Jing Xiao now felt that he would feel suffocated if he stayed in this scene for a second longer, so he simply said hello to his grandma and left.
As soon as he walked out of the banquet hall, he met Zhou Chengsi, who had arrived late.
"Brother, where are you going?" he asked with a smile on his face, then looked behind him and joked, "Why, didn't you bring your sister-in-law with you today?"
Jing Xiao glanced at him sideways and scolded: "Why did you come just now? Auntie is not feeling well today. Don't you know?"
"I know, but my mother has to come over, and I can't stop her." Zhou Chengsi explained helplessly, then reached out and hooked his shoulder, saying with a playful smile, "Don't worry, she took medicine before coming here. , It’s okay, I will stay with her in a while.”
"Okay, you go in, I'll leave first." Jing Xiao slapped his paw off, turned around and walked towards the elevator.
"The birthday party hasn't even started yet, and you, the protagonist, ran away first?" Zhou Chengsi shouted from where he was, but he didn't get a response. He just watched his back disappear at the elevator entrance.
A few minutes later, Jing Xiao went downstairs.
When he was in the hall, he saw someone coming in from the main door. He frowned subconsciously, then pretended not to see him and walked straight to the door.
"Brother." The person called out. Seeing that he ignored her, he chased after him again, "Brother, are you leaving?"
Jing Xiao still pretended that he didn't exist, and continued walking out without stopping. He had no feelings at all for this brother who was ten years younger than him.
"Brother!" This time, Jinghe simply grabbed his sleeve.
Jing Xiao finally couldn't help but stop, turned around and glared at him, scolding: "Let go, and don't call me brother, my mother only gave birth to me."
After being yelled at, he could only let go obediently, "I know you hate me, but, I..."
"It's not just you that I hate." Jing Xiao interrupted him, locking his cold eyes with him, "It's also your mother."
Hearing this, Jinghe looked slightly stunned. He tugged at the corner of his mouth bitterly, trying his best to hide his disappointment. He handed him the bag in his hand and said calmly: "Even so, I still want to tell you, Happy birthday."
There was a hint of helplessness in his voice, as if he was saying that he really shouldn't be here.
Jing Xiao was too lazy to speak anymore and ignored the bag he handed over, bypassing him and walking straight towards the door.
Looking at his back, Jinghe felt infinite sadness in his heart. He walked to the door of the hotel again and watched him get in the car and leave, with a trace of complicated emotions growing in his heart.
After a long time, he looked down at the bag in his hand and suddenly felt a little hot.
For so many years, he has worked hard to please his family. Even his aunt and his family, who did not accept him at first, recognized him. But this brother was the only one who did not want to see him at all.
"Master Jing, are you leaving now?" Shi Qian asked after the car drove some distance away.
Jing Xiao pondered for a moment, looking at the stars in the night sky. Finally, he said calmly: "It's okay, I've already said hello to grandma."
The night scene outside the car window quickly passed before his eyes like a moving picture scroll.
"Master Jing, where are you going?" Shi Qian asked him about his destination while driving.
He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was just half past nine. He thought thoughtfully for a moment and then said, "Go back to Yajiang Beiyuan."
Shi Qian responded and silently turned the car around.
At the same time, Yu Youxi had just stepped out of the elevator, and she happened to miss Jinghe who walked into another elevator.
Since she came with her father tonight and didn't drive, she slipped out now and didn't dare to let the driver take her away. She could only take a taxi and leave.
As soon as she got in the car, she called Tang Muzhi.
"Twilight, I'll come find you right away."
Tang Muzhi, who answered the phone, was packing up the posters at the event. Her movements in her hands paused slightly, and she asked in surprise: "So soon? Has the banquet started? Are you leaving now?"
"Why don't you leave? I heard that Mr. Jing has left. It seems that he just came here to meet a few relatives. When I came, I told my dad that he couldn't see Jing tonight. "Master, but he doesn't believe it." Yu Youxi kept complaining to her, "By the way, have you eaten? I'm still hungry."
"We haven't eaten either. We're still finishing the meal. Why don't we wait for you to come over and eat together?"
Hearing this, Yu Youxi immediately agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll be there in about twenty minutes."
After saying that, she hung up the phone.
Tang Muzhi looked at the phone with a black screen and smiled helplessly.
"What's wrong? Are you so happy?" Xiang Heng, who had just thrown away the garbage, saw her like this when he came back, so he raised his eyebrows and asked.
Tang Muzhi put away her phone and looked at him, still with a faint smile on her face, "Youzi is coming over, we will go to dinner together later."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Heng was not very happy, but felt a little bit disappointed. After all, they had just agreed that they would go to dinner together.
Tang Muzhi didn't pay much attention to the subtle changes on his face, because she was finishing the payment at the moment.
