Chapter 27 Nacht lost control of the distance and put her arms around his neck...

Xie Que's marriage to the two families was announced to the public. Not only that, but the entire process of the concert game was also presented to the public.

The rumor was proven wrong.

It wasn't a complicated situation, but finding the key evidence brought the truth to light.

The marriage was announced when Que Zan and Xie Xian Shen met officially for the first time. She mentioned that she didn't want the wedding to be held too soon. The reason she gave was that she hated the cold, but the real reason was that she was afraid of the cold. Therefore, after the two of them obtained the marriage certificate, the Xie and Que families were truly married, but the news was only known to people in the upper circle.

Zuo Qian received instructions from Xie Xianshen to find out what happened and send the video to his boss, and his mission was completed.

When Xie Xianshen saw the video, she asked him what he wanted to do, and he said, "Announce the marriage."

One of the main points of the photo posted on the rumor Weibo was the ring on Que Zhan's left ring finger.

In the photo, she and Meng Ye both wore silver rings of the same color in the same position on their left hands, but the picture quality was blurry, so it was easy to confuse and mistake the two rings for the same style and pair.

The Weibo post announcing the marriage was actually effective on the account that had just been created not long ago. The only Weibo post that clarified the matter went from being ignored to being very popular, with the number of fans increasing by one million in one hour.

[Oh my God!] This is the real boss! The marriage certificate is out! ! ! 】

【If you talk about the lead singer’s girlfriend, I’ll ask you if you want to slap her in the face! The video of the concert was clearly posted in the comment section, are you all blind! They are all decorations! I don’t know who was so blind to report this comment! You report one and I send one! See who lives longer! 】

【I never thought that one day I would be able to step into the circle of wealthy families (bushi)】

【This is truly a match made in heaven! The guy is so damn handsome! Look at their marriage certificate, he is so close to her! Just pamper her! ]

[Ahhhhhh, what a cute nickname for the girl! A cat monster that can punch! What a huge contrast between the nickname and the real person! 】

The focus of comments gradually shifted to Quezhang’s newly-emerged Weibo nickname.

There were all kinds of comments, some saying it was cute, some saying it was funny. When Xie Xianshen noticed these comments, he glanced at Quezhan indifferently, "Why did you choose this name?"

"..." Quezhan was speechless, "I do. Did the cat provoke you?"

She clicked on the avatar and entered Xie Xianshen's Weibo homepage. Although his Weibo account was not newly created and he had quite a few followers, there was only one Weibo post announcing their marriage on the homepage.

She clicked into the comments and scanned them. She automatically filtered out those words praising her and Xie Xianshen as a good match, saying they were made for each other, wishing them a long and happy love, and so on. It was a business marriage, not a blessing, let alone love. Both of them were just pursuing the interests of their family.

[I watched the original video, but I still find it ridiculous. The girl went to a concert and ate cookies face to face with the lead singer, and the guy actually tolerated it? 】

【You don’t understand this. In a business marriage, each party plays their own game. 】

【In fact, there is also randomness in the selection of players in the game. If you are chosen and you refuse, it would be very embarrassing for the other party in front of 200,000 fans. 】

【Besides, they are just games, don’t make a fuss about nothing. 】

【There are celebrity couples who still have kissing scenes after marriage, and play ambiguous games with other opposite sex on variety shows. Those who are in love don’t mind it, so why do those who have no love in a business marriage blame them? 】

【It is estimated that this time the scandal has become a big deal, so the marriage was announced to dispel the rumors. But to be honest, I think the guy is much better than the lead singer, he's so handsome and his family is so rich! 】

“……”

Why are there so many people praising his good looks?

There was a call on the cell phone, it was from Xun Ang, so Quezhan picked up the phone. The voice on the other end was anxious: "Zhanzhan! I just saw the rumors about you on the Internet."

"Don't worry..." The person on the other end spoke so quickly that they could barely form a complete sentence: "I was by your side at the time, didn't I know what the situation was? I've posted the pictures and videos to clarify it, and give those who spread the rumors a slap in the face!" "

It's been clarified."

Quezhan switched the phone interface to the top of the screen, and browsed Weibo again, adding another person to the group that helped clarify the rumors.

Meng Ye also made an official clarification, expressing his deep apologies for not clarifying his personal affairs in a timely manner after the rumor broke out. Less than a minute after he posted on Weibo, Que Zan received the news.

