After Escaping Marriage [GL]

Cheng Zhanxi stayed in Song Qingrou's bedroom for too long, afraid that Yu Qingtang would be in a hurry, so he left in a hurry.

Before leaving, Cheng Zhanxi wanted to ask Cheng Yuanxi for her phone number, and the two had a friendly talk. Cheng Yuanxi used the reason of "she is so angry with you now that I can't let my sister be wronged". The anger was shouldered on his body, and he was moved by the heavens and the good brother.

Cheng Zhanxi was in a hurry, said hello, thank you brother, turned around and opened the door and went out.

The good brother Cheng Yuanxi stepped forward and locked the door, and walked back quickly, where was he just a little bit arrogant, a little more eager, and said to Song Qingju, "I can't hide it, Mom!"

Song Qingrou paced back and forth in the room and said, "I know, I know."

Cheng Zhanxi is their daughter and sister, and they know her like they know themselves. Now she was just stunned by a random punch. As long as she was given a little time to calm down and think about it, she would soon be able to discover all the loopholes and find out the truth.

What's more terrible is that Song Qingrou's daughter-in-law and Cheng Yuanxi's younger brother and sister - Miss Yu Qingtang, her acting level is below the standard line, and it is almost negative. No matter how powerful the actor and queen are, they can't bring a beauty in a vase. It is necessary to tutor her individually in the future!

This is not just a family team building activity, but also a process of fighting wits and courage.

Especially pulling Yu Qingtang to build a team together, the difficulty skyrocketed.

Song Qingrou and Cheng Yuanxi looked at each other and said in unison, "We'll meet tomorrow!"

Success or failure depends on this one action, and Cheng Zhanxi cannot have a chance to react!

***

Cheng Zhanxi walked out of Song Qingrou's bedroom, went to the corner of the stairs down the second floor, put his hand on the warm and pulped solid wood handrail, and paused abruptly.

She looked back at the closed door, the bright corridor, and tilted her head slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

Where is it?

Cheng Zhanxi was thoughtful as he walked down the stairs.

Miss Wei...

Cheng Zhanxi instinctively didn't want to think about this person who was inexplicably between him and Yu Qingtang, causing his thoughts to get stuck in the middle.

Yu Qingtang appeared at the end of the stairs, Cheng Zhanxi neatly left Miss Wei behind, stopped at the last few steps, and said, "Can you catch me if I jump from here?"

Yu Qingtang: "..."

She measured her thin arms and legs, said silently, "I'll dance with you."

Cheng Zhanxi laughed, walked down, hugged her waist, and let her feet hang in the air.

Yu Qingtang was often carried around by her, not surprised, but turned to look at a servant who was cleaning vases in the corner of the living room. The servants are facing them, just look up to see.

Yu Qingtang patted her on the shoulder and motioned her to put herself down.

The two sat on the sofa, and Yu Qingtang asked, "What did Auntie tell you?"

Cheng Zhanxi learned her previous tone and said, "Secret."

Yu Qingtang smiled.

"Why don't you ask me what my secret is?" Cheng Zhanxi was not afraid of getting burned in order to tease his girlfriend.

"Aren't secrets that can't be told?" Song Qingrou would tell her later anyway.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled: "Yes."

Yu Qingtang participated in this team building, and she often felt guilty for Cheng Zhanxi, but since she knew that she was escaping from her own marriage, this feeling disappeared.

Yu Qingtang herself fell in love with her under the back of an engagement contract - although she completely forgot about it, but she was the first year of the new year, so she couldn't blame Cheng Zhanxi for being the fifteenth. The two of them are with each other, big brother, don't laugh at second brother.

But women in love are extremely stingy. It's a fact that Cheng Zhanxi escaped from her marriage, and it's right for her to be petty. If Cheng Zhanxi is also angry with her after the fact is exposed, she will just coax her. Last time Cheng Zhanxi wanted to try it at the dining table, she didn't agree, if... um...

Then again, Yu Qingtang would never and dare not design Cheng Zhanxi alone. In the final analysis, the Cheng family gave her confidence.

