After Escaping Marriage [GL] - Chapter 115

Yu Qingtang took the tissue in Zhanxi’s hand, lightly pressed the corner of her eye, and slowly exhaled, indicating that she was fine.

Cheng Zhanxi took her hand, and the two stood on the podium together, looking at the neatly arranged tables and chairs under the stage. In a certain way, the fifty students in the seventh class were all matchmakers for her and Yu Qingtang. Without these students, there would be no current Yu Qingtang. Besides, Cheng Zhanxi really likes students, and after teaching them for a year, he is emotionally reluctant.

Cheng Zhanxi will not teach in No. 1 Middle School next semester. Her purpose of coming in has been achieved, and her job does not allow her to devote herself to this job for a long time.

As for Yu Qingtang…

“I haven’t made up my mind yet, maybe I’ll continue to stay as a teacher.” On the way back, Yu Qingtang thought for a while, and said hesitantly, looking a little dazed.

The main employment directions for mathematics graduates are finance, IT and scientific research, of course, including teachers. Yu Qingtang’s research direction during her master’s degree focused on scientific research, not because she liked scientific research, but because in comparison, this allowed her to focus on herself rather than the world.

Yu Qingtang has lived for 28 years, and the person he likes is Cheng Zhanxi, and he has not found the thing he really likes from his heart.

Hearing what Yu Qingtang said, Cheng Zhanxi said, “Then continue to be a teacher until you find what you really want to do, and then we will do it.”

Yu Qingtang sighed softly and said, “But I’m already twenty-eight years old.”

In an ordinary family, she should start a career and start a family, but at the age of getting married and having children, she doesn’t even know what she should do and what she likes to do.

Cheng Zhanxi said: “Most people don’t know what they like all their lives. The quality of a person’s life is not divided by age, at least you are still on the road.”

Yu Qingtang said: “But you are not the majority.”

Cheng Zhanxi said softly, “Neither are you, don’t worry.”

Yu Qingtang stared at her for a while, stretched out her hands, Cheng Zhanxi leaned forward, let her arms hang around her neck, and wrapped her hands around the woman’s waist.

Yu Qingtang buried her face in her neck.

The summer evening wind blew softly, and Cheng Zhanxi kissed her long hair.

***

The nervousness of seeing the parents soon dispelled the sadness of the final parting.

Before going to Beijing, Yu Qingtang and Cheng Zhanxi had their own concerns.

What Yu Qingtang was thinking about was the Wei family that came with her. Since she was in the capital, she would definitely not be able to get around her life experience. She didn’t want to mention the Wei family, and she was not prepared for this. What she hopes more is that she has nothing to do with the Wei family, has nothing to do with the capital, and faces the capital with a new identity, and the Cheng family in the capital.

Her worries are nothing compared to Cheng Zhanxi’s current anxiety.

Cheng Zhanxi had no secrets to hide in front of Yu Qingtang, except for one. The night before leaving for the capital, Cheng Zhanxi hid in the bathroom and confirmed the engagement with her mother.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Mom, are you sure that Miss Wei is none of my business?

[Song Qingrou]: It’s none of your business, it’s your brother who got engaged

[Cheng Zhanxi]: You promise, don’t bring my girlfriend back to Beijing, everyone jokes with me about Miss Wei, how about Miss Wei, I’m chasing my wife in the crematorium, and you don’t even want to have a good life [Super Fierce] .jpg]

[Song Qingrou]: I know, I know, Mom promises you

[Cheng Zhanxi]: I love you [Program Bixin.gif]

Yu Qingtang sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the bedroom reading a book, and the screen on the small coffee table lit up.

[Song Qingrou]: [Song Qingrou and Cheng Zhanxi’s chat records]

[Song Qingrou]: Hahahahaha

Yu Qingtang: “…”

Has the team building activity started?

Cheng Zhanxi didn’t know that her mother turned around and sold her, pressed the toilet flush button, pretentiously washed her hands, and came out of the bathroom.

She looked at Yu Qingtang who was sitting on the sofa and smiled, her smile was pure and flawless.

Yu Qingtang smiled back at her, feeling a little guilty in her heart.

But Song Qingrou was in high spirits, and she could not spoil the interest of her future mother-in-law.

Yu Qingtang bit her lip and returned her gaze to the book in hand.

Cheng Zhanxi checked his luggage before going to bed, went to bed and hugged Yu Qingtang. Yu Qingtang, who had just taken a bath and applied body lotion, was fragrant and soft.