Meng Ye: [I’m sorry, Sister Zhanzhan, I was delayed by something and just saw your message.

Meng Ye: I have clarified it. I will further investigate the source . Meng

Ye: How are you? Are you okay? 】

Quezhan replied:【It’s a small matter, don’t take it to heart. Xun

Ang’s call was still going on. The other party mentioned the announcement of her marriage to Xie Xian Shen, and then mentioned the wedding.

Although the speakerphone was not on, the sound was loud enough for Xie Xianshen to hear.

Xun Ang: "Now that the marriage is announced, the wedding should be soon, right?"

Quezhan put the phone back to his ear and said, "A press conference will be held at the beginning of the month. The wedding has not been decided yet."

The wedding date, wedding ceremony, wedding banquet... these all require the elders of both families to discuss and decide together. Even if the marriage is announced to the public, there will still be a lot of troubles afterwards.

"Baby, don't you think it's strange that this rumor came out?"

Xun Ang thought about it over and over but couldn't figure it out. She was at the concert the day before, but the next day rumors related to Quezhan were exposed. "There are five people in the band, but only you and Meng Ye were slandered. Why are the others safe and sound? It's unbelievable."

Quezhan wondered why only she and Meng Ye were pushed to the center of public opinion.

This shows that the rumor maker was either targeting her or Meng Ye, but looking back at the content of the rumor, it was not an online violence with offensive language. Could it be that some crazy fans have too strong subjective consciousness, or maybe it was just a prank.

The Internet is the easiest place to leave a mark. Regarding this rumor-mongering incident, he asked his assistants to investigate but they have not yet obtained accurate information. He actually appeared out of the blue and disappeared without a trace after spreading the rumor.

"Did you offend someone?"

Xun Ang muttered unconsciously. Even if she offended someone, with Que Chan's identity and status, it would be difficult for others to touch her. "Who in the circle dares to go against you openly?"

If she can't do it openly, she can do it secretly.

But I thought of one person, Winni.

It's just a guess. After all, on the day of the Encre series launch, she slapped Winni in public. Everyone in the hall could see it. Plus, Winni has an extreme personality, so she might hold a grudge against her for this, so she wanted to find a suitable opportunity to embarrass her and get back at him.

Now, she has no evidence, and everything can only be defined as speculation.

"Sometimes, things can be thought of the other way around."

The burning cigarette was gone, Xie Xianshen extinguished it and loosened his fingers, "The beneficiaries are often also an existence that cannot be ignored."

Beneficiaries?

Quezhan understood, was Xie Xianshen referring to Meng Ye?

"Do you have evidence?"

"I was just providing ideas for Mrs. Xie. The rumormonger is very familiar with the Internet. Since he wanted to push the rumor up, he must have left room for retreat. This opportunity has been missed and we can't catch him." "

Fortunately, the rumor has been clarified." Xie Xianshen reminded, "Mrs. Xie's drama will continue on the day of the press conference three days later."

"?"

Quezhan was very clear in his understanding, "Xie Xianshen, how can you go back on your word? I have played the role of the family dinner. Are you going to give me the black card just because you said you won't? You have no credibility at all...!"

As soon as she heard what he meant, she knew it was over. How could an unlimited black card be just forgotten.

He spoke a long string of words with little pause until the end, because he raised his hand to her, and clearly pinched away the half-white cigarette in her hand with his long fingers, which was still burning scarlet, and then put the cigarette in the glass crystal tray and lit it.

"Who told you to..."

Quezhan was about to lose her temper when a thin piece of card was replaced in the place of the knuckles that were holding the cigarette. It was completely black, with white silk and gold edges around it, and the card was so light that it looked like snow flakes and had no gravity. Therefore, when she felt it, her reaction was delayed for several seconds.

"Me what?"

Xie Xianshen took over her unfinished words, lowered his eyebrows, and raised his lips slightly, obviously deliberately watching her change her attitude.

Quezhan stopped talking and indeed changed his attitude. He smiled with the corner of his eyes: "...You are so nice."

"Say it again." He was teasing the cat.

"..."

Quezhan wanted to pull it back with more force, but he held the other end tightly and refused to let go. The two of them were in a stalemate and she still couldn't defeat him.

Helplessly, for the sake of the black card, she could only compromise against her conscience again: "You're the best."