The first time she saw Song Qingrou, Song Qingrou regarded her as her daughter-in-law and asked her for warmth. The second time she saw her, Song Qingrou colluded with her to tease Cheng Zhanxi. She was gentle, generous, lively and interesting. For Yu Qingtang, it filled her life's imagination for "mother" "The blankness of this image. Cheng Yuanxi is also very good, gentle and handsome. Cheng Yi is also very good, a vinegar jar.

Their family is fine.

***

"Tomorrow?!" Cheng Zhanxi called on the balcony, looked back at Yu Qingtang who was inside the balcony door, Yu Qingtang was reading a book.

Since her summer vacation, she has been light on everything. She often holds books and reads, but there is no specific type of book. Sometimes she reads biographies, sometimes world famous books, and popular novels, especially ancient dog-blooded love. Can see with relish. What she has lost is being made up in one way or another.

Seeing that she didn't notice her gaffe, Cheng Zhanxi turned her face back, lowered her voice and said to Song Qingju over there, "So fast?"

On the phone, Song Qingrou played more easily.

"Your brother called Miss Wei, she said tomorrow, if it's not convenient for you, how many days later?"

"Don't be late, it's tomorrow!" Cheng Zhanxi said quickly.

It's easy to solve it early, and it won't cause any trouble in a while.

Cheng Zhanxi hesitated: "she wants to see me so much, does she really just want me to apologize?"

Song Qingrou straightened her legs and put them on Cheng Yi's leg, while Cheng Yi was massaging her calf. Song Qingrou sighed comfortably, and said lazily in a nasal voice: "Otherwise? Even if she really likes you, you have to solve it, right? She will pass the door in the future, tsk, something that will be faced sooner or later."

"Mom, why do I think you're looking at Miss Wei?" Cheng Zhanxi figured this out.

hiss--

Almost stumbled.

Song Qingrou's face changed slightly, and then she replied calmly, "Am I strange to her? She is your brother's fiancée, shouldn't I also like Yu Qingtang? I can't favor one over the other."

Cheng Zhanxi was persuaded by her: "you are right, what time is tomorrow?"

Song Qing Ju said: "Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, Monsoon Cafe, she has an appointment, you can sign up when you arrive."

Cheng Zhanxi wrote down in his heart: "Okay."

Song Qing Ju said, "Do you want your mother to accompany you?"

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and said, "No, I'm not a child."

Song Qingrou sighed: "Mom is worried that you will be fascinated by Miss Wei and can't control it."

Cheng Zhanxi: "..."

Song Qingrou said, "I've seen Miss Wei, who is indistinguishable from Xiaotang's beauty."

Cheng Zhanxi: "...Mom, I'm going to accompany my girlfriend."

Song Qing Ju said: "Talk with my mother for a while, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Cheng Zhanxi, who just came back from home this afternoon: "..."

Song Qingrou raised her hand to Cheng Yi, and Cheng Yi handed his mobile phone to her.

Song Qingrou clicked on Yu Qingtang's WeChat.

Yu Qingtang in the room picked up the phone.

[Cheng Yi]: I am mother

[Song Qingrou]: Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, Monsoon Cafe

Yu Qingtang stared at the first line of words for a long time, her eyes a little sore. She took a deep breath and moved to the second row.

[Yu Qingtang]: Is it fixed?

[Song Qingrou]: It's fixed

[Song Qingrou]: After Cheng Zhanxi goes out tomorrow, I will try to delay her time on the road. Her brother will drive to pick you up at home. Do you have any suggestions for improvement?

[Yu Qingtang]: No, do as Auntie says

Song Qingrou laughed on the phone.

Also Auntie, I will soon change my name to Mom.

Cheng Zhanxi held the phone inexplicably: "Mom, what are you laughing at?"

Just now she insisted on chatting with her, but Song Qingrou said nothing, um, ah, ah, perfunctory her.

Song Qingrou, who was devoted to her two purposes, accomplished her goal of turning the tiger away from the mountain, and said, "My dear daughter, go to bed early, I'm going to hang up."

Cheng Zhanxi: "???"

mother? ? ?