Yu Qingtang held her shoulders and knelt in her arms, his waist swaying softly like a hanging Yang by the lake.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the willows shook violently, brewing a downpour.

Raindrops fell into the lake, making ripples. God does not reason with you and take it slow, the next second the pea-sized raindrops smashed down, and the whole world was misty.

There is a lot of rain in the summer in the south. Cheng Zhanxi heard the sound of the wind blowing the rain on the floor-to-ceiling windows, laughed softly, bit Yu Qingtang’s earlobe and said softly, “It’s raining, it’s raining.”

Deliberately slowing down the tone, the woman’s original clear voice became different and sexy.

Yu Qingtang couldn’t hold back any longer, and his five fingers grasped her tightly, the always indifferent and quiet ink eyes were stained with lustful water mist, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi raised his head and covered Yu Qingtang’s lips.

It’s raining.

The rain was heavy, and the city was shrouded in mist.

Yu Qingtang lost consciousness for a long time. She was not sure if she fainted directly. When she woke up, the bedroom was already dark, and Cheng Zhanxi slept next to her, breathing long.

Yu Qingtang retrieved Zhan Xi’s hand in the process, remembering the indulgence and madness at the last moment, an impulse drove her, she opened her mouth to bite without thinking, her teeth touched the soft skin of the back of the woman’s hand, she slowly retracted it, and dropped a light kiss.

She put Cheng Zhanxi’s hand on her waist, and took the initiative to nest into her arms to adjust to a comfortable sleeping position.

The next day it was sunny, and the sky after the rain was exceptionally clear. The blue was bluer and the white was whiter, like a natural oil painting.

Cheng Zhanxi and Yu Qingtang had breakfast at home and set off for the airport.

***

Beijing.

Song Qingrou takes a woman’s aesthetics as a starting point and chooses clothes for her husband and son.

Cheng Yi and Cheng Yuanxi tried one by one tirelessly. Song Qingrou nodded or shook her head. Those clothes were hung on the hangers next to them, or they were put back in the closet by the servants. Especially Cheng Yi, he was the only one in the whole family who had never seen Yu Qingtang, and regretted that he happened to be on a business trip at that time.

Regarding who to pick up the plane, after the three discussed, it was decided that the representative of Cheng Yuanxi would come forward, which seemed formal and not too solemn, so as not to cause psychological pressure on Yu Qingtang.

Since Song Qingrou determined that Yu Qingtang was Cheng Zhanxi’s girlfriend, the three of them discussed this topic from time to time when planning this day. The content of the discussion can be summarized as: “Welcome Yu Qingtang to Beijing to inspect Cheng Zhanxi’s family situation and come to guide the work”.

Before Cheng Yuanxi went out, Song Qingrou patted the young man on the shoulder and had high hopes: “Son, you are the first in our family to come forward. You must leave a good impression on Xiaotang.”

Cheng Yuanxi raised his hand to adjust the color jumping tie, raised his chin, and said to himself, “You can rest assured.”

Song Qingrou died of sorrow and said, “I will see someone later, you must give up this narcissism.”

Cheng Yuanxi: “…”

Song Qingrou squeezed his strong arm again and sighed, “Son…”

Cheng Yuanxi: “My son knows.”

Song Qingrou: “I haven’t spoken yet.”

Cheng Yuanxi: “I’m going to be late mom.”

As soon as the words fell, Song Qingrou’s hand holding his arm pushed it out, and Cheng Yuanxi appeared outside the door in the next second.

Cheng Yuanxi smiled and said, “I’m leaving.”

Song Qingrou gave him an encouraging look, like on his first day in kindergarten, Song Qingrou was outside the school gate and watched him for a long time until his back disappeared into the car at the door.

I don’t know if it’s a pick up or a marriage.

The driver drove in front, Cheng Yuanxi sat in the back seat, picked up the small mirror in the car, adjusted his hairstyle, and made sure that every strand of hair was obedient.

***

Yu Qingtang slept late yesterday, yawning so sleepily. As soon as I got on the plane, I fell asleep, saving me the stressful time on the road. Cheng Zhanxi squinted for a while, took off the steam goggles, and looked at the white clouds like cotton candy outside the window. Look at the woman who is sleeping soundly next to her, her heart has also turned into cotton candy, sweet and soft.

Cheng Zhanxi took the interlocking hands of the two, and kissed lightly on the back of Yu Qingtang’s hand.

