In the Clouds

Chapter 22: Twenty-two

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"Yes, your mother did interfere in your relationship with He Xiaoning, but we didn't tell you because we didn't want you to be too sad. Your so-called everlasting love was paid for with a check for two million. But you only gave us three months to find a woman like this and get married quietly. Are you trying to provoke He Xiaoning or your parents?" Father Qiao was a little angry. He grabbed the teacup on the coffee table and threw it at Qiao Yan.

Qiao Yan was a little absent-minded, and he watched a teacup hit him, and heard a gasp and the crisp sound of porcelain breaking. He stared blankly at the woman standing in front of him. She covered her forehead with one hand, and her facial features were tangled together.

Guan Enping stood up and looked at Ye Mi in surprise, with sharp envy and jealousy in her eyes.

"I don't believe it. Xiaoning won't do that. What methods did you use?" Qiao Yan pulled Ye Mi behind him with one hand. He stepped forward and stared at his parents intently. His hands were clenched tightly. Ye Mi could feel the uneasiness and unwillingness in him. She held his waist, "Qiao Yan, stop talking. Let's go back first." If she didn't get rid of this brainless guy quickly, the cups and plates would definitely fly over soon.

"Why should I leave? I've endured for so long. I must make it clear today. Xiaoning and I have made a vow to be together forever. Two million? She's not that stupid. It's impossible." Qiao Yan's strength was so strong that Ye Mi couldn't hold her back. She just watched him rush to his father. "I want to hear the truth. Tell me what the truth is!"

Ye Mi was a little scared. Old Master Qiao’s face was frighteningly dark. She glanced at the coffee table, rushed to Qiao Yan, picked up the crystal glass ashtray on the coffee table and held it against her chest, "Mom and Dad, don’t be angry. He…he…" She held the ashtray in her hand and said softly, "This, this, can kill someone." She timidly looked up at her eldest brother next to her. She didn’t know who to ask for help. "We’ll go first, Mom. Happy birthday to you." After that, she bowed deeply, but the person she was holding didn’t move at all.

Ye Mi only felt her face burning. She slowly loosened her hands and just looked up at Qiao Yan blankly. She always thought she was waiting, waiting for him to fall in love with her one day, but she never thought that she was just silently accompanying him, watching him painfully love someone else.

Ye Mi suddenly felt that nothing was indestructible. Her tenacity and self-confidence, which she had always been proud of, seemed to be shaken in an instant. She bowed to her family sadly, and stood up to see Shangguan Enping's obvious disdain. Her heart tightened, and she felt a breath stuck in her chest.

Her persistence ended up being a stupid joke.

The evening breeze in May was warm, but Ye Mi still shuddered when she went out. She stood blankly at the intersection. This was a wealthy area, and there was not even a taxi in sight. The spring wind was a bit strong, and her short hair was soon blown into a mess. She turned around and looked at the door, but was finally disappointed.

Ye Mi lowered her head and sighed deeply, kicking the curb with her feet, "Forget it!" She tried her best to look up, her eyes were still hot, she rubbed her face hard with her hands, breathing deeply, "I can't cry, really can't... I can't cry, I can't shed tears." She bit her lips tightly, but her voice still couldn't help choking.

She turned around and felt really sorry for herself. It would probably take half an hour to walk from here to the bus stop or the main road. Just as she was thinking about it, she heard a shrill horn and a convertible sports car stopped beside her.

"Sister!?" He Qingwen was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

Ye Mi turned to look at him, a little embarrassed, "I, I was taking a walk and accidentally..."

"Haha!" He Qingwen clenched his fist and covered his mouth with a smile, "You accidentally got lost, so you walked here?" He put on a thoughtful posture, "I want to know where you came from and got here. I'm really curious."

Ye Mi really didn't feel like chatting with him anymore. She looked down at him and said, "Are you still hitchhiking?" Then she opened the car door and sat next to him. "Give me a ride. I'm so tired." She leaned back in the chair dejectedly with her eyes closed.

He Qingwen put away the smile on his face, "Ye Mi, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you going or not? If it's inconvenient, I'll get off the car right away!" Her voice was very unhappy, and she opened the door to get off the car.

He Qingwen pulled her, "Don't, didn't I tell you, it's convenient for you and me anytime." After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator and the car flew out. After circling the city twice, He Qingwen couldn't help it anymore, "Sister, where are you going?"

Ye Mi looked out the window. Her hair had been blown into shape by the wind. She smoothed it down, but she was not used to such a short length. She twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Is there any fun place? Take me there for some fun." She tilted her head and smiled at He Qingwen.

He Qingwen's face suddenly sank, his hands trembled, and the car drew an S shape on the road. He quickly turned his face away. The forbearance and sorrow in her eyes made his heart suddenly twitch. He suddenly turned the steering wheel, "You look like you need a drink, how about going to get drunk?"

"Okay!" Ye Mi looked at him and smiled, slightly and beautifully, "Can I just be responsible for getting drunk and not for buying things? I don't have any money."

He Qingwen looked at her, his smile was unnatural and he felt a little distressed.

