Chairman Husband, Too Boorish - 175
Chapter 175 : Is he planning to divorce her?
In the hotel parking lot.
Ye Qing's fair hands gripped the steering
wheel tightly. The man's deep, resonant, yet sharp voice echoed intermittently
in her mind.
—Everyone needs their own space, including you
and me.
—I hope you understand that marriage isn't
child's play. It's like a crystal ball, allowing you to see everything about
each other. I won't pry into your privacy. You, remember, don't overstep the
boundaries in the future.
Is it overstepping boundaries?
No, she didn't think she had overstepped any
boundaries! She was about to become his wife, so why would even taking his
personal phone be considered—overstepping boundaries?
Ridiculous. Why was Bai Yan Liang still so
hung up on him?
She had always thought that after all her
efforts, even the hardest heart would have warmed a little. But a cold,
indifferent phone call from Bai Yan Liang was like the freezing cold of winter,
freezing not only Liang Xi Cheng's heart but also her own …
Ye Qing's hands trembled as she started the
car. At the same time, a hoarse female voice blared from the stereo, singing:
"… I hate myself for valuing you too much … I love you too much, so much
that my heart aches. I hate you too much, but hating you is less than hating my
own weakness. I love you too much, never experiencing the joy of sorrow, loving
you so much that I forgot why I needed love …"
Her entire body tensed.
She was a proud princess, the daughter of the
prestigious Ye family, all because she loved one man too much.
Her entire life had been devoted to that man;
how could she allow herself to end up with nothing?
When Liang Xi Cheng got into the car, he
glanced at his watch, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a couple of puffs.
He didn't drive, but instead placed his phone on the dashboard, his gaze fixed
intently on the black screen until he saw his own reflection. He frowned, took
another drag of his cigarette, and exhaled smoke at the screen.
After smoking about half a cigarette, the
entire car was silent except for his own breathing.
Liang Xi Cheng rolled down the window and
tossed the cigarette out. After a moment, he finally picked up his phone, found
the number, and dialed.
The phone rang for a long time, but no one
answered. Liang Xi Cheng's tightly furrowed brows appeared even more cold and
sharp.
Actually, he had been waiting for her call all
night. He had rushed to the restroom and hadn't taken his phone, but he had a
gut feeling that a call had come in. However, his call log didn't show her
call, so he couldn't be sure. Now that he had called and she wasn't answering,
Liang Xi Cheng was pretty certain.
If he wasn't mistaken, Ye Qing had answered
that call, so Yan Liang must have misunderstood.
Relieving his aching temples, Liang Xi Cheng
dialed another number. "Guan Jiu, get ready. I'm flying to England
tonight."
Guan Jiu knew that going to England meant he
was going to see Yan Liang, so he had a lot to prepare, especially at this
crucial moment, and he couldn't let the Ye family know. He hesitated for a
moment, then cautiously said, "... Chairman Liang, if we leave
immediately, the Ye family might notice. How about ... I arrange for tomorrow
morning?"
Even though Liang Xi Cheng desperately wanted
to fly to England, he wouldn't make things too difficult for Guan Jiu. He
nodded and said, "As soon as possible."
***
England.
Yan Liang hated her current state. She tossed
and turned, unable to sleep. Looking at the moon hanging high in the night sky
outside the window, this state was nothing short of—insomnia.
She had been in England for five months.
Everything had been normal until Liang Xi Cheng's sudden appearance shattered
her hard-won peace. Even now, only two days had passed since he left, yet it
felt like an eternity.
She couldn't sleep, she really couldn't sleep.
The feeling of insomnia was unbearable.
She sat up, a dull ache in her temples. With
no other option, she turned on her computer and went online, hoping to fall asleep.
But her mind was a jumbled mess, filled with
the lingering effects of that phone call. She didn't understand why Liang Xi
Cheng's personal phone was in Ye Qing's hands. She said he was taking a
shower—what shower? After he was done … taking a shower? Or …
No, she should believe Liang Xi Cheng. Wasn't
he her husband?
She had clearly told Chu Yi Sheng that love
meant tolerance and understanding, so now she should add trust as well. She
should trust him.
Boredomly clicking through web pages—mostly
related to design—Yan Liang took a sip of her warm milk, glanced at her QQ
account (which hadn't been logged into in ages) on her computer desktop, and,
as if possessed, clicked to log in.
After leaving City A, she hadn't logged into
QQ. Actually, she didn't have many people on QQ. Before, when she was working,
she would often keep QQ running, mostly chatting with Qin Zi Yin. However,
since her accident, she had changed her phone number, so she and Qin Zi Yin had
truly lost contact.
She logged onto QQ and found her friends list
filled with grayed-out avatars. She clicked on a few randomly; some had changed
their signatures, avatars, and names, and she didn't recognize them anymore.