"Buy whatever you want. Don't worry about not having enough credit this time." He accepted her compliment, secretly sighing that a rebellious cat would also change with the wind.

"Have fun, Mrs. Xie."

-After

the family dinner, the rumors were clarified in a short time, and he called familiar friends to a private restaurant to gather and relax.

Meng Ye said that he was still dealing with things and had no time, and hoped that they had fun.

Several people booked a private room.

After learning about the incident on the Internet, Cong Jiang was furious, "Really, some fans and netizens are so extreme. Why do they have two eyes but just can't see?"

"Is there a possibility that those extreme netizens are recruited water armies?"

"You don't say, I think so too." Xun Ang picked up a ring and put it in his mouth, "Then he talked as if he had taken gunpowder, and kept chattering."

"I didn't help much with this matter... I'm sorry, Zhanzhan."

Quezhan smiled, "What's there to be sorry about? It's good that the rumors have been clarified."

Meng Xie also felt that he did not help her in time.

He admitted that when he saw rumors and scandals about his younger brother and the person he liked on the Internet, his jealousy outweighed his reason.

Why is it Meng Ye? Why is it still that photo of them kissing face to face?

Even though it was not the truth, he did not want to accept the fact that it covered up the untruth.

At the concert, she was chosen as the one to eat cookies, and Meng Ye was the other party, facing her and very close to her.

The distance between them was as close as if he were so close to her at the lake.

But this level of closeness doesn't work for other people.

"Meng Xie, what are you thinking about?" Quezhan saw that Meng Xie was distracted and called him, "Cheers."

Xun Ang and Meng Xie were also close, and he joked, "Are you feeling guilty too? Then drink the punishment wine. Ah Jiang has one glass of wine, and you have three glasses."

He deserved these three glasses of wine as punishment, as he didn't even have the ability to protect her.

"I'll drink it as punishment."

Meng Xie poured three glasses of red wine, filled them all up, and drank one glass after another. He was punishing himself for not letting her get hurt.

"Angang was just a joke, why did you take it so seriously?" Seeing Meng Xie drinking seriously, Que Zhan advised him, "Meng Xie, it's really okay, you don't have to drink."

"Yes." Meng Xie lowered his head and sighed, "I'm sorry, Zhan Zhan, I've wronged you."

Xun Ang regretted making that joke.

She didn't expect Meng Xie to be so serious. She drank three full glasses of wine and accepted all of them under his license.

He drank so much that his face turned red and his apology was incoherent.

Quezhan called the waiter and ordered a glass of hangover water. When it was brought to him, she handed the water to him and said, "I told you not to drink so much. Drink the hangover water quickly to ease your stomach."

Now, Meng Xie listened to what she said.

Those three glasses of wine were his punishment for himself, he couldn't escape. The hangover cure was given to him by her, so he had to drink it.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?"

"...Yeah."

After three glasses of light red wine, Meng Xie couldn't get drunk. He felt a little dizzy after drinking too much. After resting for a while, he recovered. The atmosphere on the field was relieved.

"Is he... okay?" Cong Jiang asked.

"It should be fine." Xun Ang stretched out his hand in front of Meng Xie, meaning which day it was, "Can you see clearly?"

Meng Xie smiled, "Not drunk, I'm better."

Quezhan handed him a tissue and pointed to the hangover water spilled on his suit jacket, "Don't you know how much you can drink? I don't want to get you drunk because of this party. We agreed that no one can get drunk."

Because if someone gets drunk, those who are not drunk will have to take care of the drunk person.

To put it bluntly, she finds it troublesome.

Besides, she also hates taking care of people, and if someone says otherwise, she just ignores what she said.

"Yeah, the three of us women can't lift you." Xun Ang smiled.

Cong Jiang was called and came back to her senses when she heard the voice and smiled: "...That's right."

She was absent-minded. In fact, she was thinking about Que Zhan and Xun Ang going to Shanghai to watch a concert. Since the beginning of the meal, she wanted to find a suitable opportunity to say it out loud in a joking way.

If she hadn't seen the Weibo post, she wouldn't have known that they went to Shanghai together and watched the concert together.

The three of them are obviously very good friends, aren't they?

There is a bitter feeling that shouldn't have arisen that takes over my mind.

Congjiang, you shouldn't think like this.

