Chapter 18 Nacht marks her.

Under the influence of these three words, consciousness was pressed into the bottom of the water.

The cool breeze kissed her fingertips, unbridled and aimlessly cold, but she was on the outside and could not feel it at all.

"Bang!"

When Meng Ye came back to his senses, he leaned over the ground and picked up something at random. He knocked his hand against the wall. With a sharp crack, the scrap porcelain piece met the hard crack, and the flat and blunt surface was torn into a sharp blade in an instant.

It's like playing with a suitable weapon in your hand, wielding it with great ease.

"Are you not leaving yet?"

Meng Ye slowly approached Leo, the blade being casually held by him and spinning around his knuckles, "You are so brave

, why don't you just play around?" Leo didn't dare to think that this guy was even crazier than him and was serious about it.

He was so frightened that he almost forgot his own name, his legs were shaking and trembling, half of his face was numb and twitching, he was so scared that he pretended to be strong and picked up the face that fell on the ground, "I...you...you wait, wait!"

His legs seemed to be clamped by a motor, and he moved faster than anyone else.

But it disappeared in three seconds.

"Waste."

Meng Ye threw away the porcelain blade and sneered, then put away his thoughts. Later he saw Quezhan still standing there.

She just stood there, not moving or blinking.

The whole person looks like a beautiful rag doll, with beautiful and pure eyes, soft black hair, standing in the light.

It would be nice if there was a glass cage.

Meng Ye gathered his thoughts, walked to Que Zhan and asked softly, "Are you scared?"

The reason why she was stunned was not because of whether he was scared or not, but because the Meng Ye in front of him now was completely different from the Meng Ye she met at first sight.

The first time they met was in the hospital. She accidentally bumped into him, picked up the Koenigsegg key and returned it to him. He said, "Thank you."

The second time was in the restaurant. He sat next to her and spoke in a polite and friendly tone.

The third time in the bar, he invited her to sing on the stage. The young man sang unrestrainedly and passionately.

Now, he is even more gloomy and ungrateful.

But Quezhan was not afraid.

He helped her.

"No, I should thank you." Quezhan was grateful for his timely appearance, otherwise she would definitely not be a match for Leo by herself.

"Don't mind what I said."

Meng Ye was referring to the word 'her man' he said, and explained slowly: "This guy looks like a difficult one..."

"What's the big deal, it's just a name for others to hear."

Meng Ye didn't finish his words, but Que Zhan interrupted him with a slight shrug. Her heart was big enough to hold the sky and the sea, and she didn't care about this. "It's just right that you are here. This broken navigation can't lead the way... Meng Ye...!"

For some reason, Meng Ye seemed to have exhausted all his strength and fell forward.

Fortunately, she was able to hold him back with her arms in the direction he was falling, but she couldn't bear the weight of a grown man alone, so she could only use her shoulder to let him lean on her to steady himself.

"Meng Ye, what's wrong with you?"

The situation happened suddenly and the reason was unclear, but Quezhan was indeed scared. He patted his back gently, worried that something had happened to him.

"It seems..."

After about half a minute of rest, Meng Ye slowly regained consciousness: "It seems, a little hypoglycemia. I've been... rehearsing recently, and I'm too tired..."

The man's warm breath floated beside his ears, and his heart was relieved. "Can you stand up now? I remember there should be candy in my bag."

No.

He wanted to stay with her for a while longer; she smelled so good.

The scent of the flowers is light but refreshing, and the aroma is intoxicating, making you unable to stop craving for it.

Can everyone who gets close to her smell her scent?

He was also very curious about how his brother had been able to endure until now.

He tilted his head slightly to look at her. He lightly ruffled the woman's long hair on the side of her fair neck, burning the gaps between her hair. The skin on the side of her neck was tender, white and soft like water.

Meng Ye lowered his eyelashes, his dark eyes focused on the white light, and his evil desires grew.

I want to bite her, and even more, mark her.

"This is the only one." Quezhan searched for a long time and only found a hard candy in a transparent package. Whether it suits his taste or not, this is the only thing he could do. "Otherwise, just make do with this."

He is very good at coaxing people.

Meng Ye ate the candy and stayed on her for a reasonable amount of time. If he stayed any longer he would be exposed, so he left tactfully.

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah, much better."

When we entered the coffee shop, the light from the ceiling poured down, making the whole room warm.

Therefore, he could also see Meng Ye's expression more clearly, which was much better than before.

