Jiang Yuezhou went upstairs, and the banquet broke up. Liming Lang first helped Jiang Huixin, who was staggering, to go upstairs. Then out of courtesy, he came down and said good night to the old lady.
With eyes filled with relief, the old lady sent Liming Lang to rest upstairs, leaving Ye Beibei alone to face this old lady who was too picky and strict with herself.
Although she has been married for more than two years, Ye Beibei is still a little afraid of facing the old lady alone. She originally thought that the old lady would go back to the house to sleep. Unexpectedly, she said that she felt energetic after drinking and asked Ye Beibei to accompany her to listen to a piece of Peking Opera.
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It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. Ye Beibei, who was sick and had drank some red wine, was so sleepy that he wanted to bang his head against the wall, but he still had to sit upright, maintain the most decent smile, carefully hide his sleepiness, and close his eyes.
The old lady was singing along to the song "Shiro Visits His Mother" on TV, "I can't help but see that it's rare to see my cousin, my dear mother! If we want to meet again, it will only be a reunion in a dream..."
The old lady would occasionally talk to her, or sip from the new Yongzheng kiln tea bowl given to her by Jiang Yuezhou. Ye Beibei was responsible for helping her refill the tea bowl at any time.
Two hours later, the old lady mercifully let her go and went back to her bedroom on the first floor to sleep. Ye Beibei secretly breathed a sigh of relief. These two hours were more tiring than running a marathon.
She half-closed her eyes and rubbed her throbbing temples as she walked up to the second floor. She saw Li Minglang in a shirt and trousers walking over anxiously, "Ye Beibei, Jiang Huixin went downstairs to chat with you!"
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"No, didn't she go upstairs to sleep? You weren't with her!" After saying this, she regretted and wanted to bite off her tongue.
"The guest room I slept in today." Li Minglang's voice was obviously full of unwillingness and grievance, "I drank too much wine and had a headache. I wanted to ask her to get some medicine, but I found that there was no one in her room!"
Ye Beibei felt her heart drop suddenly, and the hand she held began to tremble slightly, "Maybe she drank too much and found a room to sleep!"
"That's right!" Li Minglang seemed to have a sudden realization, pulling Ye Beibei, "Come, help me look for him together, see where he is in the house!"
Ye Beibei was so regretful that she wanted to roll all over the floor. Knowing that she had stung a hornet's nest, she kept saying, "I, I won't help you find it! I'm sleepy and want to go back to sleep."
"Let's go, it's not too late to sleep!"
Ye Beibei struggled to hold her hands back as if she was afraid of seeing some scary monster, "There are only a few rooms upstairs here, go look for it yourself!"
"How can I find it on my own? You also know that the Jiang family is not an ordinary family. Every little knickknack has its origin. If something is missing tomorrow, I will become a suspect! You have to leave proof.
My innocence!" Liming Lang's iron-like hands dragged Ye Beibei forward.
There are five rooms on this upper floor, Jiang Yuezhou's, Jiang Huixin's, Jiang Yuening's, and two guest rooms. Now one of the guest rooms and Jiang Huixin's room have their doors wide open. If you take a casual glance,
I knew there was no one inside.
Liming Lang pulled Ye Beibei to the door of another guest room. Seeing him reaching out to push the door open, Ye Beibei felt that his heart was in his throat and he had forgotten to breathe. As the door slowly opened, he could
I saw that the bed inside was as smooth as new and no one was there!
Ye Beibei felt her heart drop suddenly and gasped for air.
"If you're not here, how can you go there?" Liming Lang muttered in a low voice, but in an instant, the smart man's face quickly darkened, making Ye Beibei a little frightened. Before she could react, Liming Lang had already
He strode towards the next room. Behind the heavy solid wood door was Jiang Yuezhou's room.
"No!" Ye Beibei stopped him in a low voice and trotted towards him, but it was already too late. The door to the room had already been pushed open by Li Minglang!
Ye Beibei held her breath and stood by the door, as if she didn't dare to approach, just staring at the ground.
"God bless, Amitabha, she is not here!"
Li Minglang's somewhat self-deprecating voice sounded like the most beautiful music in the world to Ye Beibei's ears. She felt relieved, as if she had just finished a battle and had all the blood drained from her body. She almost collapsed and sat down.
On the ground.
"But what a coincidence, your husband is not in the house either!" Liming Lang's voice sounded like a curious child.
Ye Beibei staggered, and her whole body fell forward. Liming Lang supported her with one hand, and stared at her, as if something suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Ye Beibei, you will not be willing to be so low."
At this point, you are deliberately helping your husband steal his little aunt here to cover up!"
These words seemed to break the city that Ye Beibei had long deceived himself into thinking was impregnable. At this moment, the secrets kept in the city were revealed. "Fart!" She raised her hand to slap Li Minglang, but Li Minglang neatly slapped her.
He intercepted her halfway and dragged Ye Beibei, who was trembling with fear or anger, to the last room upstairs, Jiang Yuening's room, and stood at the door.