Ten o'clock in the evening, Yajiang Beiyuan.
After arriving home, Jing Xiao was surprised to find that he had arrived home earlier than Tang Mugui.
He walked into the empty room, feeling the environment without warmth and other people's atmosphere. He sat on the sofa boredly, turned on the TV carelessly, and waited for his little wife, who was busier than him and had not returned home for a long time.
At this moment, his young wife was sitting in front of a street food stall, eating barbecue with Yu Youxi and Xiang Heng, who had already changed out of their evening clothes.
The three of them sat in a circle, eating and chatting, and the atmosphere was particularly lively.
Tang Muzhi's fair and tender little face was now stained with chili powder, cumin powder, and even a green scallion, which looked funny and cute.
"This is still suitable for me. Just now in the banquet hall, the cake was terrible." Yu Youxi complained in her mouth, while picking up a piece of meat skewers and taking a bite.
Xiang Heng handed a tissue to Tang Muzhi beside him, then looked at Yu Youxi and suggested with a smile: "Sister, do you want something to drink?"
"What are you drinking? You are young and don't learn well." Yu Youxi glanced at him with disgust, then handed him the kebab in her hand, "Eat more, don't waste food."
"I'm an adult, okay?" He muttered, but still reached out and took the kebab from her.
Seeing this, Tang Muzhi interrupted, "We're going to watch the fireworks later. It's not good if we get drunk."
"Really? Then I'll go with you." Xiang Heng said quickly, with a smile on his face again.
Hearing this, Yu Youxi bumped his arm gently with her elbow and reminded him, "You are a boy. Why are you going to watch the fireworks?"
"Who stipulates that boys can't watch? I'm going to go." He snorted dissatisfied, and then said to Tang Mu Zhi, "Sister Zhi Zhi, do you think so?"
She nodded and hummed subconsciously.
As they ate and chatted, they didn't notice that time passed quickly, nor did they notice that someone on the street was taking a picture of them at this moment and sent it to someone who was waiting for his wife at home.
Jing Xiao picked up the phone and looked through the photos one by one.
It shows the back of Tang Muzhi busy in the shopping mall, the way she carelessly eats on the street, and her wild smile. From the photos, she really doesn't care about her image at all, but seeing her so happy and wanton, it doesn't matter. Not restrained, Jing Xiao couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
However, his eyes suddenly stopped on a photo. He looked at it carefully, his thin lips pursed tightly, and his eyes became deeper and colder.
The photos secretly taken by the bodyguard were from a very tricky angle, but they also captured the scene of Xiang Heng peeking at Tang Mu Zhi.
Although he had read Xiang Heng's information and knew that he was Yu Youxi's cousin and he was eighteen years old today.
However, he never knew that Xiang Heng actually liked Tang Mu Zhi.
Jing Xiao felt a deep displeasure and uneasiness in his heart. He had never thought that there would be a love rival, and he was still an eighteen-year-old kid.
This discovery once again ignited a blazing fire in his already irritable heart.
At half past ten in the evening, it started to rain. The raindrops fell on the windows, ticking and tapping on the glass, making a crisp sound.
Originally, Tang Muzhi and the others were going to watch the fireworks show, but because of the rain, they had to give up.
After eating, they went back home.
It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening when there was a noise at the door.
Jing Xiao was still sitting on the sofa. He watched the door open and stared at the person at the door with a deep coldness in his eyes.
When Tang Muzhi opened the door, he saw the room was bright and knew in his heart that Jing Xiao was back.
"Mr. Jing, didn't you say you would come back later?" she asked while changing her shoes.
Jing Xiao leaned back on the sofa, his voice low and hoarse, with a hint of depression in his tone, "I didn't expect you to come back later than me, almost twelve o'clock."
Hearing this, Tang Mu Zhi's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he thought to himself, it's only around eleven o'clock, how long has it been twelve o'clock?
"There was an impromptu performance at the mall today. After finishing my work, I went to have dinner with my friends and didn't pay attention to the time." She explained in a sincere tone.
"Oh?" Jing Xiao's eyes were dark and his voice was cold, "What kind of friend are you?"
"It's just..." She stopped suddenly. When she realized it, she felt that this person seemed to be judging her, but after a few seconds, she decided to confess frankly, "They are my best friend and her cousin."
"Oh." He responded, looked away, and said no more.
Tang Muzhi didn't think much, put down her bag and walked to the kitchen.
"Have you eaten yet? Aren't you full?" Jing Xiao frowned and blurted out a question subconsciously.
"I want to cook you a bowl of noodles." She turned around and replied to the living room, and then started to get busy.
Fortunately, the things she bought online arrived this morning, so the first use of the kitchen tonight will be to cook longevity noodles.
"I don't eat midnight snacks." He refused coldly, but his stomach growled uncontrollably.
