Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

A blue sports car was parked downstairs of Manheyuan.

The man in a black shirt was leaning against the driver's seat, with his arm rolled up and half of his arm resting outside the window, a cigarette burning in his hand.

There were seven or eight cigarette butts scattered on the ground next to the car.

Through the windshield of the sports car, his deep eyes in the darkness were always fixed on the glass windows of the 22nd floor.

In the apartment on the twenty-second floor, warm yellow lights were on.

Qiao Ruyi sat on the sofa, her mind in a daze.

After drinking and being exposed to the wind, I now have a splitting headache.

After the quarrel at the bar, she took a taxi back to Manheyuan, and the man followed her car all the way to the bottom of the building.

She walked to the window and looked down. It was still dark and she couldn't see clearly, so she wasn't sure whether the people downstairs had left.

She closed the curtains and prepared to take a bath and sleep.

The phone on the table rang. She took a look and saw it was Zhou Xingxing.

As soon as the call was connected, Zhou Xingxing's clear and cheerful voice came over, "Ruyi! Are you asleep?"

Qiao Ruyi returned to the sofa and rubbed her aching forehead. "No, what's wrong, Xingxing?"

"Did my mom tell you about my birthday party tomorrow?" Zhou Xingxing said happily, "You and my brother must come tomorrow!"

Qiao Ruyi then remembered that Zhuang Yurong had called her a few days ago and told her that she would hold a 20th birthday party for Zhou Xingxing. She had almost forgotten about it because so many bad things had happened in the past few days.

Before Qiao Ruyi could speak, Zhou Xiaxia said in a rather dissatisfied tone, "They said they were throwing a birthday party for me, but in reality, most of the people coming are people from my father's business. I don't know any of them well. So, Ruyi, you must come tomorrow, otherwise I'll be too bored!"

"Okay, okay." Qiao Ruyi said helplessly, "I will definitely go tomorrow."

Hearing her voice was a little weak, Zhou Xiaxia asked again, "Ruyi, are you feeling unwell? Did my brother make you angry again?"

She hasn't heard any gossip from Song Yanzhi recently. Logically speaking, her brother should be quite honest.

"No." Qiao Ruyi didn't want to mention Ling Che, "I'm just a little sleepy."

"Oh!" Zhou Xingxing smiled embarrassedly, "I forgot what time it was. Then you should go to bed early, Ruyi! See you tomorrow!"

At two o'clock in the morning, the man in the sports car downstairs saw the lights in the apartment upstairs go out.

It was not until seven in the morning, when it was already bright, that he drove away from Manheyuan.

......

Maybe because of the alcohol, Qiao Ruyi slept until noon.

The headache didn't ease much. She checked the time and went to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water to sober up a little.

Then I found a little dress to put on, put on some simple makeup and went downstairs.

As soon as I got downstairs, a black luxury car was already waiting there.

By the car, the man was wearing a clean and tidy dark-colored suit and his hair was meticulously groomed.

Seeing her coming down the stairs, the man's eyes dimmed after he glanced at her slender figure, and he opened the car door.

"boarding."

Qiao Ruyi looked at him with a dignified posture and cold eyes.

She knew the reason for his cold tone, because she smashed his Buddhist beads and he was angry, but he didn't explode.

He is enduring.

She said nothing and raised her foot to walk around when the man's voice sounded again.

"Do you want your aunt to know that we are having a conflict?"

Having a conflict?

Qiao Ruyi looked at Ling Che's stern face. He still thought they were just having a conflict.

Did he forget that they were going to get a divorce?

But his words reminded her that if Zhuang Yurong knew that they were going to divorce, she would definitely talk to her for three days and three nights to try to reconcile them.

She didn't say anything and turned to get into his car.

Qi Jin started the car and glanced in the rearview mirror. The two people in the back seat were sitting at either end, with a Milky Way between them.