"I'll treat you to coffee this time as a thank you." Quezhan called the waiter and pushed a thin list of drinks to Meng Ye.

Meng Ye suddenly felt that his brother was right.

She has everything sorted out.

Quezhan likes to drink green grape juice, and Meng Ye has kept this in mind since they met in the restaurant.

The green grape juice was at room temperature, and he didn't refuse her kindness, and ordered a cup of oolong tea.

"You said you had something to give me."

Quezhan took a sip of green grape juice, which was her favorite taste. She asked curiously, "What is it?"

"In the second half of the month, the band will hold a concert at the Shanghai Stadium. The team members have tickets to the stadium, front row, and I would like to invite you to watch." The tickets to the stadium were kept neatly by Meng Ye, two of them, "Do you have time at that time? You can come with your friends."

The concert will be held in the second half of the month. After finishing the new product launch conference, Quezhan really wants to give herself a vacation.

This concert was just the right opportunity to relax at the right time and place. She smiled happily: "That's great. I was worried about having no place to go to have fun. How can I not support my friend's concert?"

Friends, they are friends now.

"But I feel embarrassed to take your ticket for free." Quezhan opened his phone and wanted to transfer money.

Meng Ye tried to stop her, "You said we are friends, there is no need to be so formal. I will treat you this time, and you can support me at my next concert, how about that?"

Since that was what he said, Que Ye accepted it without any hesitation, "Okay, I'll remember it."

Although Meng Ye was three years younger than her and was her younger brother, she felt that the title of 'brother' was not suitable for him.

They had a very happy chat, from school to graduation and work, from hobbies to the scenery along the way.

She seemed to understand him better.

It's not just about knowing the name Meng Ye.

He graduated from Stanford University in the United States with a double master's degree in computer science and mathematics. He is a member of the world's top IQ club Mensa in the UK. He was exposed to business sectors such as stocks, securities, and investments in junior high school, and has achieved extraordinary achievements.

We were having a pleasant chat, but our increasingly excited mood was cut short by a piece of news.

Sent from Xie Xianshen.

X: [Not at home? 】

The tone was concise and clearly a question, but Zhan had no intention of replying. Two seconds later, the other party sent another message.

X: Where? 】

When was it his turn to dictate her freedom? She typed quietly: [If you have something to say, say it. If not, forget it. 】

With a "ding" sound, a notification popped up on the phone that I hadn't put down yet.

Quezhan didn't know why, but her wrist trembled slightly as if it was out of control. Meng Ye asked her if there was anything wrong, and she gave a simple reply, but she couldn't say it, as it was suddenly stuck in her throat.

X: [It’s very late. Mrs. Xie has no home to go back to, right? 】

Unknown, although separated by the screen, Xie Xianshen seemed to be right in front of her.

The man's dark eyes were filled with coldness as he stared at his prey.

The last message, four words, has an oppressive and strong attitude.

X: [Report, now. 】

...

After returning to Xiting Bay, Quezhan was ready to have a fight with Xie Xianshen.

What do you mean not at home? Where are you?

What does it mean to have a home but not return?

What does it mean to report? Now.

He doesn't think that he can do whatever he wants in this marriage just by getting a marriage certificate, right?

The rule of not interfering in each other's lives was clearly in place, and she couldn't back down.

"Xie Xianshen."

He put down his bag after entering the room, and did not even bother to change his shoes, but slowly looked around the living room on the first floor. No one was there. A muffled sound of a door closing came from the second floor, and Aunt Tian gradually appeared.

"Madam, you're back."

"Auntie Tian, ​​why haven't you gotten off work yet?" It was already halfway past the scheduled off-work time, but she was still puzzled. The reason why she hasn't gotten off work yet is because Ms. Ye suddenly had a headache and there is no one else at home, so Aunt Tian has to leave to take care of the old lady.

"The condition is mild. She has taken medicine and just went to bed." Aunt Tian comforted Quezhan's worried mood, "Madam, don't worry."

"He hasn't come back yet?"

"You mean sir? He hasn't come back yet."

After Aunt Tian got off work, Quezhan went upstairs to the second floor to check on Ms. Ye. Seeing that her grandmother was sleeping soundly, she didn't stay to disturb her and quietly closed the door and left.

In front of the bar, Quezhan poured himself a glass of sake, which was low in alcohol so as not to burn his neck.

The mobile phone interface shows the chat box between the two people.

He asked her to report, but she didn't say a word. The Chiron Super Sport sped up to over 100 miles per hour and drove straight to the door of her house.

