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Yang Qingheng took a breath and turned back with a fake smile: "I made an appointment with a friend to go out to watch the fireworks today."

"It's such a strong wind. Can we watch the fireworks with our family members?" Tang Bainian looked at her erratic eyes, and a dark look flashed in his eyes.

Taking her husband to an appointment with her lover is setting her on fire, isn't it?

"Forget it, we women, they won't be able to let you go if you go." Yang Qingheng's scalp went numb and she refused sternly.

Tang Bainian's eyes burned: "Then it's better not to go. It's windy today and it's too dangerous. And if mom asks about you later, I can't tell her not to go, okay?"

Usually he doesn't care what Yang Qingheng wants to do, and he is not qualified to do it, but for some reason, he always feels uneasy now.

He always felt like something was slipping out of his hands. The uneasiness of not being able to grasp it made him feel flustered and weak. He was holding a breath in his throat, and his heart began to feel stuffy.

Yang Qingheng's knuckles turned white as she held on to the door handle, but she finally let go and smiled with relief: "It's okay, then I won't go. I'll call them later to explain."

Tang Bainian's eyes lit up, filled with joy from the bottom of his heart, and he grabbed her forearm: "I see you just said you were tired of eating too much, so you cut some pineapple, do you want to eat some, it can relieve your tiredness. "

"Forget it, I can't eat anymore." Yang Qingheng waved her hand, walked upstairs with her cell phone, closed the door and called Song Hengjue.

"Are you out yet?" Song Hengjue cheered, and Yang Qingheng could hear his happiness and anticipation through the phone.

She took a deep breath and didn't have the heart to pour cold water on him. She said vaguely, "I don't know yet. I'll take a look. You can find a place where the wind is not so strong to take it with you first, so as not to freeze."

"Oh, then please pay attention to your safety." Song Hengjue's ears were red from the cold, but he almost lost his eyes when he smiled because of Yang Qingheng's concern.

Yang Qingheng sighed, sat by the bed for a long time, and finally saw the lights turned off downstairs. She closed the door furtively and glanced outside the balcony.

Fortunately, Tang Bainian had a cold and slept separately from her, so she came to the guest room on the second floor, otherwise she wouldn't be able to run so smoothly now.

Yang Qingheng geared up and climbed awkwardly downstairs along the drainage pipe.

Little did he know that his actions had already caught the eye of the man upstairs.

Tang Bainian didn't expect that when he just came out to close the window, he saw Yang Qingheng crawling down the water pipe. His heart was in his throat and he didn't dare to make a sound for fear of scaring her and falling down.

Fortunately, the woman landed safely.

He rushed out of the door in a hurry.

Tang Bainian was angry and kicked the trash can aside.

She also lied to him about being a friend. If they were really just friends, there was no way she would climb the wall and go out so late. Either she was the vixen Song Hengjue, or there was another vixen stalking her!

What exactly does that spy do in Yang Qingheng's company? He doesn't even know such a big thing!

Tang Bainian was so angry that his temples hurt, but now it was useless to chase Yang Qingheng back.

I can only sulk myself.

If you don’t get sick early, you won’t get sick later. Why do you get sick now?

I hate that my body is useless and I can't keep up with the good times.

Song Hengjue glanced at the time. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and it would be twelve o'clock in an hour. He called Yang Qingheng several times, but no one answered each one.

With so many phone calls, even a blind man should have seen it. This woman clearly didn't want to come out, on purpose!

Looking at the crowds of couples everywhere, accompanied by friends and family no matter what, Song Hengjue, a lonely man, looked extremely pitiful.

Some even cast sympathetic glances at him with his companions.

Song Hengjue's face was livid, and he glanced back: "What are you looking at?"

Several people were embarrassed. One of them saw his girlfriend being yelled at. He wanted to show it off and turned his nostrils upward: "I told you what's wrong with you, but I'm not wrong. You're single and don't have a woman to accompany you. Is it wrong to say you're pitiful?" ”

"That's right, whoever comes out to blow the cold wind on New Year's Day and laughs to death must be abandoned by a woman." The woman became even more arrogant when she saw her boyfriend supporting her.

Song Hengjue was shot in the heart: "I see that you guys are so mean-mouthed, and you can forget about it. It's a perfect match."

"Moreover!" He was furious, "Who said my girlfriend abandoned me!"

The girl burst into laughter and said to her boyfriend: "Dear, forget it, if we don't care about him being a lonely old man, we will become hysterical."

"My dear, you're right," the man snorted coldly, looking around and speaking in a mean tone, "Where, what, why didn't I see your girlfriend, or your girlfriend~?"

Realizing that his girlfriend's eyes stayed on Song Hengjue's face for too long, he felt annoyed and spoke more sharply.

"Here, what, you have something to do with me?" Yang Qingheng didn't expect to see Song Hengjue being bullied as soon as he arrived. His face was ugly, so he stepped forward and took his arm, raising his eyebrows and looking at the couple opposite.

"No...it's okay." The man didn't expect that his girlfriend was actually nearby, and he was a little embarrassed. Especially when he saw Yang Qingheng's beautiful face, he felt his face burning even more.

When the woman saw her boyfriend being so useless and looking at Yang Qingheng, she was so angry that she jumped up and tugged on his ears: "What are you looking at? I'll dig out your eyes again."

The man cried out in pain.

Yang Qingheng saw the two of them about to leave and frowned: "Stop! You want to leave without apologizing after scolding someone?"

She had a cold face and stopped in front of the two of them.

"He also scolded us. Why..." The woman was unhappy.

"Come and see, this man actually peed on the street. I caught him and he didn't admit it. His girlfriend is still covering up. It's so disgusting..." Yang Qingheng grabbed her collar and shouted, More and more people came around to watch the fun and point.

Their expressions changed, and they explained in a panic: "No, she said nonsense, we are all civilized people, how could we do such a thing..."

But Yang Qingheng said: "You mean I lied? If you two weren't urinating everywhere, I would be too busy? That's why I stopped you two strangers?"

With such a roar, the fake became real, making the two of them anxious and trying to explain everything. However, everyone only believed what they wanted to believe and didn't listen at all.

Someone else volunteered to send the two of them to the police station. The woman was so angry that she apologized through gritted teeth: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything about you as a man, so that's okay!"

Only then did Yang Qingheng snort and let go of his hand.

The two of them turned red with shame and ran away.