Cheng Zhanxi opened the balcony door and came in. He threw his mobile phone on the bed and walked all the way to the sofa. He sat on Yu Qingtang's shoulder and sat on her lap, pretending to be pitiful: "I must have been sent by my mother for the phone bill."

Yu Qingtang: "?"

She doesn't understand this trick.

Cheng Zhanxi changed his mouth: "I picked it up from the trash can."

Yu Qingtang still didn't understand, but she would answer: "How can you find a treasure like you in the trash can?"

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Add a shell."

Yu Qingtang called her "baby" obediently in her heart, but said nothing on her face.

Cheng Zhanxi shouted to himself, "Baby."

Yu Qingtang made a sound of "um".

Cheng Zhanxi sat on her lap, wrapped her hands around her neck, her long eyelashes were half-drooped, and she was well-behaved and docile.

If the roles of the two were switched, Cheng Zhanxi couldn't help it, and held her in his arms for a kiss. Yu Qingtang did not respond, the screen seemed to have pressed the pause button, and the time passed minute by minute.

Yu Qingtang moved her legs with difficulty, and whispered, "My legs are numb, can you go down for a while?"

Cheng Zhanxi: "..."

Yu Qingtang stood up and walked around, moving his muscles and bones.

Compared to tomorrow's ticking time bomb, Miss Wei, it's still a long road in her family.

Cheng Zhanxi picked up the phone that was thrown on the bed with a complicated expression.

【Have you ever met the kind of girlfriend who can only be attacked? 】

The battle-hardened Yu Jianxing received remote help, and typed back: [Yes, quite a lot, Princess Pillow]

【What do they think? 】

[How do I know, I'm not a pillow princess]

Yu Jianxing saw that Cheng Zhanxi was "entering" for a while, but didn't send anything, and said: [Who is your family? 】

Cheng Zhanxi was still typing, and Yu Jianxing's next article came again.

[I don't think so, if she lays down, isn't her hand blind? 】

[Yes, I've been jealous of her hand for a long time]

[My body has been thirsty for a long time, too]

[[Life is not easy, Cheng Miao sighs.gif]]

Yu Jianxing patted his thigh with a smile.

[Come on, Xixi, I'll think of a solution for you when I'm done with this design draft]

【Thank you sisters】

Cheng Zhanxi listened to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and Yu Qingtang went to take a bath first. Cheng Zhanxi sat on the sofa where she was sitting before, and gradually removed the couple's life from her mind.

Miss Wei.

This person came to her mind again.

The mysterious Miss Wei, few people in the capital have seen her, and the dragon has neither head nor tail.

Miss Wei.

Song Qingrou and Cheng Yuanxi apologized in person.

Cheng Zhanxi's knuckles tapped his knees regularly.

This thing is weird, I always feel like I've fallen into some kind of trap.

The two took a bath and lay side by side on the bed. Because they had an early rest and finished their work before ten o'clock, Cheng Zhanxi turned off the light and thought about things while looking at the dark ceiling.

Yu Qingtang was not too tired, and asked her what she was thinking.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and said nothing.

Yu Qingtang bit her lip, pulled her wrist and shook it, whispering in her ear:

"I want."

Cheng Zhanxi was finally tired and fell asleep, Yu Qingtang had a sore waist and soft legs, and fell asleep against Cheng Zhanxi's shoulder.

Song Qingrou was afraid that in the event of an accident, she asked Yu Qingtang to cooperate and hold Cheng Zhanxi at night. It is best not to let her have time to think. Yu Qingtang only knew that this method made her unable to think.

the next morning.

Yu Qingtang made breakfast, and the two of them ate at the table face to face.

Cheng Zhanxi said casually, "I have something to do in the morning and I have to go out."

Yu Qingtang lowered her head to drink porridge, her eyes did not meet her, and said, "Okay."

In Cheng Zhanxi's opinion, this is to trust her unconditionally, but he has to go to see that Oolong's ex-fiancee without telling her.

Cheng Zhanxi had mixed tastes and didn't speak for a long time.

Yu Qingtang's knuckles tightening while holding the porridge bowl, his heart beat faster.

Why didn't she speak, did she see through herself? Should the play continue?