The flight attendant who passed by eased his steps and bent over to ask Cheng Zhanxi if he wanted something to drink.

Cheng Zhanxi asked for a glass of juice.

The in-flight broadcast reminded the passengers that they were about to arrive and were about to land, and Cheng Zhanxi woke her up.

As the flight altitude decreased, the outline of the capital below gradually became clear, Yu Qingtang glanced at Cheng Zhanxi, Cheng Zhanxi looked back at her, and clenched her hand.

Cheng Yuanxi looked at Cheng Yu and the two who came out of the pick-up port, greeted them with a clear smile, called Cheng Zhanxi first, then looked at Yu Qingtang with surprise and surprise, and said to Cheng Zhanxi: “Aren’t you going to introduce me to my brother?”

Cheng Zhanxi said, “Yu Qingtang, my girlfriend.”

Cheng Yuanxi smiled gently: “Hello, Miss Yu.”

“Hello.” Yu Qingtang lowered her eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi thought she was embarrassed, so he took the initiative to block in front of Yu Qingtang, and changed the subject: “Where is the car parked?”

Cheng Yuanxi led the way. Cheng Yuanxi pressed close to Yu Qingtang’s ear and said in a voice that only two people could hear: “Don’t be afraid. Besides, do you feel a little more friendly when you see that my brother and I look so similar?”

Yu Qingtang: “…Yes.”

Cheng Zhanxi patted the back of her hand.

Yu Qingtang bit her lower lip slightly, glanced at her, but hesitated.

Cheng Zhanxi: “Huh?”

Yu Qingtang looked at Fang Yuanxi’s tall and straight back, shook his head and said, “It’s nothing.”

Yu Qingtang has special hypnosis skills, since Song Qingrou asked her to pretend that she hadn’t seen her, she would temporarily forget about the encounter.

Yu Qingtang held Cheng Zhanxi’s hand tightly and leaned against her shoulder.

Cheng Zhanxi lowered his head and smiled at her.

Cheng Yuanxi was just a vanguard sent by their family. He played the role of the background board very competently, and at the same time, he secretly observed the relationship between his sister and Yu Qingtang. He has never dispelled his doubts about Yu Qingtang. Today, it seems that there is no scheming. Cheng Zhanxi has been teasing her, and he doesn’t know what to whisper, and the pink on the tip of Yu Qingtang’s ears has never faded.

Cheng Yuanxi let go of half of his heart.

The black car drove smoothly towards the family’s mid-level villa, passed through the shade of green plants, and stopped in front of a manor villa with a full sense of design, next to the lake. The wind blowing from the lake dissipated the heat in the air.

Yu Qingtang looked at Cheng Yi, who was mature and stable in a light gray suit and looked only in his forties. Her heart was a little tight. This was the only thing she had never seen before.

“uncle.”

Then she said to Song Qingju, a beautiful woman in a sleeveless blue and white cheongsam next to her, “Auntie.”

Yu Qingtang bowed and said politely but gently, “Hello.”

Song Qingrou’s eyes straightened.

Yu Qingtang wore a light blue waist-length dress today, with a thin necklace on her smooth and white neck, revealing the delicate line of her collarbone, which was more gentle and demure than last time.

Cheng Yi poked Song Qingrou’s waist with his index finger from behind.

Song Qingrou made her smile seem timely, happy but polite as if seeing it for the first time, and said, “Come on, please come in.”

Yu Qingtang looked back at Cheng Zhanxi, who unknowingly fell behind her.

Cheng Zhanxi was stunned for a while, and then immediately caught up.

A thought flashed in her mind subtly. If she hadn’t been sure that they only met today, she would have known Song Qingrou for a long time. Maybe this is the legendary hit-and-miss.

She fell in love with Yu Qingtang at first sight, and her mother fell in love with Yu Qingtang at first sight, which was normal.

No matter how hypnotized Yu Qingtang was, she couldn’t treat Song Qingrou, who chatted with her on WeChat every day, as a stranger. She could only cooperate with her performance as much as possible.

Cheng Zhanxi not only needs to pay attention to Yu Qingtang’s attitude towards her family, but also to observe how her family treats Yu Qingtang. She is worried, so she has no time to ponder the strangeness.

The main spokesperson of the Cheng family is Song Qingrou. Song Qingrou was still in the dark when she saw Yu Qingtang last time. Today is indeed the first time the two of them have officially met. In addition to a big red envelope, there is also a set of valuable jewelry.

