There were many passengers going up and down the bus station. They were startled by the sudden movement, but they quickly got on and off the bus and went on their own way.
Among the pedestrians passing by, Qiao only leaned against Rong Juan without moving, with his face buried in his arms. Naturally, he could not see anyone else's gaze.
Rong Juan saw it but pretended not to see it. He hugged her quietly for a while and then said, "Do you want to tell me what's wrong?"
Qiao Weiwei was very quiet for a while, then slowly shook his head.
After shaking her head, she raised her head to look at him. Her eyes were still slightly red, but there were no tears anymore.
"Don't ask." She said, "I don't want to talk about this matter."
"Okay." Rong Juan agreed, looked at the noisy road again, and said, "Let's get in the car first."
He took Qiao Weiwei into the car and told the driver to drive as he pleased, while he quietly sat beside Qiao Weiwei, holding her hand and squeezing it gently.
Qiao Weiwei was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head to look at him and asked, "Why are you here?"
Rong Juan raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you are unwilling to stay with me in Tongcheng, then I can only come to Huaishi to accompany you."
Qiao Weiwei listened and asked: "You were taking an exam when I left. I just arrived with the front foot, but you arrived with the back foot?"
"It's just an exam, how much time can it waste?" Rong Juan chuckled and said, "If your flight hadn't been full, I could have flown back with you."
Qiao Weiwei looked up at him and said, "Then how long do you plan to stay here?"
Rong Juan leaned close to her cheek and said, "I'll wait until you drive me away."
Qiao Weiyi tilted his head slightly and said, "Then where do you live?"
"You must not be willing to lend me a place to live." Rong Juan said, "Then where else can I stay? I can only stay in a hotel!"
After hearing this, the driver driving in front looked back in the rearview mirror, shook his head slightly, and had a helpless smile on his lips.
Qiao Weiwei noticed it, but she didn't say anything, just said: "This car was sent by the hotel to pick you up?"
"Yes, yes." Rong Juan said immediately.
"Then I'll accompany you to check in first." Qiao Weiwei said, "Which hotel did you book?"
"Ahem." Rong Juan coughed lightly, and then said, "That's it... what's the name of that house on Huaihai Road?"
"BGI?" Qiao Weiwei then reported the hotel with the highest standard there.
"Yes, yes." Rong Juan said, "That's the one."
Qiao Weiwei said: "That one is pretty good."
Rong Juan still just chuckled and glanced at the driver in front of him casually.
The driver looked at him in the rearview mirror and looked away helplessly.
However, half an hour later, Rong Juan's lie was ruthlessly exposed - because there were business meetings in the hotel for the past two days, all the rooms in the hotel were full, and they couldn't find an empty room.
After talking to the front desk for a long time, Rong Juan had no choice but to turn around and walk towards Qiao Weiwei, who was resting on the sofa in the lobby, preparing to pass the responsibility to the hotel.
However, when he walked to the sofa, Qiao Weiwei was lying on the sofa facing the main entrance of the hotel, looking very seriously.
Rong Juan followed her line of sight and saw only a few cars at the door, but didn't feel anything unusual.
He sat down next to her, and when he was about to speak, Qiao Weiwei spoke first: "Rong Juan, have you seen it?"
"What?" Rong Juan followed her gaze again.
"This hotel is so weird..." Qiao Weiwei said, "How could they send a car with that number plate to pick you up? How could they have that kind of number plate?"
Only then did Rong Juan realize what she was looking at - among the cars at the door, there was the one they had just been in. He had been used to it since he was a child, so he didn't think there was anything unusual about it, but in the eyes of others, that car
The seed number plate must be indeed very valuable.
While he was speaking, Qiao Weiwei turned back to look at him, waiting for his answer.
Rong Juan: "..."
Too careless!
After a moment of pause, he stretched out his hand to hug her and whispered: "This hotel is full, do you want to follow me to see another place where I can stay?"
"Where is that?" Joe asked.
Rong Juan covered his lips and cleared his throat before saying, "My grandpa's house."
Qiao Weiwei: "..."
In the end, Qiao Weiyi did not go to his grandfather's house with Rong Juan, but Qiao Weiyi could basically guess who his grandfather was from the license plate of the car that came to pick him up.
This is actually not a big deal, but the only thing that makes Qiao feel a little depressed is inexplicable.
Because she didn't want to go to her grandpa's house with him, nor did she want to go back to her own home, Rong Juan found a room in another hotel and took her there to rest.
As soon as he entered the room, Qiao Weiwei sat on the sofa, curled up in a ball, and remained motionless. He only felt that his head was buzzing, a little swollen, and a little painful.
Rong Juan walked out of the bathroom and walked directly to the sofa. After sitting together with her, he reached out and took her into his arms.
Because she didn't want to say what was wrong with her, he didn't ask too many questions. He just squeezed her hand, lowered his head to kiss and rub it from time to time.
After sitting like this for a while, the sky had already darkened. Rong Juan turned to look at the sky outside the window and said, "If you don't want to go home, you can spend the night here today. There is everything in the hotel, including a change of clothes."
Prepared for you."
The only thing Joe heard what he said was that it took him a while to come back to his senses. Then he glanced up at him and said, "You have a beautiful idea!"
Rong Juan immediately laughed out loud and hugged her tighter, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"
He lowered his head to kiss her again, but Qiao Weiwei just pressed against his chest. The two of them struggled with each other for a while before Qiao Weiwei finally released her strength, looked up at him and said, "Rong Juan, a family like yours
Given your background, will you marry a well-matched girl in the future?"
Rong Juan frowned when he heard this, "What does it mean to be a good match?"
Qiao Weiwei made a gesture and said: "Political marriage, strong alliance."
Rong Juan was almost mad at her, so he stretched out his hand to pinch her face and said, "Qiao Weiwei, you are really good at falling in love with me, and you can still ask me so calmly if I will marry someone else in the future -"
She was not in a good mood today, and the calmness on her face was just a force to hold on. When he pinched her like this, the sadness in her eyes almost showed.
Rong Juan immediately let go, lowered his head and kissed her lips. As he kissed, he said, "Who else can I marry? I have liked you for so many years. Who else can I marry besides you?"
"Of course you say that now." Qiao Weiwei said, "When we separate in the future, you will soon fall in love with someone else."
Rong Juan stretched out his hand to pinch her face again, and said slowly: "Qiao Weiwei, let me say it again, I have never liked anyone else. I have never liked anyone before, and I will never do it in the future."