Qiao Ruyi turned her head to look outside the car, and suddenly saw a cold white wrist in front of her eyes, with a glass of water in the slender and clean hand.

"It's for sobering up." Ling Che brought the water closer to her and said, "Drink it."

Qiao Ruyi didn't answer, as if she didn't hear it.

She looked very stubborn, and Ling Che frowned at her.

"If you don't drink, I'll feed you myself."

The "feed" he said did not mean feeding with hands politely.

Qiao Ruyi pursed her lips, took it, tilted her head back and drank it, then reached around his hand and placed the glass on the wine cabinet on his side.

As she leaned over, her thick long hair brushed against his suit jacket, carrying a faint fragrance.

Ling Che's hand in front of him involuntarily raised up, wanting to touch her hair.

Just as she was kneading it with her fingertips, her body retreated, and her long hair was unexpectedly pulled. Qiao Ruyi frowned in pain.

Ling Che quickly loosened his fingers, then heard the other party say unhappily, "Are you taking revenge on me?"

His brows twitched. He just touched her hair, how could it be considered revenge?

If she hadn't suddenly pulled back, her hair wouldn't have been pulled.

"Qiao Ruyi, I care about you, can't you see?"

I drank so much last night. If I don’t drink some sobering water, I’ll have a headache later.

But Qiao Ruyi didn't appreciate his kindness at all and just sneered.

Care about her?

Compared with what he did for Bai Yiyi, this kind of concern is simply not worth mentioning.

Qiao Ruyi didn't understand why he was unwilling to divorce her and marry Bai Yiyi when he could do so much for her.

If you want it all, you're a complete scumbag!

The vehicle arrived at the courtyard of Zhou's villa.

As soon as their car arrived, it was surrounded by a large number of people.

Qiao Ruyi had expected this scene a long time ago. No matter where he was, Ling Che was always the center of attention.

Whenever he is around, both men and women will gather around him.

As soon as Ling Che got out of the car, he was surrounded by a group of business people in suits and ties who offered him wine.

Someone also handed Qiao Ruyi a glass of wine, but it was taken away from her as soon as she held it and replaced with a glass of juice.

She turned her head and saw the man holding her glass of wine in his hand, talking to someone with ease, with a smile on his face.

Qiao Ruyi didn't like the feeling of being surrounded by people, so she found an excuse to go find some quiet time.

"Ruyi!" Zhou Xingxing saw her among a group of daughters from wealthy families and waved to her quickly.

She wore a light blue strapless dress with hand-embroidered gold thread on the skirt. She looked generous and noble, yet youthful and playful.

The group of socialites followed Zhou Xiaxia's gaze and looked at Qiao Ruyi, and a moment of surprise flashed across their laughing faces.

The woman in front of him was not the most eye-catching in terms of her dress or makeup, but her outstanding figure and face were so beautiful that people could not take their eyes off her.

Zhou Xiaxia walked over with Qiao Ruyi by her arm and introduced her to them boastfully, "This is my cousin's wife I told you about. What do you think? Isn't she prettier than even the most popular female stars?"

This group of girls were Zhou Xiaxia’s good classmates and friends. When they heard that Qiao Ruyi was her cousin’s wife, they all started chatting with her.

"So Sister Ruyi graduated from ESMOD!" a young girl said excitedly, "I also love fashion design. This school is my dream!"

Qiao Ruyi smiled and told her, "There will be a design exhibition at the college in April next year. You can go and visit it. Last year's design exhibition was very good, and many designs by Chinese students won awards."

"Last year?" the girl asked doubtfully, "Sister Ruyi, was there a design exhibition last year?"

"Yes." Qiao Ruyi smiled, "Except for special circumstances, there are design exhibitions every year."

"But I remember there was a heavy snowfall in Country F last April, and the design exhibition was cancelled."

The girl thought she had remembered it wrongly, so she took out her phone and looked through last year's notifications.

"Here, look." The girl handed the phone to Qiao Ruyi.