Alcohol is really not a good thing. After just three cups, she could no longer control her grievances. The alcohol seemed to have brought up all her sadness. She tilted her head back and gasped for air. He Qingwen was frightened, "Ye Mi, are you okay? Let's go to the hospital."

Ye Mi slapped his shoulders with both hands, "Call me sister! Are you stupid? Come on, call me sister, call me sister!" Ye Mi's voice was very loud. This bar was a place He Qingwen often visited, and there were many acquaintances there. This was really embarrassing. He gritted his teeth, cursed secretly, and quickly supported the woman who was already shaking, "Sister, sister, my dear sister, stop arguing, let's talk about it, you will be my real sister in the future." It is estimated that this scandal will spread among his circle of friends tomorrow. He really has no such failed experience in picking up girls.

Ye Mi squinted her eyes and looked at him and smiled, "Okay, throw one away and pick up one. Even though he's a younger brother, I won't be so sad." She put her head on his shoulder, trying to hold back the tears.

He Qingwen didn't know what to do. "If you feel bad, just cry. I can lend you my shoulder. It's very convenient."

Ye Mi shook her head on his shoulder, "Don't cry, don't shed tears, you must not shed tears."

The way He Qingwen looked at her, her strength despite her fragility made his heart tremble. He stroked his chin, wondering if he should take the opportunity to do something. He raised his eyebrows and held her in his arms, "Come to my place, let's play something else, okay?" He whispered in her ear, biting her ear.

Ye Mi was a little confused and frowned slightly. The aftereffects of the alcohol slowly took effect. She was a little unsteady and leaned on He Qingwen. "I'll listen to you, sister. I'll follow you tonight, follow you..."

"How about getting on the bed?"

Ye Mi widened his eyes and pointed a finger at his face, "You... bastard..." Before he could even utter a single curse, he pounced on him.

He Qingwen smiled slightly and tapped Ye Mi's nose, "You said it yourself, come with me tonight." After that, he picked her up sideways and walked out of the bar.

The wind outside was a little chilly. Ye Mi frowned and shrank in his arms, looking like a homeless kitten. He tightened his arms, wanting to get close to her for no reason. After getting in the car, He Qingwen looked at the drunken woman next to him. He smiled, a little proud, and then pulled up the hood. The night wind was a little chilly.

Just as she was about to start the car, she heard the phone ringing. She remembered that it was "I'm going to marry you tomorrow". He Qingwen couldn't help laughing. He took out the phone from her bag and saw the words "Beautiful husband" on it. He frowned and hung up the phone.

Qiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, no one answered the call. He quickly parked the car and redialed the number. His fingers tapped the steering wheel anxiously, "Answer the phone, answer the phone, damn girl, answer the phone right now!" He was a little anxious and slapped the steering wheel angrily, "Girl, please, answer the phone, don't scare me, don't scare me." He clenched his fists and put them on his mouth, gnawing on his knuckles. He couldn't see her since he left home. In the past three hours, he almost went to all the places she might go, and even ran out of power on his mobile phone. The moment he couldn't see her, he felt as if his heart was empty. Looking at the gorgeous neon lights of this city, beautiful but chaotic, he didn't know what he had been hiding in his heart for so long.

He Qingwen hesitated with the phone in his hand, and looked at the people around him. He felt guilty. He hung up the phone and smacked his lips. He had dated many girls, but this was the first time she was unconscious. "Is this considered rape?!" He felt a little sorry for such a silly girl. He looked at his phone again. There were 64 missed calls and 12 text messages, all from "beautiful husband". He Qingwen was curious.

He was a little hesitant, but the ringing phone still made him pick it up, "Hello!"

Qiao Yan was startled. He held the phone tightly and was speechless for a while.

"This is Miss Ye Mi's phone number. Who are you calling?"

Qiao Yan clenched his hand tightly around the steering wheel, his knuckles pale and making a creaking sound. "He Qingwen?"

He Qingwen was also stunned when he heard the voice inside. He turned his head to look at the people around him and remembered the place where he met her. Wasn't that the famous Qiao Family Courtyard in City C? He frowned, then grinned. Things were getting more and more interesting. He pretended to be surprised, "Is it you, senior? Do you have something to do with Ye Mi?"

"Let Ye Mi answer the phone."

"She is drunk and a little tired just now, so she is sleeping very soundly now and it is inconvenient for her to answer the phone." He Qingwen couldn't help laughing and started the car and drove towards the Qiao Jiang Hotel.

Qiao Yan felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to his head. His hand holding the phone was shaking violently, "Where is she now? Where is she now!" He roared. If this was Ou He Qingwen in front of him, he might kill him.

He Qingwen glanced at Ye Mi, his voice becoming more and more proud, "Don't you even ask what we did? Oh, by the way, students' extracurricular time is subject to legal and moral constraints. You are such a dedicated instructor. Tomorrow I will tell Grandpa that you are a really good employee of Feiyang."

"I'm asking you where she is!" Qiao Yan roared, "I'm telling you, listen carefully, Ye Mi is my wife, and I'm her husband."

He Qingwen was really stunned. He was speechless for a moment. He recalled what Ye Mi said when they first met. She was married and her husband was a driver. It turned out that it was all true. He hesitated for a moment and blurted out, "Qiaojiang Hotel!"