Liming Lang stopped and looked at Ye Beibei with slightly raised eyebrows under the dim yellow chandelier in the corridor. There was a bright light in his eyes. He slowly leaned down and said clearly in her ear word for word, "Ye Beibei."
, don’t be too busy to go crazy, if I wrong you or your husband, I will let you slap me!"
After saying that, before Ye Beibei could react, he 'suddenly' pushed open the door of Jiang Yuening's room. What greeted him was a faint smell of perfume. It was not strong, but you could smell it coming from Jiang Yuening.
The wise mind is used to it.
Jiang Yuening's room was decorated the same as Jiang Yuezhou and Jiang Huixin's. It was a small suite separated by partitions. Although the light inside was dim, the clothes scattered all the way from the living room of the suite to the bedroom inside formed a messy and fragrant room.
In the scene, there are two figures lying faintly on the big bed inside, which makes people know what they did without having to think carefully.
Ye Beibei felt that all the hot blood in her body suddenly turned cold. The sharp pain quickly reached every corner of her body from her heart. She knew that the people lying on the bed were her husband and Jiang Huixin, because Jiang Yue was thrown into the clothes on the floor.
Zhou’s belt and shirt, Jiang Huixin’s skirt and high heels.
She just stared blankly at the bedroom inside the house, really wishing that she would faint now and wake up to find that everything in front of her was all an illusion she had imagined out of thin air.
"Holy shit! Jiang Huixin, Jiang Yuezhou, you two bastards, get up! Do you fucking think I'm dead?!" Liming Lang was furious and stood at the door and cursed. The two people on the bed were at this moment
They seemed to hear movement, and through the light coming in from the corridor, they could be seen sitting up slowly.
"Jiang Huixin, Jiang Yuezhou, you are still not human! Are you such a bully? What do you think of me and Ye Beibei?" Liming Lang scolded until he felt annoyed and raised his legs to rush into the house.
"Lingming Lang!" Ye Beibei was already on the verge of collapse at this time, but out of instinct to protect Jiang Yuezhou, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Liming Lang's clothes, but the angry Liming Lang rushed in like a wild lion, and suddenly
He shook off her hand that was holding the hem of her clothes, and in two steps he rushed into the living room and reached the partition.
"Mingming Lang!" With a feeble cry, Ye Beibei collapsed to the ground.
Li Minglang, who was about to approach the big bed, heard a "bang" behind him. When he looked back, a hoarse and deep voice sounded, "Beibei!"
Jiang Yuezhou was in a daze.
Liming Lang saw Jiang Yuezhou jumping out of bed, intending to rush to Ye Beibei, but maybe because he drank too much, he staggered and almost fell.
Jiang Huixin also woke up at this time, but she didn't say a word. She wrapped herself in a quilt, put her chin on her knees, and huddled in the corner of the bed.
Jiang Yuezhou didn't know why the scene turned out like this after sleeping. After hearing Liming Lang's yelling, he opened his eyes and had no time to react. He could only stay in bed and saw Ye Beibei falling to the ground.
, he was panic-stricken and instinctively wanted to go over and help her up. Unexpectedly, the world turned around and almost fell down. He could only watch the person who had just rushed towards him menacingly, and now he flashed to Ye Beibei like a whirlwind.
"Ye Beibei, what's wrong with you?" Liming Lang anxiously patted Ye Beibei's cheek. At this moment, even heavy makeup couldn't hide the paleness on her face, and her lips were completely bloodless.
Liming Lang picked up the limp Ye Beibei from the ground. Jiang Yuezhou also supported himself and walked over. Although his voice was weak, it was still cold and stern, "Put her down!"
Liming Lang narrowed his eyes, and his aura suddenly appeared, "Why put it down? Didn't you see that she was going to die? Jiang Yuezhou, even if you are rich and powerful, you can't bully others like this?"
"She is my wife!" Jiang Yuezhou was confused for the first time in his life, with urgency on his face.
"Mr. Jiang, I advise you to put on your clothes first and then come see your wife!" Liming Lang smiled mockingly and strode away with Ye Beibei in his arms.
****Suffocation, pain, despair...
Ye Beibei suddenly woke up from her drowsiness, with sweat all over her face. She turned her head blankly, there was no one else in the room except her, the curtains were tightly drawn, and with the light of the orange floor lamp, everything
The items were all in the darkness, and the ceiling with intricate patterns could be faintly seen. Slowly, Ye Beibei realized that this was not his home.
The completely unfamiliar environment made her a little panicked, and then she slowly remembered what happened before she fell asleep.
The messy clothes on the floor appeared in her mind again, as if telling her master's impatience, and the vague figure on the bed seemed to turn her warm and peaceful home into a mess.
Her heart stung inexplicably, and she took a deep breath. Her hands were clenched into fists unconsciously, and her nails dug into her flesh, which made it painful. Her heart was full of anger and desolation, but she couldn't cry out, but her chest felt clogged.
It feels uncomfortable, like being pressed against a huge boulder.