Yu Qingtang looked at Cheng Zhanxi, and Cheng Zhanxi asked her to accept her.

Although Song Qingrou is free and willful, pulling Yu Qingtang to build a family team, but today she can’t see the skin in WeChat at all. She has the calm and elegant after the precipitation of the years, her speech is not rushed, gentle and gentle, which makes people feel very kind.

Song Qingrou introduced the man sitting beside her: “Cheng Yi, Yi of the Summer Palace, my husband, Cheng Zhanxi’s father.”

He also introduced the young man in the single sofa: “Cheng Yuanxi, Yuan Yuan, Cheng Zhanxi’s brother.”

Cheng Yuanxi nodded and smiled warmly.

Song Qingrou: “My surname is Song, my name is Qingrou, Qingqing Zijin’s green, soft and soft.”

Song Qingrou glanced at the other person on the two-seater sofa, Cheng Zhanxi, who was also sitting next to Yu Qingtang, and said narrowly, “I don’t need to introduce this person, right?”

Yu Qingtang’s ears were slightly red, and her hands on her knees clenched the fabric of her long skirt.

Cheng Zhanxi put his arms around Yu Qingtang’s shoulders generously, Yu Qingtang and her looked at each other, saw the bright smile in her eyes, and the whole person was about to ignite spontaneously.

Song Qingrou’s nature was exposed: “Oh.”

Cheng Yuanxi moved his thighs reflexively, and then realized that he was sitting on the single sofa, and silently retracted his legs.

The Cheng family and Yu Qingtang had a brief chat in the living room, and Song Qingrou dragged Yu Qingtang into the bedroom to whisper.

Song Qingrou: “Don’t look at her, what are we talking about, why do you always look at her? I think my aunt is old and not as good-looking as her, right? If you have a daughter, you must have a mother. Auntie was prettier than her when she was young. “

Yu Qingtang, who was about to see Cheng Zhanxi: “…”

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and said, “Go.”

Song Qingrou took Yu Qingtang’s wrist and said, “I’m just annoying that the Cheng family always looks like they are scheming. As long as they can issue orders, we are all fools.”

The living room was completely swept away, and the three surnamed Cheng smiled slightly.

The wife/mother is happy.

Yu Qingtang smiled.

Song Qingrou said, “We are on the same front”, and led Yu Qingtang into the bedroom and closed the door.

bedroom.

Song Qingrou let Yu Qingtang sit on the sofa, and she moved a low stool to sit across from her at will, without being particular about it.

Yu Qingtang’s nerves were tense and cautiously: “Auntie, are you sitting here?”

Song Qingrou waved her hand and said no. She looked at Yu Qingtang and said sincerely, “Auntie has something to ask you. Tell auntie the truth. Auntie doesn’t care how the two of you are together, as long as you have a good life in the future.”

Yu Qingtang was confused and respectful: “You said.”

Song Qingrou asked earnestly, “Does Xixi know that the object of her escape from marriage is you? Did you know her long ago?”

Yu Qingtang: “?”

What? !

What escape marriage? !

Cheng Zhanxi escaped marriage? When is she going to kiss! ! !

Yu Qingtang was as sluggish as a siri, and said slowly: “Auntie, I don’t seem to understand what you are saying.”

Song Qingrou frowned: “You don’t know?”

Yu Qingtang thought blankly: Should I know?

Song Qingrou saw that she didn’t look like she was lying, and hesitantly said, “Didn’t you kiss my son’s baby at first?”

Yu Qingtang asked back, “Doll kiss?”

Song Qingrou was surprised: “You don’t know either?”

Yu Qingtang shook her head.

Song Qingrou’s brows furrowed even tighter. Is Yu Qingtang really the eldest lady of the Wei family? How did Wei Tingyu tell her? But she doesn’t have time to ask questions now, so let’s clarify one thing first.

Song Qingrou: “Cheng Yuanxi is crooked and can’t fulfill her contract. Our family planned to let Xixi meet you, but she ran away in a fit of anger, and we called the Wei family ill.”

Yu Qingtang pondered for a moment, then suddenly.

Last year, because Young Master Cheng claimed to be ill, the Wei family intended to marry her to another family, and they even called her back to the capital, and there was a heated discussion in the study. Yu Qingtang let go of the whole process, no one cares about their surname or name, nor does their gender matter. It turned out that it was no longer Master Cheng, but Miss Cheng.

That is to say…

Yu Qingtang’s eyes suddenly widened.

Did Cheng Zhanxi escape from her marriage? !