At seven o'clock in the evening, it was pitch black outside the window, the stars and the moon were hiding in the clouds, too shy to come out.

In the Tang family's villa, Tang Qiao was lying on the bed, leaning on the plush rabbit her husband bought, while checking to see if her husband had replied.

The husband may be busy, he sent several messages, and the husband only responded to one in half an hour.

The words she replied were all casual and perfunctory, which made Tang Qiao's eyes hot, and she felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry.

He thinks about her husband 24 hours a day, 24 hours a day, but her husband doesn't miss him at all.

Tang Qiao scrolled up the chat history, and the last message from her husband only had three words: go to dinner.

Husband, why don't you call me back?

Tang Qiao put down his phone in frustration and went downstairs to eat. His mother called him several times just now, but he didn't want to go down. His husband didn't reply to his messages, so he was not in the mood to eat.

Walking down the spiral staircase, the servant standing in the dining room waiting for orders saw him, and hurriedly whispered to Tang's father and mother, "Sir, madam, the young master has come down."

Tang's father and Tang's mother raised their heads and saw their preoccupied son, their heart ached very much.

"Qiao Qiao, what's the matter with you? Tell your parents if you have something on your mind."

Tang Qiao bit her lip, glanced at her parents, and sat down with her head bowed. The matter of her husband is a secret and cannot be revealed.

"I'm fine, but I didn't sleep well last night." He picked up the chopsticks, pulled himself together, and ate half a bowl of rice.

Tang's father and Tang's mother watched their son's back going upstairs, and couldn't help sighing.

Tang's mother said worriedly: "He came back from a friend's house with a preoccupied look. Could it be that he had a fight with a friend?"

Tang's father shook his head: "Qiao Qiao doesn't seem like someone who would quarrel with others. He looks like he's broken in love."

"Broken love?" Mother Tang's heart skipped a beat, why didn't she think of this?

He Yan, who was drinking with some bosses, received a call from Tang's mother, and it took him a while to react. He waved to his friend, indicating that he would drink after answering the call, and walked out of the box.

This is the second floor of the bar. There are relatively few people and it is fairly quiet.

"Aunt Tang?" He Yan wondered why Tang Qiao's mother suddenly called him?

"Xiao Yan, Auntie has something to ask you." Tang's mother lowered her voice on the phone, "It's...it's us, Qiao Qiao, are you in love?"

He Yan broke out in a cold sweat. Tang Qiaoqiao didn't tell Tang's father and Tang's mother about Shen Zhixing. Tang's mother knew and understood. Now which young man didn't have a stable relationship with his lover and decided to get married before taking him home to see his parents?

"This, I didn't hear Qiao Qiao tell me, why did you suddenly ask this, Auntie?" He Yan didn't know how to answer this question, so he had to throw the question back to Mother Tang.

"Qiao Qiao came home yesterday with a preoccupied look, told him not to eat, and always locked himself in the room. His father and I were terribly worried," Mother Tang sighed, and said: "He It looks like a lovelorn, that's why Auntie wants to ask you."

He Yan: "..." Tang Qiaoqiao is promising, and Shen Zhixing has only been home for two days, and he looks like he is dying.

"It might be something else that made him unhappy. Don't worry, Aunt Tang. I'll call Qiao Qiao right now."

"Thank you, Xiao Yan." Mother Tang sighed again.

He Yan hung up the phone, returned to the box, told his friend to ignore him, continued drinking, and lowered his head to send a message to Tang Qiao.

He Yan: Tang Qiaoqiao, you are promising, isn't it just your husband coming home, as for you?

Tang Qiao was waiting for her husband to reply, when she saw He Yan's message, she replied in seconds: QAQ

He Yan: Aunt Tang called me just now and said that you miss your husband so much that you don't think about eating or drinking.

Tang Qiao:! ! !

Tang Qiao: Does my mother know?

He Yan sighed and typed: Do you think this is possible?She asked me if you were in love. I didn't dare to say that you even had a husband, so I said I didn't know, and you didn't tell me.

Tang Qiao: QAQ was almost spotted by my mother.

Tang Qiao: Thank you, He Yan, if my parents know about my husband and I, I won't be able to be with my husband anymore.

He Yan also knew his concerns, but if a couple wants to go to the end, they must pass the test of their parents.

He Yan: What are you going to do?Just follow him without a name?

Tang Qiao: Even if I don't have a title, I'm still willing to be with my husband.

He Yan: "..." Love brain, hopeless.

I only hope that Shen Zhixing really loves him, otherwise this person is too miserable.

He Yan: Go and act coquettishly with your husband and let him figure out a way. It's not a problem if this continues.

Tang Qiao: The time when I was with my husband happened to be when the Tang family resolved the crisis. My parents knew what was going on as soon as they heard it, and they would definitely be very angry.

Mainly because he was angry with him, not with his husband.

He Yan: Then what should we do?

The problem went back and forth again, with no solution.

Tang Qiao: I don't know either. When my husband comes back, I'll ask him.

Seeing that the topic was about the same, He Yan changed the subject: Tomorrow, the classmate reunion, are you going?

Don't let Tang Qiao stay in the villa all the time. Sooner or later, Uncle Tang and Aunt Tang will see the problem.

Tang Qiao: I saw the group message, I don't want to go, my husband will be back tomorrow.

He Yan: Does he have a plane to say what time?

Tang Qiao: Six o'clock in the evening.

He Yan: From Beijing to Haishi, it takes two and a half hours by plane. He didn't arrive in Haishi until 08:30 in the evening, and the class reunion was at [-]:[-] noon.