His eyes stopped at one place, but he stared at the door without moving.

Just then, the door opened.

Stand up straight and be ready for a fight.

Quezhan was leaning on her elbows in front of the water bar. Xie Xianshen walked into the living room and saw her. She was indifferent and contented, so he said lightly, "You're back."

He was referring to her return, not him.

"Before I lose my temper," Quezhan sat down on a stool, with his toes leaning against another high stool, "let's talk. What's the meaning of saying so many inexplicable words?"

"Threat me?"

Report, now.

Not a threat.

The water bar countertop was bright and clean. In the classic cup, the sake was bright blue and in the center of the cup line. The smooth surface brushed across the halo on the top until the man's reflection passed by.

They looked into each other's eyes, she tilted her neck upwards, he lowered his eyes, their breaths entwined.

"It's just a few words. Are you angry?" It was a rhetorical question, but it was not a rhetorical question. The trembling of her pupils was very subtle, but he could sense it.

He was vague and didn't explain, but Zhan was not here to hear this. "Are you ordering me around?"

"I don't like people talking to me in that tone."

The cat is angry and needs to be coaxed.

Everyone understands this simple truth, but the more docile a cat is, the more arrogant and spoiled it becomes, the more unruly it will become.

The floral scent on her body should be the scent of her most commonly used perfume, and it seems to be mixed with other scents, the scent of men's perfume.

"The perfume has expired. The smell is not right."

Scorpios are good at being sarcastic, and Xie Xianshen was indeed being sarcastic, with hidden meanings, "You rushed to confront me because of a few words, but you didn't even have time to reply to the message. You are so busy, Mrs. Xie."

She didn't want to pay any attention to his sudden and tough tone.

"I was meeting with friends and didn't have time to reply to messages."

"With another man?"

"..."

The topic went off track, Que Zhan snorted and scolded him: "Yes, with another man. Whoever I want to have dinner with and whoever I want to meet is my freedom. What right do you have to interfere?"

"Xie Xianshen, I told you from the moment I came in that I was very upset by the messages you sent. From beginning to end, you didn't even have an explanation..."

"It's grandma."

The voice was out of order and Que Zhan stopped talking.

Xie Xianshen explained the reason.

When it was time to get off work in the evening, Ms. Ye did not see her granddaughter come home, nor did she receive any report from her. She also had a headache and thought it was an unforeseen event. Unfortunately, her cell phone was broken and she could not make the call, so she borrowed Aunt Tian's cell phone to call Zuo Qian.

Only after Zuo Qian told him what happened did he send her a message.

"Just ask if you want to, why are you speaking so harshly?"

It made her seem like she owed him eight million, but Que Zhan was of course dissatisfied: "It's understandable that you don't reply."

Now she was obedient.

At that time, he had a lot of things to deal with at work, and he was overwhelmed and anxious.

He had no time to take care of these so-called trivial matters. Now that they had come before him and involved him, he could not just ignore them, especially since they were orders from his elders.

As for the tone, Xie Xianshen thought it was normal.

How many times have they talked to each other like this?

But he also saw it clearly. When they finished the dinner and drove away, he saw her and another man walking out of the alley side by side through the car window. She seemed very happy, and she didn't even stop smiling before saying goodbye.

He had seen her laugh and cry in front of other men.

Instead of just giving him a cold shoulder like now.

A cat that is domineering in its own nest.

-Before

going to work the next day, Quezhan stayed for a while with Ms. Ye after having breakfast.

Regarding what happened yesterday, she asked her grandmother: "How do you feel today? Do you still have a headache? I've been busy with work these two days and haven't been able to spend much time with you."

"Silly child, I never blame you."

"People are like birds soaring in the sky. Where they should go and where they want to go cannot be controlled by others."

They young people have their own lives. Ye Zhanlin certainly understands that, and she is not restricting herself.

She said her headache was much better and she felt refreshed after a good night's sleep. She was told to just go about her own business and not to worry about her. Although she was an old lady in her old age, she still had friends and confidants, and her life was not boring.

"Grandma, your phone was broken, I bought you a new one."

All the settings that the new equipment needed had been set up in advance. "You can borrow Aunt Tian's phone to call me about what happened yesterday."

She was not "blaming" her grandmother, it was more convenient to call her directly.

"That's what I thought."

Ye Zanlin said slowly. At that time, she clearly wanted to call her granddaughter, but when she got to her lips, the phone number seemed to be misspelled and messed up, the numbers were blurred, and she couldn't remember it no matter how hard she tried.

