Trajectory 2: entangled curves

The next day, Zhuge Qinuo went to Han Moli's parents' home early.

"Mom and Dad, I'm coming over to pack my things!" She greeted them a little nervously.

Han Moli's parents didn't show any abnormality, as if they didn't know what was about to happen.

While packing, Zhuge Qinuo was thinking that the calmness of Zhuge Nan and Han Moli's parents was actually abnormal.

She understood Zhuge Nan's reaction. Perhaps he had already noticed something strange in his marriage with Han Moli and was prepared for it. But what about Han Moli's parents? She couldn't figure it out. Han Moli couldn't possibly not tell them about such a big thing he was going to do today.

Because she had moved once before, she didn't have a lot of stuff here. After more than an hour of sorting, she was almost done. Seeing that the time agreed with Han Moli was almost up, she sat in the living room and waited.

Han Moli arrived in about half an hour, but he did not come in right away. Not long after, as expected, Yang Qiang, the woman who had disturbed Zhuge Qinuo's life, also appeared.

Of course! How could she not be present at this moment of showing off her perfect victory?

Zhuge Qinuo looked at her through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa.

She was driving her own BMW sports car. Despite being pregnant, she was still able to step out of the car steadily with her high heels on, wearing bright clothes and exquisite makeup, just like a star walking on the red carpet.

Although it was not the first time they met, Zhuge Qinuo could not remember what she looked like the last time they met. He only remembered that she was very young and beautiful. At that time, in Zhuge Qinuo's eyes, she was just a childish and twisted girl, completely without brilliance.

It turns out that jealousy can completely change a person's appearance.

She is completely different today than she was that day. This woman has been waiting for this day for a long time, and now that she has finally achieved her wish, she is so confident and shining.

Zhuge Qinuo looked at Yang Qiang at this moment and allowed deep jealousy to arise in his heart.

No matter what, she was the one who took Han Moli away and destroyed her family, and she hated her in her heart. But this woman was exactly what Zhuge Qinuo wanted to be like - free and easy, arrogant, unlimited in her demands, not afraid of worldly eyes for what she wanted in her heart, and still young, with beautiful expectations for love and marriage.

Then he looked at himself in the reflection of the glass. He was bare-faced and looked haggard. Although he was no longer wearing pajamas, his clothing taste was far inferior to that woman's. Although he looked intact, he was actually scarred, broken and gloomy.

Just like the plot in all TV dramas, the glamorous mistress faces the humiliated wife.

A sad sneer soon emerged in Zhuge Qinuo's heart.

In this confrontation which has not even taken place face to face, Zhuge Qinuo admitted that she had already lost to some extent.

That's right, she lost, lost to Yang Qiang. With two children and ten years of relationship, she tried hard, but in the end she and Han Moli came to this point.

She had already lost 10% before they even met, but what could she do?

Soon, Zhuge Qinuo put away this pessimistic mood.

She was actually calmer than anyone else. After all, she had imagined no less than 1000 versions of this scene in her mind over the years of marriage.

Otherwise, how could she survive those long nights when Han Moli came home late or even didn't come home at all?

As early as she knew about this, she had already made a plan in her mind and had been preparing for today. After a brief mental activity, she immediately adjusted her mentality. She had no time to be jealous or feel sorry for herself. She had already done these things in those sleepless nights. Today, what she had to do was to fight the last battle.

Yang Qiang took Han Moli's arm and walked into the gate of the villa.

Zhuge Qinuo sat on the sofa farthest from the door in the living room. She didn't want to look up at them, but she instinctively raised her head and met Han Moli's eyes. She immediately shifted her gaze to Yang Qiang.

Yang Qian smiled and nodded politely, and Zhuge Qinuo also curled his lips in response.

They sat on the sofa directly opposite Zhuge Qinuo.

Three people were in the huge living room, each playing with their phones, not speaking.

Zhuge Qinuo knew that even though she thought she was well prepared, she was a little scared now. She tried her best to keep herself calm and composed.

As if they had received some instructions, Han Moli's parents came back soon.

"What's going on?" Han Moli's mother looked puzzled when she saw the seat, "Xiao Yang, why are you here too?"

"Aunt……"

"Don't ask anymore!" Yang Qiang smiled and wanted to answer something, but was interrupted by Han Moli's father.

The couple sat down on the middle sofa close to Han Moli.

The five people fell silent again. The 4 to 1 situation made Zhuge Qinuo seem alone and powerless.

But she didn't have time to be afraid, she had already started analyzing the situation.

What she could understand was that, obviously, Han Moli only told his father about what happened today, and didn't tell his mother. What she didn't expect was that Yang Qian entered the house much earlier than she thought. It was not difficult to see that Han Moli's mother knew her, not only knew her, but was also familiar with her. No one was stupid, and from the moment she stopped asking questions, Zhuge Qinuo believed that Han Moli's mother had guessed what was going to happen today.

Soon Zhuge Qinuo's parents also arrived.

Zhuge Nan, who had a rather bad temper after yesterday's conversation, did not react violently, except for having an uncontrollable, dark and scary face.

But Zhuge Qinuo knew that Zhuge Nan now wished he could go up and strangle that little beast Han Moli to death with his own hands.

"What's going on?" Compared to Zhuge Nan's patience, Zhuge Qinuo's stepmother Wu Yue was even more furious.

Everyone can feel the blame in the question. Like Han Moli's mother, she was not aware of the situation in advance.

"Don't say anything for now." Zhuge Nan knew that his daughter would be prepared and didn't want to disrupt Zhuge Qinuo's arrangements.

"Are you going to rebel now?" Wu Yue was full of anger and was pulled by Zhuge Nan to the middle sofa, where he sat down next to Zhuge Qinuo.

Seven people were all sitting there, and no one spoke.

Right from this seat, an atmosphere of confrontation between the two sides has already formed, as if the air is already tense.

Zhuge Qinuo was sitting on the sofa.

The big sofa felt a bit empty as she sat alone, but perhaps because she was mentally prepared, or perhaps because of the arrival of her parents, she was terrifyingly calm at this moment, and her back was straighter than ever before.

She didn't cry or make a fuss, didn't blame or quarrel. Her calmness under such circumstances shocked both sets of parents.

Han Moli only recently realized that she has such an aura.

All along, no matter in the eyes of the parents or Han Moli, Zhuge Qinuo was fragile and brittle. Although she was strong as a mother, it seemed that she would only insist and be strong for the sake of her children. In their hearts, she was weak in her bones. Today's resolute look was really unfamiliar.