to talk to you." Cheng Zhanxi refused to hang up, buried his face on the pillow and acted like a spoiled child.

"You can talk tomorrow."

"How will you be tomorrow morning?"

"..."

"Okay, okay, okay, okay?" Cheng Zhanxi rolled around on the bed.

"……Okay."

After getting Yu Qingtang's affirmative answer, Cheng Zhanxi kept yawning one after another, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and said, "Okay, when you wake up tomorrow morning, send me a message and I'll call. Seven o'clock at the latest. Half, if you don't wake up, I will call to wake you up."

"Understood." Yu Qingtang's helplessness still contained an imperceptible joy.

"Good night Yu Tangtang."

"Good night."

Cheng Zhanxi propped up one cheek, picked up the phone, silently said three words into the microphone, and smiled softly.

The call interface jumped back to the home screen, Cheng Zhanxi connected the charging cable and put it on the bedside table, pulled the quilt over his shoulder, closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Yu Qingtang lay on the bed and reopened Tan Lingfei's Weibo page.

She updated another one, an hour ago.

[Arrived home, thanks [image]]

The picture shows a white Porsche Panamera blending into the night, with the rear of the car chasing the moonlight.

Or the previous friend left a message: [Cheng Mo sent you back? 】

Tan Lingfei replied: [Yes]

Yu Qingtang opened the photo and zoomed in with two fingers. Knowing that it was useless, she still wanted to see the familiar figure in the driver's seat from the rear glass. I don't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that she really saw it. Cheng Zhanxi's coat was on the back seat of the car, and she only wore a shirt or sweater inside. She used to roll up her sleeves when driving, revealing a white part His forearm, the line extending from the forearm to the fingertips is slender and powerful, and the nails are neatly trimmed, full of pearl-like light pink.

She will also have a faint smile, and look at the co-pilot's position from time to time, her eyes are so gentle that it makes people palpitate.

I used to look at her, but now I look at Tan Lingfei next to me like that?

Is she dating Tan Lingfei? Are they interested in each other?

Will Cheng Zhanxi fall in love with her? They look so good together.

Yu Qingtang's mind was in a mess, she instinctively Cheng Zhanxi wouldn't do it, but she couldn't give a good reason. She wasn't just jealous, what was a little jealous compared to the huge panic and anxiety that followed? She had been holding a sword of Damocles in her heart, and now it seemed to be about to fall.

Cheng Zhanxi, who has left her, is like a fish returning to the sea, wanton in her world.

Yu Qingtang tossed and turned. She didn't know when she closed her eyes. She woke up less than two hours after falling asleep. From the light-blocking curtains, she could see that it was dark outside.

She looked at the digital clock on the bedside table.

5:30AM

Yu Qingtang opened the curtains, and the night was as thick as spilled ink. She unscrewed the lamp, took the art history book from the stand, and turned the pages under the lamp.

At exactly six o'clock, she sent Cheng Zhanxi a message.

【I woke up】

A few minutes later, Cheng Zhanxi called back.

Listening to her gentle and still familiar voice, Yu Qingtang's heart was briefly settled down.

***

Wei Tingyu gave a reply on the third day after leaving Cheng's house.

This marriage is still as decided at the beginning, and the elder brother and Miss Wei get married. Wei Tingyu has achieved his main purpose, as to whether it is a real marriage or not, this matter is not important. But Song Qingrou's hope of meeting the two families was still in vain. Miss Wei never showed up from the beginning to the end, and Wei Tingyu was in poor health, and the private doctor did not allow him to go out again.

The New Year is approaching, and it is too late to get married this year, so we simply postpone the discussion until the end of the year.

Wei Tingyu wanted to find a backer for her daughter, so that she would not be slaughtered by the Wei family behind her, so even if this marriage was a fake marriage, she had to pick an auspicious day and make a big deal, so that everyone in the capital knew it. Let the Wei family see the confidence of Miss Seven's backing of the Cheng family.

This cannot be discussed in a day or two.

Wei Tingyu's condition is stable, and he can persist for a year and a half until his daughter gets married.

As for the marriage itself, after many toss and turns in the circle, the elder brother changed to the younger sister, and the younger sister changed back to the elder brother. Many people were confused and couldn't figure out who to marry. No matter, Miss Wei was married to the Cheng family anyway. There are even more rumors that both the Cheng brothers and sisters are interested in Miss Wei. After a fierce competition between the two, the elder brother finally won, and the beauty returned.

The Cheng family has an excellent reputation in the circle. After her brother and sister "robbed" people for love, Miss Wei Qi, who was transparent from beginning to end, suddenly became famous. Many good second-generation people in the circle have all inquired about who Miss Wei Qi is. You ask me and I ask you, who is it? Never heard of it.

Do you look good? I don't know, the person who can make both Young Master Cheng and Miss Cheng tempted must be Shen Yu Luo Yan, Shu Yue Shao Hua.

Wei's house.

Wei Jiu let out a "bah" and said, "What brothers and sisters are in love with each other, so why don't they go to the underpass to tell stories? It's obviously a hot potato and no one wants to take it. Don't even think about getting married!"

She looked disgusting, the white cat in her arms tilted its neck and jumped off her lap. Before it could run far, she picked it up again with both hands and ran along the fur on the top of the white cat's head.

The white cat is unlovable, with shy brows and drooping eyes.

