Chapter 742: proud of marriage
Chapter 742 Proud of Marriage
Facing his series of questions, Qu Huai'an couldn't answer, and he didn't want to lie to him.
From the very beginning, she deliberately approached him and told so many lies. Now she doesn't want to lie anymore, let alone lie to him anymore.
Looking at him with empty and dim eyes, a little bit of apology emerged.
Xie Tingxi gradually let go of her hand, his thin lips hooked slightly, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, "Sure enough, I won't be able to squeeze in here after all..."
The fingertip landed on the position of her left heart.
Qu Huaian let go of her tightly pursed lips, and whispered sorry.
Xie Tingxi smiled, disdainful of her apology.
Picked up the divorce agreement next to it and handed it to her, "Leave after signing, I hope I won't see you again after dawn tomorrow."
Qu Huai'an's lowered eyelids trembled involuntarily. When he glanced at him, there were waves in his eyes, and the hand hanging by his side was involuntarily clenched, and he didn't go to accept the divorce agreement for a long time.
Xie Tingxi got up and threw the agreement on the coffee table, turned around and walked upstairs with heavy and tired steps.
Qu Huaian turned sideways involuntarily, staring at his back momentarily, his lips twitched several times, and finally said nothing.
He was completely disappointed in himself, and there was no point in saying anything.
everything is over.
Qu Huaian took a pen from under the coffee table, wrote his name stroke by stroke on the agreement, then got up and went back to the bedroom.
Xie Tingxi didn't want to see her again, so naturally he wouldn't wait for him in the bedroom, the room was quiet and deserted.
Qu Huaian took out a box from the closet, packed his clothes and things, carried the heavy box, and walked downstairs step by step.
When she walked to the door, she couldn't help but glance back in the direction of the second floor.
The wall lamps are dim, the surroundings are empty, and the luxurious villa is cold and empty at the moment.
She stood there for a long time, but finally turned around and went to the kitchen. After a while, she walked to the study with a cup in her hand, and knocked on the door twice. Before the study door opened, she put down the cup and left. up.
In the middle of the night, you can't get a car, let alone get a car near Luoyunju.
Qu Huaian dragged his suitcase to the bus stop two kilometers away and sat down.
The weather has warmed up, and the evening breeze brings a bit of coolness, but there are many stars in the sky, and the Milky Way flows, which is really beautiful.
Qu Huai'an raised his head but didn't care to appreciate it, his empty eyes were full of sadness, as if any temperature could not be tolerated.
She has no family, no friends, and now Luoyunju is not even her place to stay.
Now she is like the catkins floating in the air, fluttering about wherever she goes.
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Luoyunju.
Xie Tingxi sat on the chair, looking at the cup on the desk, the hot tea was still steaming.
If you want to say that you are ruthless, she still knows how to make a cup of hot tea for him before leaving, but if you want to say that she is affectionate, she hasn't sent a single message to herself this month.
I don't even bother to lie to myself.
He couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his swollen temples, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.
Qu Huaian sat on the bus platform all night, and he also sat in the study all night.
Until the security guard knocked on the door, "Mr. Xie, my wife left by bus."
Xie Tingxi leaned back on the seat without opening his eyes, but just waved his hand to signal him to go out.
The security guard left wisely and closed the door of the study.
Xie Tingxi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the strong tea that had cooled down on the table, he picked up the cup and drank it down.
The herbal tea was cold into the throat, flowed into the stomach, and even more bitter into the bottom of my heart.
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Two months later, Shanshui Town.
Qu Huaian was making the bed, when the receptionist in the store came running again, with a mysterious expression on her face, "Sister Huaian, that handsome man is here to look for you again."
Qu Huai'an focused on laying the bed sheet, but there was no response.
The reception girl blushed and looked at the young man who came over, "Mr. Wen, I'll go down first, you guys talk slowly."
The man called Mr. Wen wears a well-pressed high-end suit. Like Xie Tingxi, he likes to wear glasses.
"Miss Qu, how did you think about my last proposal?"
Qu Huaian smoothed the bed sheet, stood up and looked at him, "Mr. Wen, I rejected you last time."
"But I also said, I hope you think about it again." Wen Shuli replied gently.
Qu Huaian's calm eyes met him, as if he wanted to see through the lens what was hidden under his eyes.
"Why not me?"
This man is the same as Xie Tingxi, she can't see through it. She doesn't want to have anything to do with this man, let alone be his so-called heroine.
"Because the director has his eyes on you." Wen Shuli sighed helplessly, "And this script is adapted from the story of my wife's friend. She has seen your photos and thinks you are very suitable."
He said gently and sincerely, "Miss Qu, I really hope you can act in this work."
"I don't know how to act, and I don't want to act." What does truth have to do with her?
She turned around and wanted to leave the room, when she heard the gentle voice of the man behind her, "Miss Qu, don't you want to hear what kind of story this is?"
Qu Huai'an paused, and turned to look at him, "If I finish listening, will you stop bothering me?"
Wen Shuli smiled slightly, "Maybe."
Qu Huaian went to ask Secretary Chen for half an hour's vacation, and brought Wen Shuli to a park in the town.
Because of the beautiful scenery here, there are many tourists who come here, and many people take pictures and check in.
Qu Huai'an sat on his left, and said calmly, "You can talk now."
Wen Shuli pushed down his glasses, and slowly opened his lips, "This is a story about marriage, about a woman's growth."
His voice is beautiful, and when he speaks, Qu Huai'an is fascinated by it.
Until the Golden Umbrella fell to the west and Wen Shuli finished telling the story, she was still immersed in the story and did not recover.
Wen Shuli spoke so dryly that he took a sip of water to moisten his throat. Seeing her thoughtful face, a smile flashed in her eyes.
I already had the answer in my heart, so I didn't rush to ask.
Instead, it was Qu Huai'an who came back to his senses and asked, "Are they really together in the end?"
Wen Shuli knew that she was asking about them in reality, so he nodded, "They are together and are living happily now. If you want, I can take you to meet them."
Qu Huaian was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "No need."
"Why?" She thought that she would really want to see those two people who were **** in their marriage but still bravely embraced each other.
"Now I don't have the face to meet them."
Compared to them, Qu Huai'an feels that his life is rotten, and even his current self is just a useless shell, exuding a rotten smell.
"Then try to be good and be brave." Wen Shuli encouraged her.
Qu Huaian still hesitated, "I have no experience in this field, and I don't know what to do, whether it can be done."
After all, she never thought of acting by herself.
Wen Shuli smiled, "As long as you are willing to accept help from others, I believe you can do it, and I also believe in the director's vision, you can't make a mistake."
Qu Huaian was silent for a long time, and finally nodded, "Okay, I'll go."
Wen Shuli stretched out his hand, "I wish you success."
Qu Huaian held his hand, "The cooperation is successful."
"By the way, what's the name of this story?"
Wen Shuli smiled slightly, and said four words, "Proud to be married."
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Advertise your book in a fair manner. "Pride in Marriage" Jiang Yanshen VS Lin Qingqian. Wife abuse is a moment of pleasure, chasing his wife to the crematorium. Wen Shuli is from the younger brother of the actor in "The Movie King, Your Wife Is Green Tea". He owns a film and television company...
(end of this chapter)