Yu Qingtang didn't dare to look up.

Cheng Zhanxi felt more and more guilty.

The engagement with Miss Wei was certainly not his fault, but it was also decided by the Cheng family, and the capital was once riotous. As a Cheng family member, it is impossible for her to escape completely. And in order to succeed in the marriage proposal, she wanted to hide this matter first, and then tell her after the end was done. Isn't it also a kind of deception?

Or... Confess?

A voice resounded in my mind.

Cheng Zhanxi scooped a spoonful of pumpkin porridge and put it into his mouth.

Fitting room.

"Wear this one or this one?" Yu Qingtang picked up two sets of clothes and turned to ask Cheng Zhanxi.

"Are you going out today?" Cheng Zhanxi restrained her thoughts and asked her with a gentle smile.

"Aren't you busy in the morning?" Yu Qingtang said, "Won't you accompany me in the afternoon? I want to go out to eat at night."

Cheng Zhanxi thought about it and said, "I might be eating out at noon, I'll try to come back as early as possible." After apologizing, I have to invite Miss Wei to have a meal.

Yu Qingtang raised the clothes in his hand: "Which one to choose?"

On the left is a long apricot dress with a light V-neck, and on the right is a white shirt with wide-leg pants. Cheng Zhanxi tapped his chin and said, "Let's go to the left."

Yu Qingtang hung the set on the right in the wardrobe with the glass door.

Cheng Zhanxi was in trouble with the wardrobe.

She wanted to dress as ordinary as possible, so ordinary that she would be inconspicuous in the crowd. But etiquette prevented her from being so self-willed, Cheng Zhanxi picked out a light blue long dress, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Tangtang, is there a pair of black-rimmed glasses in the drawer of the bedside table?"

Yu Qingtang responded, "Ah."

The tone she revealed at this moment seemed a bit complicated, but because the syllables were too short, Cheng Zhanxi couldn't hear anything.

Cheng Zhanxi: "?"

She remembered that the pair of black-rimmed glasses was brought by Yu Qingtang in the suitcase. They were plain mirrors with an old-fashioned style, and she was not usually seen wearing them. Cheng Zhanxi estimated that it might be her failed attempt, but because it was the first time to buy decorative glasses, she was not willing to throw them away. No, just let her come in handy.

Yu Qingtang said, "I'll get it for you, just wait for me."

The pair of black-rimmed glasses that Yu Qingtang used was transferred to Cheng Zhanxi.

Cheng Zhanxi tried it on in front of the mirror, then turned to Yu Qingtang and said, "How is it?"

Yu Qingtang silently stepped forward, pulled down her bangs for her, and covered one of her eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi looked slightly startled: Why does she look so skilled?

The most attractive thing in Cheng Zhanxi's facial features is a pair of peach eyes, glasses and bangs, double camouflage, no matter how good she looks, her appearance will be greatly reduced.

Yu Qingtang stepped back and said, "Okay."

Cheng Zhanxi looked at himself in the full-length mirror again and was very satisfied.

From the point of view of pretending to be ugly, the pair of glasses Yu Qingtang bought is quite good, as expected of her girlfriend.

The two helped each other change clothes, and Yu Qingtang took Cheng Zhanxi out.

"come back earlier."

"I know." Cheng Zhanxi had made up his mind this morning and said seriously, "I have something to tell you when I come back."

Miss Wei can't hide it. Even if she postpones her marriage proposal, she will tell her honestly.

Yu Qingtang asked, "Is it important?"

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Generally important."

Yu Qingtang thought for a while and said, "I also have something very important to tell you."

Cheng Zhanxi: "?"

Yu Qingtang smiled and said, "I will tell you when you tell me, and we will exchange."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled: "Okay."

Yu Qingtang actually joked with her.

The two exchanged a deep kiss by the entrance door, and Yu Qingtang put on her lip makeup and said, "See you later."

Cheng Zhanxi also said, "see you later."

At this moment, she didn't know that the delay she and Yu Qingtang said were not the same moment.

Porsche Pamei drove out of the villa, Yu Qingtang picked up the mobile phone from the coffee table in the living room, and the screen was full of messages.