She knew that who she is now, with her current education and current job, all depended on Que Zan's help, but she was feeling totally unnecessarily jealous.

When checking out, Que Zhan and Xun Ang were chatting at the front desk.

The straight line of white light on the ceiling burned down fiercely, as if cutting a huge vertical abyss between them.

Their backgrounds were very different, and she could not compare with them in terms of education, family background, abilities and qualities.

"Hello, how do I pay?" the receptionist asked with a smile.

"Swipe the card."

Xunang leaned sideways and rested his arm on the marble surface of the front desk, looking at the card, and joked: "Baby, did you change the card?"

Quezhan hummed, not denying, "He gave it to me."

"Who?"

It could be heard that Xun Ang was asking a question even though he knew the answer, so Quezhan also leaned aside and asked a counter-question, "Who are you talking about?"

"Your husband has a great ability to make money. I think I can also hint at Pei Mo."

It's the husband in name only.

A meal cost more than 35,000 yuan, but when the POS machine rang, my heart was calm.

"What a real ATM." Xun Ang thought of the 200 million yuan that Que Zan transferred to her during the photography exhibition. It went directly into her account without blinking. "The nine-digit transfer can no longer satisfy you, so switch to a black card."

She sighed gently, "Xie Xian Shen is really willing to support his wife."

"This is my achievement, what does it have to do with him?" Que Zan corrected her, saying that it was Xie Xian Shen who promised to return her acting remuneration.

One thing is one thing.

After leaving the restaurant, Jiang took a ride back with Xunang. Before the car started, Xunang lowered the window and wanted to say goodbye to Quezhan.

The car window slowly lowered, and in her sight, she saw a man on the other side of the car with his arm resting on the edge of the window. Meng Xie was standing behind her, his eyes half-lowered on her, and no emotion could be seen.

"Be careful and drive slowly on the road." Quezhan waved, "Bye~"

His eyes still didn't leave her.

Xun Ang sighed that Meng Xie was also a lovesick man. She collected her thoughts and said, "Okay, you should go back early too."

"You can't drive after drinking." Quezhan opened her phone and wanted to call a designated driver for Meng Xie, but was rejected by Meng Xie.

"I didn't drive."

"Do you want to take a taxi or take my car back?"

Of the two choices, Meng Xie of course chose the one he preferred, "I'll take your car back, how much is the fare?"

"Are you kidding? You're arguing with me about such a small matter."

While waiting, the designated driver they called also arrived. She was a very youthful and energetic young lady.

The young lady took the car keys thrown to her by Que Zhan, and the three of them got in the car. Meng Xie was still thinking about what Que Zhan said.

She clearly knew how to distinguish everything. In the name of friends, sometimes they owed each other nothing, and sometimes, they unknowingly entered each other's territory during their interactions, but they never broke through the clearly defined boundaries.

"Zhanzhan..." Meng Xie wanted to ask Quezhan about her black card, but when the words were about to come out, he backed away.

"What?"

Quezhan waited for what Meng Xie wanted to say.

"Nothing." Meng Xie looked at the driver's seat in front and saw that there was someone there. He didn't mention the personal matter anymore, but handed her a bottle of water, "Do you want some water? You also drank in the restaurant."

Quezhan shook her head. She didn't want to drink water. Maybe she was a little tired and wanted to sleep.

I closed my eyes and gradually became more and more sleepy.

After she fell asleep, Meng Xie was beside Que Zhan. She was leaning unsteadily from side to side, and her head was shaking a little.

He raised his hand, gently held her face and let her lean on his shoulder.

The designated driver glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror. The man's movements were very careful and gentle, for fear of waking her up.

He is such a gentle man, the girl he likes must be very happy.

Meng Xie lowered his head and looked at the lamp. The car window was open a little.

A cool breeze blew in at night, gently ruffling her hair and brushing against her skin, causing her to feel itchy, but she frowned.

He carefully tucked her hair behind her ears, and his fingertips touched her earlobes like water, and his heart beat along with it.

"Miss Que, we're here."

Quezhan woke up and subconsciously brushed the hair on the side of her face. When she fell asleep, she didn't know that Meng Xie had brushed her hair in the same place.

When she got home, she kicked off her shoes and left her bag behind.

I was about to wash up and go to bed, but my cell phone vibrated with a message from Aunt Tian.