"Maybe I'm really old and forgetful. I can't even remember the phone number of my precious grandson..."

"Grandma." Quezhan felt his heart was stuffy and bitter. He put his arms around Ms. Ye's shoulders and held her in his arms. "It's okay, it's okay. I don't blame you..."

Tears fell, and she hugged her tighter.

I just hope you don't forget me.

If that day really came, she didn't dare to think about it, let alone face it.

-

The 77th floor theater of Rokori building, the day of the new product launch of Encre series.

The launch of new products by leading brands in the fashion industry is of great significance. The event is attended by a large number of invited industry leaders, guests, media and others. The venue is spacious, full of noise, fame and fortune.

Although it was an important occasion, Que Zhan appeared in a gray-blue off-shoulder haute couture dress.

After fading the blazing red, blue also suits her very well. The skirt is ankle-length, sparkling like thin water. It is low-key and refreshing, yet extremely expressive.

Since she entered the venue, no less than five people have come to chat with her.

Raise your wrist, less than two minutes have passed.

It's a bit boring.

Xun Ang was unable to accompany her due to work arrangements, but he was bored and looked around at the unfamiliar faces, sighing that there was no one to talk to.

"Quezhan?"

When he came back to his senses, the owner of the voice was getting closer and closer. When the person came in front of him, Quezhan took two seconds to identify the match from the impression library, "Lu...Yanxing?"

He was dressed in a sloppy manner, like a playboy, and it was easy to recognize him.

"Yes, I didn't expect you had such a deep impression of me."

Lu Yanxing believes that his greatest strengths, besides being handsome, are his outgoing nature and ability to liven up situations.

Although he is a man of many temperaments, he is a gentleman with the most basic respect for ladies.

Quezhan also felt that chatting with him could put them on the same wavelength, even though they had never known each other and had only met once.

"Actually, we have met more than once." During the chat, Lu Yanxing mentioned their second meeting, "At the shooting range, when you used that kid Zou He as a human target, Shen and I had just come down from the second floor."

The Beijing accent was a little fast, and the listeners were prone to missing words. Que Zhan didn't quite keep up: "What?"

"Shen."

Seeing that she was still frowning, Lu Yanxing said bluntly: "Your husband."

"..."

"We go there often, and we happened to meet you."

The time he met Que Zhan at the shooting range, Lu Yanxing could never forget the way she held the gun. A bunch of compliments came at him like meteors, and Que Zhan was almost hurt.

"Are you short of opponents?" After asking Xie Xianshen for his contact information but he failed to get it, Young Master Lu did not give up and went to find the real owner to ask for it. "Every event in the arena needs opponents for competition or motivation. If it is convenient, Miss Que, would you please do me the honor of adding him to your contact information today?"

It also took Que Zan two seconds from thinking to agreeing.

"Okay. Mr. Lu said so. We can discuss this some other time when we have time."

After adding the person on WeChat successfully, he didn't make a note in time so as not to forget the person. But after adding him like this, he felt it was unfair and something was missing.

Lu Yanxing's chat box was above Xie Xianshen, and everyone had made a note except him.

Her mind suddenly turned and she raised her lips: "You said, you and Xie Xianshen were childhood friends?"

The man said yes, asking a question he knew the answer to, and he was also curious about what "bad" idea she was coming up with.

"Then you should know a lot of embarrassing things about him when he was a child, right?"

Lu Yanxing saw through it and chuckled, "You seem to want to hear it very much. Tell me the reason why you want to hear it, and I will consider it."

Reason.

There was no reason. She just felt upset and very upset because he sent her those threatening messages last time.

Hold a handle in your hand to shut up his sarcastic mouth.

By the way, have fun.

"Curiosity."

This curiosity was not just pure curiosity, the reason was too perfunctory and vague.

Young Master Lu understood what he meant without saying anything, and smiled: "When I was a child, the one I remember most clearly was..."

Quezhan knew there was something interesting, but the story had just begun when he was caught in the act by the person involved in the next second.

She didn't know when Xie Xianshen appeared from the crowd and stood beside her. She came back to her senses when she felt a regional darkness on her neck.

I also heard him speak, and Si Li said in a silent tone: "You are so interested."

"Why don't you tell Mrs. Xie?"

But I was stunned. For some reason, my heartbeat became heavier with every word of his words.

It seemed like...he even pulled her tail.