All from Song Qingrou, one every five minutes.

Song Qingrou: Did Xixi leave?

Song Qingrou: Did Xixi go out?

Song Qingrou: She's going out soon, give me a reply

The most recent one, a minute ago.

Song Qingrou: Have you left?

Yu Qingtang: Let's go

Song Qingrou: Good! ! !

Yu Qingtang put on her lipstick, sorted her clothes in front of the mirror at the entrance of the entrance, and carried her bag to the door of the villa.

A few minutes later, a red Maserati stopped in front of her.

Yu Qingtang took a closer look at the bright colors of the car body and the license plate number, hesitating in her footsteps.

Cheng Yuanxi lowered the co-pilot's window glass, ignoring gentleman's etiquette, and urged: "It's too late to get in the car!"

If this play screwed up because he was too slow, Song Qingrou could take his arm off.

Without any hesitation, Yu Qingtang opened the car door and got into the co-pilot.

As soon as he fastened his seatbelt, he heard Cheng Yuanxi say "steady" and the car rushed out.

The red Maserati circled down the mountain road, galloping all the way, and the trees on both sides seemed to fly.

Yu Qingtang clung to the handle above her tightly, her heartbeat accelerating with the soaring speed of the car.

Cheng Zhanxi was driving smoothly on the Panshan Highway, and the car's Bluetooth rang.

Cheng Zhanxi pressed the answer, and after a while, Song Qingrou's voice came out.

Cheng Zhanxi was slightly disappointed, thinking that Yu Qingtang called her immediately after missing her for a few minutes.

"mom."

"I'm listless, I found out that Mom is not your girlfriend, so I'm disappointed."

"No." Cheng Zhanxi loosened his foot on the accelerator, because the phone slowed down the speed of the car, and called her again sweetly, "Mummy."

Mommy Song asked, "Did you go out?"

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Go out, it's going down the mountain soon."

Song Qingrou suddenly sighed.

Cheng Zhanxi's speed slowed down again unconsciously, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Qing Ju said: "It's all my fault, if I hadn't been impulsive back then, I wouldn't have caused so many troubles for the two of you now."

Cheng Zhanxi immediately said, "What are you talking about, mom, I'm so angry if you say this again, what trouble is not troublesome, we are a family."

Song Qingrou still said, "Alas."

Cheng Zhanxi lowered her head and glanced at the time. She went out early, and there was plenty of time before nine o'clock. She simply turned and stopped on the side of the road to comfort her emotional mother.

She was sitting in the car on the phone, and a red Maserati whizzed by on the mountain road next to her.

Cheng Zhanxi glanced at random, but didn't recognize the license plate, so he looked away carelessly.

Yu Qingtang looked at Cheng Yuanxi's handsome profile next to him, the man's tight lips finally relaxed for a moment, and a shallow smile appeared.

Cheng Yuanxi exhaled and said with a smile, "I surpassed it."

Yu Qingtang opened his mouth, not knowing what to call him. Unlike uncles and aunts, whether it is brother or Cheng, or the name is not appropriate. So she jumped over and said, "Won't Cheng Zhanxi find us?"

Cheng Yuanxi said: "No, this car and license plate are new. She has never seen it just a few days after buying it."

Yu Qingtang: "Okay."

The two were speechless.

On the street corner in the city center, the pure black signboard is engraved with the name of Monsoon in flowery English. The aroma of hand-ground coffee beans is mellow. The waiters wear uniform uniforms and shuttle like clouds in the exquisitely decorated store. The black and white keys flow out of the smooth and pleasant piano. Voice.

Song Qingrou sat in the box and just hung up Cheng Zhanxi.

A full ten minutes of delay should be enough.

She switched hands and dialed Yu Qingtang, asking, "Where is Xiaotang?"

Yu Qingtang looked at the street scene outside, very unfamiliar, she turned her head to Cheng Yuanxi next to her, remained silent for a while, and said, "Auntie asked where we were."

Cheng Yuanxi said, "I'll be there in about ten minutes."

Yu Qingtang replied with the original words.

