C10 Grief of Heartache

Xi Yan looked at the villa in the night sky. He started the car and left the place where he couldn't breathe without looking back.

Qing Lee jogged all the way back to her room. After closing the door heavily, she leaned against the door and slowly slid down. She covered her face and buried her face into her bent legs, crying loudly.

She did not turn on the light. The dark room only had the moonlight shining on the ground from the window, and the room was cold. Her sad cries made the cold night even more lonely and desolate, and it was filled with heartache and sadness.

Was she really wrong? Was it wrong to love someone? She only wanted to love Xi Yan and try her best to melt his cold heart, but Xi Yan...

Was it really her mistake to love him?

She didn't know how she got onto the bed, nor did she know when she fell asleep. When she woke up in the morning, the morning light had already scattered all over the room. The warm sunlight shone on her face, Pear's... It was also a little eye-piercing, making her unable to resist raising her hand to block in front of her eyes. She opened her slightly swollen eyes.

Then she washed up and put on her clothes. She went downstairs to eat breakfast. Just as she was reading the newspaper today, the phone on the table rang. Qing Lee reached out to pick it up. " Hello, hello.

"Pear, I am Jiang Yuwei." A strange yet somewhat familiar voice came from the other side. Qing Lee silently recited this name. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she said somewhat excitedly, "Jiang Yuwei, long time no see."

It was indeed a long time no see. Qing Lee and Jiang Yuwei were deskmates when they were in junior high school. After the class was divided, they rarely contacted each other. She did not expect that today she actually knew her phone number and called.

"Yes, it's really been a long time. I never thought that you would actually become the famous young madam of Xi's." Jiang Yuwei's tone was filled with envy. Although she was envious, she did not forget the purpose of this phone call. "Pear, tonight at our junior high classmate gathering, our class only needs you. You must attend."

Hearing her envy, Qing Lee only smiled and thought that there was nothing much to do today. In order to pass the boring time, she straightforwardly agreed to Jiang Yuwei's invitation.

In the blink of an eye, it was night time. Qing Lee got Xiao Zhang to send her to their gathering place. At the famous Pearl Restaurant in S City, a waiter led her to the entrance of the New Orchid Pavilion. After thanking the waiter, she took a deep breath. She raised her most brilliant smile, pushed open the door of the private room, and walked in.

Once she entered, the lively room immediately became silent. Everyone's gaze fell on her and Qing Lee was stunned. Facing everyone's surprised gaze, she smiled generously and said, "I thought that I came quite early, but I didn't expect that I would be the last one."

At this time, there were already people who recognized her as the woman who married Xi Yan a few days ago. She was also their old classmate, Qing Lee.

"Since you are late, I will punish you with three cups!" No one knew who said it, but many people immediately echoed it.

Jiang Yuwei quickly came out to help, but Eldest Sister angrily protected Qing Lee behind her back. " Hey, you guys, don't bully our Qing Lee. Be careful that I will make you suffer."

"Who dares to provoke Jiang Yuwei, you tigress!" Everyone laughed in unison.

Jiang Yuwei pulled Qing Lee to her side and sat down. Sitting beside Qing Lee was their class monitor, Gao Yang. Qing Lee nodded at him as a greeting. In junior high school, Gao Yang was not only their class monitor, but also their class monitor. He had always been arrogant, so Qing Lee did not have much interaction with him.

Everyone ate and drank as they talked about their experiences over the years. For a moment, it was harmonious and harmonious. Jiang Yuwei pulled Qing Lee's hand. She said mysteriously, "Qing Lee, the Lun family really envy you. You are the only one in our class who has a promising future. You have actually become the young mistress of the Xi's.

Jiang Yuwei naturally did not dare to say these words aloud. Instead, she tried her best to lower her voice and bit her ear with Qing Lee.

Envy? So what if she was the young mistress of Xi's? Qing Lee smiled bitterly, "I envy you guys."

Her tone was filled with helplessness. When Jiang Yuwei heard it, she could not help but sigh. That was true. Although marrying into a wealthy family seemed to be very glorious, who knew what was behind the glory? When she thought of the matter that was reported in the newspaper that day, Jiang Yuwei's heart ached for Qing Lee. If her husband was fooling around with another woman on the night of the wedding, she would not be able to bear it.

"Qing Lee." Gao Yang, who was sitting beside her, opened his mouth. There was an unusual blush on his handsome face. Qing Lee looked at the empty bottle in front of him and knew that he was almost done drinking.

Out of courtesy, Qing Lee smiled and answered.

"Yes..."

Qing Lee had just opened her mouth when she was interrupted by her classmate Hu Xiaowei. He stood up. He raised his wine glass and toasted to Gao Yang across the table. "I think our class monitor is very promising. He has already become the vice president of Hsing's Group's Business Department at such a young age. We have to rely on him more in the future."

Everyone stood up and toasted to Gao Yang. Qing Lee saw that everyone stood up, so she also stood up and toasted to Gao Yang like everyone else did.

"Hu Xiaowei, after so many years, you are still the most well-informed person in our class." Gao Yang stood up. The English Cave was big. When he was in school, he had been fascinated by a large group of girls in the class. Now that he had a successful career at such a young age and was handsome, he had even provoked those women into making love in front of him. His gaze was like a dog staring at a bone.

After Gao Yang said that, everyone laughed. They raised the wine glasses in their hands and smashed them together, then raised their heads and downed the wine in one gulp.

Qing Lee usually did not drink, but she could not ruin everyone's mood. Taking advantage of the time when they were drinking, she secretly poured the wine into the trash can beside her feet. She raised her head and bumped into Gao Yang's mocking gaze.

She was embarrassed as if she had lied and was exposed on the spot. She forced herself to laugh dryly and sat down stiffly. She did not dare to look up again, but her intuition told her that Gao Yang had been looking at her.

Qing Lee felt her scalp go numb from being looked at. She looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. She raised her head and bumped into a pair of gentle eyes.

Gentle?