She felt there was no point in logging in again and was about to close it when
a chat window suddenly popped up. Yan Liang's hand trembled, and she looked
closely, realizing it was Qin Zi Yin.
Zi Yin: "... Yan Liang? Is it really
you?"
Yan Liang: "Zi Yin, how are you? It's
been so long since we last contacted each other."
Zi Yin: "You disappeared for almost half
a year, even changed your phone number. I was so worried during that time. I
secretly asked Assistant Guan, who works for Chairman Liang, and found out you
went to England. Are you in England now?"
Yan Liang: "Yes, I'm in England, taking
classes at SGA. I still have over a year to finish my studies."
Zi Yin: "Envious. Will you stay in
England after graduation?"
Yan Liang's fingers twitched, just about to
type something, when the other end ... Suddenly, a few more beeps sounded, and
another message popped up—
Zi Yin: "It's better if you don't come
back. City A is about to undergo a major upheaval. If you come back, I think
it'll be awkward. After all, you and Chairman Liang had a relationship before,
and now he's getting married. City A isn't that big, but it's not small either.
I don't think Ye Qing is someone to be trifled with; he'll probably make things
difficult for you. I agree that you should stay in England."
Yan Liang's heart skipped a beat. She frowned
at the lines of text on the screen, her fingers stiffening on the keyboard,
unable to process what she was seeing.
What did it mean?
What did Qin Zi Yin mean by these words?
Perhaps she hadn't rested well, so her mind
was still foggy. Was her vision also …not so good? Otherwise, why did the words
seem to overlap?
Yan Liang wiped her cheek, carefully examining
the words, then moved her fingers and typed—
Yan Liang: "... Are they getting
married?"
Zi Zi: "You already know, right? Even
though you're in England, I think the news has probably traveled overseas by
now, Yan Liang. Actually ... I don't know how to comfort you. Are you
alright?"
Yan Liang felt as if struck by lightning, yet
this feeling wasn't entirely unexpected. She had a vague sense that something
was amiss, a feeling that something had happened between him and Ye Qing.
Otherwise, why would she answer his personal phone? Why would such gossip
surface? If Liang Xi Cheng didn't allow it, would Ye Qing have been able to get
close to him?
But … didn't he know he was already married?
Didn't he know … he had a wife in England?
How could he … treat her like this?!
Just moments ago, he was telling her that he
would only ever have one wife named Bai Yan Liang, but now he was embracing
another woman. So … her insistence on leaving City A had actually provided him
with a perfect opportunity, hadn't it?
So, if he were to register his marriage with
Ye Qing at the Civil Affairs Bureau, wouldn't he have to completely remove Bai
Yan Liang from his legal spouse list first?
Was he going to divorce her?
She couldn't bear to think about it anymore.
Alone in a foreign land, suffering from insomnia, and then hearing such
devastating news—it felt like a corner of her heart had been ripped out, the
pain excruciating. She felt like an idiot, a complete and utter fool.
Did Chu Yi Sheng already know about Liang Xi
Cheng and Ye Qing? That's why he came to England to ask her those questions?
She had even spoken so confidently to his face, but who knew that her courage
and persistence would result in him marrying another woman ...?
Whatever the reason, Yan Liang told herself
she couldn't accept it.
She could be incredibly understanding of his
difficulties, showing the utmost generosity. The events of over twenty years
ago could be allowed to settle with time, and she felt she had settled enough.
Slowly, she learned to open her heart and try to get closer to him. She could
even selfishly let her mother suffer because of her love for him, yet still
want to stand by his side …
She never considered herself particularly
brave, but she felt that at least on this path of loving Liang Xi Cheng, she
was being true to him, without any ulterior motives.
She reciprocated all the affection he gave
her. Love, though not based on equality, does that mean love is about
fickleness?
The phone rang in the bedroom, but she ignored
it, simply squatting on the white carpet, hugging her knees, burying her head
in them, tears she had been holding back blurring her vision …
Liang Xi Cheng, Liang Xi Cheng … what kind of
explanation can you give me?
No, what good are any explanations?
I loved you, so persistently, so unwaveringly,
but you let go of my hand. No matter the reason, no matter how perfect the
explanation, how can I accept it?
***
City A, early morning.
The location was a private room on the second
floor of a rather secluded private club.
Two men sat facing each other.
Ye Sheng Ming looked at Chu Yi Sheng, who was
sitting opposite him, constantly smoking, and forced a nauseatingly fake smile,
speaking first, “Chairman Chu, come to think of it, we’ve met before. I never
imagined we’d have the opportunity to cooperate again. What are your thoughts
on the suggestion I just made?”
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