After the call here, Cheng Yuanxi turned the steering wheel skillfully, and suddenly said, "If you weren't Xixi's girlfriend, my mother was going to accept you as a goddaughter."

Yu Qingtang didn't understand what he meant: "Huh?"

Cheng Yuanxi looked ahead, was quiet for a while, and said, "I mean, you can call me brother."

Yu Qingtang squeezed the bag in her hands tightly, and looked out the window, her eyelashes did not blink for a long time.

Eight minutes later, the car stopped in front of the coffee shop.

Cheng Yuanxi got the news from his mother that Cheng Zhanxi still had at least fifteen minutes to arrive. The tension of the time pressure eased. He got off the driver's seat, walked around to the side, and gently opened the passenger's door. The hand rest is above the door.

A foot in apricot high heels stepped on the concrete pavement outside the car door. Cheng Yuanxi bowed slightly and stretched out his arm. Yu Qingtang hesitated for two seconds, and put his right hand on the young man's strong arm to stand firm.

"thanks……"

Cheng Yuanxi smiled and closed the door.

A low, unheard voice suddenly sounded in my ear: "...Brother."

Yu Qingtang pursed her lips and stood on the steps.

Cheng Yuanxi bent his lips and said, "I'm going to park, you go first, Xixi should be there in a while."

Yu Qingtang nodded, turned and walked into Monsoon.

Song Qingrou answered phone calls one after another. She was the director, screenwriter, and actor. She was too busy. Cheng Yi added water to the cup in front of her. Song Qingrou took it and drank it. ."

Two minutes before Cheng Zhanxi arrived, the main actor Yu Qingtang, supporting actors and audience members Cheng Yi, Song Qingrou, and Cheng Yuanxi took their places.

Cheng Zhanxi: "Mom, I'm here. I'm looking for a parking space."

Song Qingrou: "Yes, stop the car and tell me."

Cheng Zhanxi: "..."

Cheng Zhanxi: "OK."

All reported all the way, not bad for this sentence.

Cheng Zhanxi sorted out the look at the bright glass outside the cafe. She returned to the door, pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and walked in.

"There is an appointment. It's a lady surnamed Wei. My name is Cheng Zhanxi."

"Please come with me."

Cheng Zhanxi walked forward with the waiter, feeling indescribable for a while.

This Miss Wei, Miss Wei, who was both their brother and sister's fiancee, and Miss Wei who asked her to apologize in person.

The mysterious Miss Wei finally wants to see her true face of Mount Lu.

Cheng Zhanxi sighed softly, waiting for the upcoming unknown.

The waiter who received special orders did not lead Cheng Zhanxi directly to Miss Wei's table, but stopped a few meters away, bowed and said, "Miss Wei is there." After that, he retreated.

Cheng Zhanxi frowned and followed the direction she pointed, only to see half the back of his head.

Ms. Wei ordered a sofa seat, which has a good sense of space and privacy, and will not be too open, so that other guests can see it at a glance.

Cheng Zhanxi squinted at the dark back of his head, which seemed familiar.

But she wears black-rimmed glasses, and the style Yu Qingtang chooses is really not very good. It may also be for the sake of realism. The lenses are thicker, which affects the sight.

The footsteps approached slowly.

With his back to Cheng Zhanxi, Yu Qingtang touched the handle of the white porcelain coffee cup with his fingers, restraining the urge to hide his hand under the table.

Cheng Zhanxi walked to a place that was almost flush with Miss Wei's sofa, and her long black hair and apricot-colored dress appeared in her field of vision. Yu Qingtang heard footsteps stop beside her.

The footsteps passed her, much more anxious than before.

Cheng Zhanxi's face broke into her sight.

A stunned, dazed, puzzled face that doesn't understand what's going on.

Yu Qingtang suddenly felt great fun from this team building activity.

She leaned back on the sofa calmly, raised the coffee cup in front of her with her slender and slender hands, and looked at the girlfriend who parted ways at the door of the house in the morning with a half-smile.

"Miss Cheng, what a coincidence." Her tone was playful.

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All the happiness of the Cheng family is based on Cheng Chengzi’s pain╰(*°▽°*)╯