Knowing that this was asking for trouble, Bai Xingyi couldn't help but gamble on the slim possibility.
Zhan Shaoting's eyes suddenly darkened.
Bai Xingyi smiled wryly at himself, it was indeed the case.
Zhan Shaoting pinched her chin and forced her to raise her head, clearly seeing the flash of disappointment in her eyes.
He sneered: "Do you not want me to get married, or do you not want me to marry someone else? Bai Xingyi, look at the question you asked yourself, what kind of answer do you want? Do you really know it in your heart?"
Zhan Shaoting's words were like a basin of cold water, completely waking up Bai Xingyi.
Indeed, in a sense, their relationship is inherently shady and not much different from that of a third party.
Therefore, he said that his marriage would not change their relationship in any way.
She recognized the reality clearly, and her heart felt as if a sharp knife had been slashed hard, and her face was as pale as paper.
Zhan Shaoting pursed his thin lips tightly.
She whispered: "Two years ago, I was wrong. I shouldn't have provoked you."
Zhan Shaoting looked at her condescendingly, his voice cold, "Do you regret it?"
Emotions surged, and Bai Xingyi's eyes were moist. She gritted her teeth and persisted, unwilling to bow her head, "Yes, I regret it."
He smiled contemptuously and raised her face again, his arrogant posture like a bright star, silently mocking her infatuation.
"It's too early to regret now."
The entrance hall is spacious but oppressive, and the surrounding air seems to be frozen, making it difficult to breathe.
At this time, a phone ring suddenly rang, breaking the heavy atmosphere.
It's Zhan Shaoting's cell phone.
Bai Xingyi felt the strength on his jaw disappear, and tears rolled down uncontrollably. Zhan Shaoting picked up the phone and walked to the balcony.
A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, and a few words of conversation could be vaguely heard, but Zhan Shaoting remained silent the entire time.
After hanging up the phone, he sat quietly on the sofa for a while. The firelight illuminated his stern profile, like the cascading peaks in the dark night.
He frowned slightly impatiently, turned around, opened the sliding door and left.
Could that woman just now be his fiancée?
Bai Xingyi felt a stabbing pain in his heart, and a sense of sadness suddenly surged into his heart.
Zhan Shaoting would most likely not come back. Bai Xingyi did not go back to the bedroom, but chose to spend the night on the sofa.
The room was still filled with Zhan Shaoting's aura, which seemed to remind Bai Xingyi all the time that this man was about to get married.
I didn't sleep all night, and I fell asleep for a while after five o'clock in the morning. I was completely confused.
Until she was awakened by the ringing of her cell phone.
A call from the deputy director forced Bai Xingyi to pack his mind and go on a business trip with his team to a city 500 kilometers away.
There were some problems with a resort project she was responsible for following up on before, and it took three full days of communication and negotiation with the other party.
In the past three days, Zhan Shaoting did not contact her, and she did not take the initiative to find him.
When all the work came to an end for the time being, everything about Zhan Shaoting still lingered in Bai Xingyi's heart and couldn't get rid of it.
On the day of the business trip, Zhan Shaoting told her that he chose a car for her in the garage.
Bai Xingyi had seen that car. It was worth more than 300,000 yuan. Its style was low-key and restrained. For Zhan Shaoting, any car was worth more than this amount.
But for Bai Xingyi, this is just right.
Zhan Shaoting was considerate of her feelings. Otherwise, when he made the purchase, it would not have been a car of this price.
However, Bai Xingyi did not accept the car.
Now that we have decided to separate, how can we still accept his gifts?
After returning to Nancheng from her business trip, Bai Xingyi planned to go home and have a good rest. She received a call from her mother Liu Qingli, informing her of the time and place of the date. It was the blind date she had mentioned before.
Just when I was about to shirk it, the doorbell rang.
The house Bai Xingyi lives in now was rented by her when she graduated. Later, Zhan Shaoting bought a new house for her, but the old house was not returned, mainly for convenience.
Very few people know this place.
She opened the door and unexpectedly found Liu Qingli who was talking to her on the phone outside the door. The other person looked at her with an insightful expression.
"Didn't you say that you are still on a business trip and haven't come back yet?" Liu Qingli hung up the phone, stared at her, and walked straight to the door, holding the latest LV bag in her hand. Bai Xingyi had seen it online, and the price was under 20%. Around 100,000.
"Mom, why did you buy it again..."
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm your mother, don't be clever in front of me, I'm all for your own good." As she said that, Liu Qingli stuffed the paper bag in her hand into Bai Xingyi's arms, which contained the newly bought clothes for her. , completely giving up her idea of dressing up plainly.
Liu Qingli supervised the whole process of Bai Xingyi's makeup. Seeing that she was stalling for time, she simply went into battle herself.
When he arrived at the appointed restaurant, Bai Xingyi got out of the car and saw the antique building in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a headache.
Molan Pavilion is Zhan Shaoting's property.
Liu Qingli had mentioned it on the phone before, but at that time Bai Xingyi was so busy thinking about how to refuse that she didn't listen at all.
She became inexplicably nervous and subconsciously glanced at Zhan Shaoting's exclusive parking space.
Empty.
She breathed a sigh of relief. However, just when she retracted her gaze, a Bentley drove slowly from the side of the road.
At this moment, night falls, and the headlights are filled with mist.
It's not that Bai Xingyi has good eyesight, but that the license plate number is so eye-catching that he can drive unimpeded no matter where he is in Nancheng City.
She quickly grabbed Liu Qingli and wanted to leave, but Liu Qingli also saw it, and instead pulled her back and whispered, "That's your eldest brother."
At this time, Chen Yue, the assistant in the passenger seat, got out of the car and opened the back seat door for Zhan Shaoting.
Bai Xingyi turned his face away, and in the corner of his eye, he saw the slender figure of a man walking out of the car. He must have just come from the company. He was wearing a dark and solemn suit. He seemed to be talking on the phone. His face was stern, and he looked particularly inhumane.
He took off his one-ear Bluetooth headset and handed the document to Chen Yue, turned his head and whispered a few words, and then walked this way.
"Aunt Liu."
The man's voice was low and sweet, but extremely cold. Despite this, Liu Qingli, who was not favored by the Zhan family, was still overjoyed, "Oh, Shaoting, are you coming over for dinner?"
Zhan Shaoting did not respond clearly, but glanced at Bai Xingyi who deliberately avoided his eyes, with a hint of ridicule on his lips, "Where is the fourth aunt?"
Bai Xingyi grabbed the hem of Liu Qingli's clothes tightly, but Liu Qingli turned a blind eye and said with a smile: "She didn't come. I introduced someone to Xingyi and we made an appointment to meet here."
He chuckled meaningfully, "Xingyi has also reached the age to talk about marriage."
Cold sweat broke out on Bai Xingyi's back. The word "Xingyi" he shouted out, although it sounded nice, made her breathless for no reason.
He had never called her that.