Tang Qiao bit her lip: ...I still don't want to go, I want to go back to the manor early and wait for my husband.

He Yan: "..." It's over, he now suspects that Tang Qiao only has his husband in mind.

Love brain, so terrifying.

He Yan replied in a cold sweat: Then I won't go either, and the class reunion is nothing fun.

After chatting with He Yan for more than an hour, Tang Qiao saw that her husband still hadn't replied, so she adjusted the quilt and lay down to sleep.

"Ding dong—" the phone screen on the bedside table lit up.

Is it husband?

Tang Qiao got up quickly, took the phone over, and looked down, it was her husband's message!

Husband: Don't stay up late, go to bed quickly.

Tang Qiao counted, and this time there were eight characters. With a sweet heart, he shyly replied to her husband: Sir, I miss you so much.

The husband replied in seconds: I miss you too.

Tang Qiao: "!!!"

What to do, woo woo, I feel like I'm going to cry, how can my husband be so good at it, he really misses her husband!

The next morning, Tang Qiao woke up early for an unprecedented time, startling Tang's parents and Tang's mother who were having breakfast in the restaurant.

What happened?The son who had been locked in the room for two days actually went out on his own initiative.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going back." Tang Qiao looked at his parents.

Tang's father and Tang's mother didn't react, and Tang's mother asked tentatively, "Qiao Qiao, where are you going back?"

Tang Qiao lowered his head and dodged his eyes: "Go back to my villa, I still have a few paintings to finish."

Tang's father and Tang's mother looked at each other, and the son really had something to hide from them.

"Don't stay in the studio all day, go out often, you know?" Mother Tang reminded.

Tang Qiao was sent to the gate of the villa by his parents. The driver at home was waiting for the young master to get in the car.

"Dad, Mom, I will come back to see you often." Tang Qiao dragged his suitcase and stood at the door to say goodbye to his parents.

The villa was getting farther and farther behind the car window, Tang Qiao looked away, his mind was empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When driving to the business district, Tang Qiao asked the driver to stop, took out the suitcase, and said that this place is not far from the villa, and he still has something to do, so he didn't need him to take it, and asked the driver to go back.

The driver was a little worried at first. After all, the husband and wife asked him to take him directly to the villa in the west of the city. Now the young master got off the car halfway, what if something happened?Seeing He Yan in suit and leather shoes getting out of the car and approaching, he started the engine and drove away.

"Why are you here?" Tang Qiao turned around, saw He Yan, and asked suspiciously.

He Yan complained: "My girlfriend insists on coming here to buy bags, and now she's on the luxury street, just waiting for me to pay her."

He glanced at the suitcase in Tang Qiao's hand: "It's you, why did you get off here?"

In the Shenjia Manor, it was difficult to walk back on two legs without driving.

Tang Qiao said embarrassingly: "I'm going to take a taxi back. I told my parents that I'm going to the villa in the west of the city."

He Yan understood in no time. He took Tang Qiao's suitcase and lifted it up. It didn't weigh a bit. He suspected that there were only two pieces of clothes in it.

"Why don't you ask your husband's driver to pick you up?" He remembered the last time he went to Shen's Manor, there were several drivers alone.

Tang Qiao said weakly: "...forgot the phone number."

He Yan: "... didn't save it?"

Tang Qiao: "I forgot to save it, my husband said he would pick me up."

This development is something He Yan did not expect, love brain, so terrifying.

He wiped his face and said to Tang Qiao, "I've ordered this, let's have a meal together? I'll take you back after eating."

Tang Qiao hesitated: "Aren't you going shopping with your girlfriend?"

"She just came out to buy a bag, and I'll pay for it later, and then we'll go eat."

A street of luxury goods, a holy place for shopping forever.

Tang Qiao followed He Yan into a place selling famous brand bags, looked left and right, feeling very novel.

The shopping guide lady came up and asked him with a smile which one he liked, whether he bought it for his girlfriend or his mother.

Tang Qiao's ears were hot, he went to He Yan and his girlfriend.

He Yan's little girlfriend was acting coquettishly with He Yan. Seeing Tang Qiao, she asked uncertainly, "Are you... Young Master Tang?"

"Xiao Lu." Tang Qiao greeted politely. He and He Yan's girlfriend had only met a few times, so they were not very familiar.

He Yan pushed his little girlfriend's head back: "Have you thought about it? I have to pay the bill."

Half an hour later, He Yan paid the money, took his little girlfriend and good friends, and went to a famous hotel on the luxury street for dinner.

As soon as he walked into the hotel lobby, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what was wrong.

He Yan looked at Tang Qiao: "Do you think something is wrong?"

Tang Qiao thought for a while, then said hesitantly, "Have you been here before?"

He Yan nodded, then shook his head, nodded because he had indeed been here before, that is, the time he met Tang Qiao with his little girlfriend, and shook his head because he felt that something was wrong in his heart, not because of this.

He took out his phone, clicked into a certain group, found the picture in the chat history, and opened it.

It took He Yan a while to speak: "I know something is wrong."

Tang Qiao: "Where?"

"Today's class reunion is here." No wonder he found the hotel lobby so familiar, so he saw it in the group a few days ago!

As soon as the words fell, several uncertain voices came from behind the two of them.

"Tang Qiao?"

"He Yan?"

"Didn't you say you couldn't come? It turned out that you wanted to surprise us."

Tang Qiao turned around and saw a familiar classmate, she didn't know how to react for a while.

"Everyone, long time no see."

The author has something to say: Tang Qiaoqiao, don't worry, your husband is here to pick you up.

感谢在2021-09-2918:50:51~2021-09-2923:48:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 326584585 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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