Wei Badao: "I'm still married to Cheng Yuanxi. In the future, the mute will be the young grandma of the Cheng family. If we go back to the Wei family, we will all have to be shorter than her. Can you marry someone better than Cheng Yuanxi? Appearance, character, Family background, the entire capital can't count a single hand, one of which includes his sister."

Wei Jiu threw the pillow in his hand and said, "I'm so **** off!"

Miss Wei Shi, who is not very talkative, whispered, "What about sister Cheng Zhanxi?"

Wei Jiu was angry: "How do I know? If you like her, go after her."

Wei Shi shook his head: "How do I match, I just ask." Her voice was getting lower and lower, and Wei Jiu was too lazy to pay attention to this timid cousin.

Wei Jiu: "The key is that they say that the mute looks good! Today, that kid Hu Sixiao asked me for a photo of the mute, and I almost turned my face with him on the spot!" She took the pillow back, kneaded it into shape, and said bitterly, " The mute's face is as white as a ghost, it's not bad to come out in broad daylight without scaring people to death, and can it be called good-looking?"

At this moment, a glutinous child's voice interjected: "Seventh sister is very beautiful."

It is Wei Shishi, the youngest daughter of the Wei family.

Wei Jiu was furious: "I said don't call her sister!"

Wei Twelve said in a milky voice, "Oh." She sat on the carpet and continued to work on her building blocks.

Wei Jiu threw the pillow out and said angrily, "Children are against me too!"

The servant in the living room went to pick it up, Wei Jiu shouted, "Stop! Did I let you pick it up?"

The maid froze in place, not letting go, not letting go. Seeing that Wei Jiu's eyes became more and more gloomy, the servant's heart froze for a moment.

Several young ladies of the Wei family are spoiled, and the one with the worst temper is Miss Jiu, who will have no good fruit to eat if they offend her.

Wei Jiu squinted and was thinking about how to get rid of the servant's anger when a pleasant female voice came from the top of her head.

"What are you talking about? It's so lively?"

Several young ladies in the living room turned to look at the same time, Wei Jiu pouted when he saw the person coming.

If the servant was granted amnesty, he almost wrote his gratitude on his face.

Wei Twelve, who was building blocks on the ground, threw away the square in his hand and said happily, "Sister!" Only cousins ​​are ranked, and biological sisters do not need it. Wei Twelve and Wei Jingfeng and Wei Jinglan are both children of the second room.

Fifth Young Lady Wei Jinglan, who was the same age as Yu Qingtang, came over, picked up her sister on the ground, kissed Twelve's cheek, looked around at the sisters in the living room, and said with a gentle smile, "I was sleeping in the room and heard the noise downstairs. Who made you angry?"

Wei Badao: "No one."

Wei Jiu also said, "Let's chat casually."

Wei Jinglan is older than them and works in the Wei family's company. She doesn't like her sisters talking all day long, especially Yu Qingtang's. The reason is that they are all from the blood of the Wei family. Wei Jiu wasn't afraid of her, but Wei Jinglan was able to nagging, grabbing them to reason, and Wei Jiu, who came and went, shut up when she saw her.

"Lower your voice, I just came back from a business trip and need to catch up on sleep." Wei Jinglan said, carrying Twelve back to the upstairs room.

After closing the door, Wei Jinglan put a candy in Twelve's hand and asked softly, "What were the sisters talking about downstairs just now?"

Twelve Wei, who was one year older than last year, recounted it in a milky voice. She was young and could only remember a few sentences, but it did not delay Wei Jinglan's understanding.

Wei Jinglan peeled off the sugar coating for Twelve, and when she was about to put it in her mouth, she asked, "What do you call Miss Seven today?"

"Seventh sister."

The candy fell into Wei Twelve's mouth, Wei Jinglan rubbed her head and said, "Dear me, remember, I'll call you that again when I see you later, you can't imitate the eighth sister, the ninth sister and the others. Seventh sister Also your sister."

Wei Twelve ate the candy and couldn't help but agree vaguely.

***

Cheng Zhanxi was pulled around like a spinning top by Xiaoxue for two weeks, and finally finished the work. On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, the studio was officially on holiday. Cheng Zhanxi brought a basket of red envelopes, everyone had a share, and Xiaoxue took the biggest one to celebrate her getting rid of the fate of hanging at the door. Congratulations.

In the evening, when the employees had a dinner, Cheng Zhanxi sent the last drunk girl home, gave her to the female roommate she shared, and went downstairs to the car.

The driver in front said, "Miss, can you go home?"

Cheng Zhanxi also drank wine, pinched his sore brows with two fingers, and said, "Go back."

The moonlight flows through the long car body, the trees on both sides of the road hide the moonlight, and the light that penetrates into the car is sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

Cheng Zhanxi lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Yu Qingtang: [I'm done, I'm going home now, so sleepy]

It was already after one o'clock in the morning, Yu Qingtang fell asleep long ago, and after Cheng Zhanxi sent this message, he locked the screen of his phone and closed his eyes.

If she turns off the screen a second later, she will see "the other party is typing" popping up above.

Yu Qingtang has been reading books, and has read all the books he borrowed. In addition, he placed an order and bought a few more books. They were all thick books. When he opened the small words inside, he felt dizzy after reading for a long time.

Yu Qingtang fell asleep on the table, and the sound of the phone vibrating woke her up again.

She opened her eyes, saw the bright screen dimly, and sat up in a jolt.