Aunt Tian: [Madam, I just ran into my husband on my way home from get off work. He looked a little uncomfortable and his voice was a little deep, but my husband said it was nothing serious, so I went back to take care of the children. Auntie Tian

: Madam, after thinking about it, I feel a little uneasy. The medicine box is at the bottom of the display cabinet on the left side of the living room on the first floor. There are some apples and oranges in the kitchen. The effect of the medicine should be better if they are used to make soup. Auntie Tian

: [Thank you for your concern/smile.jpg]

After all, there is an age gap between Auntie Tian and her, and the smiling emoji means threat to the young people of their generation.

I read the messages one by one, but I couldn't sleep at all.

She found the medicine box in the living room, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't find any medicine that could clear away heat and moisten the throat.

After Quezhan went upstairs and grandma left, the two of them went back to sleeping in separate rooms.

She went up to the second floor, and her shadow passed by the study door and paused: "Xie Xianshen?"

The voice ran into the study, and no one responded.

Through the gap in the door to the next room, I saw a man sitting behind a long table. He leaned back in his chair with his head tilted back, breathing evenly, and he was probably asleep.

Because she went in and called him again, but still no response.

She didn't want to bother with him.

Before leaving, she glanced sideways and noticed that he was holding a small medicine bottle halfway in his hand. She asked why she couldn't find the medicine, and thought that he should have taken the medicine, but his brows were deeply furrowed and he looked very uncomfortable.

Quezhan went downstairs to the kitchen, stood in front of the refrigerator door with his arms folded across his chest, and waged a psychological warfare on himself.

Xie Xianshen, you have a fragile physique. You felt unwell two days after coming back from Shanghai, and yet you still need me to take care of you.

She complained in her heart and said that she hated taking care of people.

She took apples and oranges from the refrigerator, washed them, and found some rock sugar in the cupboard. After preparing the ingredients, she followed the steps for making soup that Aunt Tian sent her.

Peel the apples and oranges, cut them into pieces, put them in the pot and cook for about twenty minutes.

It's quite simple.

For Heika's sake, she didn't bother with him.

Considering that he was sick, she prepared some hot apple and orange soup, and out of pity for him, she served a bowl of it and brought it to the study.

"Xie Xianshen." This time she asked him to end with a statement. Quezhan put the soup on the table and knocked it with her backhanded fingers. Two muffled "dong dong" sounds were heard. "I've called you so many times, didn't you hear me?"

Quezhan leaned on the table, with her hands on the edge, facing Xie Xianshen. She turned slightly and looked him over carefully.

The night was dark, the lights in the room were dim, and the vision was not very clear.

He sat back in his chair, his neck tilted back, his Adam's apple embedded in his throat had sharp lines like a blade, which was quite nice and sexy.

Similar memories pushed her back to that night.

The two of them were fighting on the bed. He grabbed her ankles to prevent her from moving, and she grabbed his neck as a threat.

The base of her thumb had touched his Adam's apple, but she couldn't remember what it felt like at the time.

Just like the mole under his eyebrow, it has a certain attraction that always makes her want to touch it.

Or, touch him again while he's asleep?

Quezhan wanted to take action immediately, so he stopped beside him, bent down, and raised his hand, moving his fingertips down inch by inch. When he was about to touch him, he stopped.

Xie Xianshen opened his eyes and woke up.

Still and very quiet.

Total silence.

There was a "boom" in Quezhan's head, and he wondered what was wrong with this person. He called him so many times but there was no response. Instead, he woke up without saying anything?

murder?

Xie Xianshen raised his eyebrows slightly, and seeing that Que Zhan didn't move, he reached out and put his hand around her slender wrist and lifted it up so that her fingertips just touched the artery on his neck. He taught her: "Pinch here, so that I will die faster."

He was provoking her again!

"Are you sick..." Quezhan tried to break free from his restraints and pulled his arms backwards, but was pushed forward by the inertia of resistance.

With a "bang", she hit something and her knees bent and she staggered forward. Her body leaned forward without her limbs controlling her and she fell into his arms.

When danger strikes, people's instinct is to respond subconsciously to protect themselves.

Now, because of her self-protection mechanism, she leaned over to sit on him and put her arms around the back of his neck, the uncontrolled distance deducted, and their noses touched.

The distance between the lips is only one centimeter.