The male waiter held her tightly. Wen Qiao could no longer bear it, so she pushed him away, grabbed her skirt and ran out in a hurry.
She was fooled.
Perhaps someone knew that Fu Nanli didn't like her meeting his family elders, so they created a time difference and invited her here just to make her anger Fu Nanli.
It was snowing outside. Wen Qiao was only wearing a dress, and his coat had long been hung up by the waiter.
She reached out and rubbed the goose bumps that had instantly formed on her body due to the cold, and walked down the mountain without any hesitation.
She walked quickly and it should only take her half an hour to get down the mountain. There were taxis at the foot of the mountain, so she took one back.
The guests had all arrived long ago. The path along the lake was lit with dim ground lights and there were almost no cars passing by. The northwest wind was blowing fiercely, brushing past her head. In just two or three minutes, she was frozen stiff and her ears ached. She folded her arms and walked forward without hesitation.
It was her own fault for not being more careful. Such a situation will never happen again.
She thought she could get down the mountain in half an hour, but she really overestimated herself. She was not used to wearing high heels, so she couldn't walk fast at all. Her heels hurt so much with every step that she collapsed.
In the western-style house in Xiaotangshan, Fu Nanli sat bored on the terrace on the second floor. His mother insisted on calling him over to meet some partners in Zhonghuan's business at the end of the year.
Fu Cheng came over with a tall wine glass and leaned on the railing: "Where's Xiao Wen?"
Fu Nanli glanced at him and said, "I didn't let her come over."
Fu Cheng took a sip of champagne and looked around: "I seemed to have seen her just now. She was wearing a red dress, very eye-catching."
Fu Nanli frowned slightly: "You are mistaken, she is not here."
Fu Cheng put his index finger on his temple: "I should be right. There is no one here who looks like Xiao Wen. I can't be wrong about her face."
Fu Nanli stood up immediately and asked: "Where did you see it?"
"I saw her through the overpass and in the house in front of me for a moment, and then I couldn't see her anymore."
"when?"
"About half an hour ago. I thought she was with you."
Fu Nanli hurried out, went to the banquet hall in front to get his coat, called Lao Hu, and went out.
The snow was falling heavily outside. He got into the car while calling Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao's fingers were frozen stiff. She vaguely heard the ringing of her cell phone in her handbag. She quickly opened it and saw that it was Fu Nanli calling. She quickly picked up the phone, her voice trembling: "Hello..."
"Where?"
Wen Qiao rubbed her arms that were numb from the cold. She didn't want to tell him because she was afraid that he would misunderstand her because he had just told her not to see his mother but she pretended to obey him.
"I... I'm at home."
"Wen Qiao, are you in Xiaotangshan? Where have you been? Have you come down the mountain? Send me your location immediately and stand still."
The phone was hung up, and Wen Qiao sent him a location with trembling hands.
Fu Nanli saw her halfway up the mountain in Xiaotangshan and immediately ordered Lao Hu to drive over.
Ten minutes later, in the ice and snow, she was wearing a red dress, which looked like a dreamy and beautiful scene in a fairy tale world, but it pierced his heart directly.
Snowflakes fluttered under the headlights and the cold wind was raging. She stood there shivering. His heart ached. He opened the door and got out of the car before it stopped.
He took off his coat, put it on her, hugged her in his arms, and said through gritted teeth: "Wen Qiao, aren't you afraid of freezing to death?"
(End of this chapter)