diskusbooks Chapter 2 The Heiress Who Was Rejected from the Engagement
Chapter 2 The Heiress Who Was Rejected from the Engagement
"Don't look, it's all bloody and unlucky." Ling Yi felt a slight tightening on her arm as her bridesmaids pulled her around, turning her back to the noisy scene.
Ling Yi looked around at her girlfriends, who seemed both worried and happy. Were these the cannon fodder who would jump around with her from now on?
Yes, their behavior seems to match their intelligence.
After a while of comforting her, seeing that she was still silent, someone next to her said something big: "Cheer up, who knows, Qi Qingran might die as soon as she goes out? Then you'll be a beautiful and charming widow."
As soon as he finished speaking, the others nodded repeatedly, while secretly glancing at Ling Yi a few times.
This young lady still looks untouched by worldly affairs, her snow-white wedding dress draped over her body. Her gaze, devoid of joy or sorrow, looks at you as if a saint has descended to earth to judge you, and she's quite convincing in her act.
Everyone couldn't help but mutter to themselves, "With such a fairy-like woman around, Qi Qingran still ended up with a plain-looking girl..."
Well, how can this not be considered true love?
Ling Yi frowned slightly under their gazes and looked down to look for the ring that had been left on the ground.
It's quite expensive. Miss Ling, who is heavily in debt, can't bear to see her precious child suffer.
The goddess's brows were slightly furrowed, a sight that evoked pity, making one wish to smooth away the trace of sorrow between her brows.
Shi Ling, the usually competitive best friend, was unusually kind: "What are you looking for? Let me help you."
"The ring." Amidst the comings and goings of the crowd, the dazzling ring had long since been kicked away somewhere.
Her husband is almost dead and she's still looking for a ring?
Shi Ling thought to herself, but didn't say it aloud because of Ling Yi's fairy-like appearance today.
"Don't move, we'll do it." The wedding dress is very heavy; moving it is torture. Let them do it.
A group of young ladies dressed in beautiful dresses were represented by Shi Ling and had no choice but to reluctantly search for the rings among the messy shattered crystal chandelier, while carefully avoiding the chaotic bloody footprints.
Ling Yi was about to step forward when they grabbed a glass of champagne from the still-standing champagne tower and shoved it into her hand: "Don't cause trouble."
Standing aside, dragging the instruments of torture that bound humans, Ling Yi watched as the group of young ladies went from being serious to impatient, and then to wanting to kill.
Well, it only took about five minutes.
"I hope no one took it," Shi Ling thought, feeling extremely uncomfortable with her backside bent over. At this moment, she began to wonder if she had lost her mind and why she had taken on this responsibility.
She tried to make the ring disappear and end this labor.
"No." Ling Yi glanced at the gradually quieting scene, took a sip of champagne, and said, "I'm monitoring all of humanity. No one can take away my treasure."
Unable to see Ling Yi's face, Shi Ling's expression contorted for a moment, her obsession with good looks seemingly cured without any medicine. She gritted her teeth and said, "Then I'll look again."
If she doesn't look for him now, wouldn't it make it seem like she was just pretending to be a good person?
She absolutely cannot fail at showing off in front of her girlfriends!
However, we still need to find the items, and we also need to say some sarcastic things.
After all, only true girlfriends know each other's pain points!
"Hey, did you see that? Zhou Ziheng is here too." Shi Ling remembered that ever since the Ling family failed to compete with Zhou Ziheng for a project two years ago, Ling Yi had disliked Zhou Ziheng and had talked about him countless times with a group of her girlfriends.
Wouldn't you be furious if someone you hate showed up at your wedding and made a fool of themselves in front of you?
Ling Yi wasn't angry. Instead, she started to wonder why the original owner would choose such a group of people to be her bridesmaids. Was she addicted to fake relationships?
Oh, so that's how she treats her girlfriends too. Never mind then.
This is probably what a distorted and twisted emotion between humans looks like.
Seeing that she remained silent, Shi Ling pressed on: "Do you think he came to watch the show? I saw it all. When you were having your wedding normally, he didn't smile once, but when Qi Qingran was holding Gao Qianning's hand, he was all smiles."
Ling Yi glanced to the side and said softly, "Really? How could he be so bad?"
Shi Ling was secretly delighted. While rummaging through the wreckage of the crystal chandelier, she said, "That's right, he's just that bad. He stole your project back then, and now he's here to laugh at you. He's no good at all!"
"Really? That's really awful."
Shi Ling gritted her teeth and decided to return to the familiar track: "Yeah, that's the kind of person he is."
“You know, he’s so old, he doesn’t date, he doesn’t date celebrities, he doesn’t even have a scandal, he’s been pent up for ages.” She tried to get Ling Yi’s emotions going, not to be a one-woman show: “A pervert like that is capable of anything. Who knows, he might go out today and become a loudspeaker, telling everyone in the city about your situation.”
She didn't believe anyone could be indifferent to gossip, especially gossip about rich, virgin men!
Ling Yi blinked: "It's okay."
It's rather impolite to spread this rumor in person.
Shi Ling continued to ramble on: "Don't you believe me? Some people may seem serious on the surface, but they might have eight hundred gossip groups behind their backs. They might even spread three thousand rumors about the husky and the Samoyed next door having a husky."
"Is that so?" The man's voice rang out with a smile. "Is this how you all perceive me, Zhou?"
Shi Ling's waist twitched, and he heard the sound of his bones groaning.
A group of girls who had just sided with her stood frozen in place, trying to blend themselves into the shards of glass on the ground, hoping that Zhou Ziheng would forgive their youthful ignorance.
In the sudden silence, Zhou Ziheng was the most at ease.
He looked down at the pink diamond at his feet, bent down to pick up the abandoned ring, gently wiped away non-existent dust, and presented it to Ling Yi.
Ling Yi lowered her eyes and looked at the ring in her outstretched palm.
The moment she raised her hand, the man closed his hand: "Miss Ling, don't you know how to greet your elders?"
The girls felt their hair stand on end at his less-than-friendly question, but none of them were prepared to save Ling Yi, who was facing the blade.
Better to die than to die, my friend! May you rest in peace, sister!
Ling Yi looked up from the man's beautifully cut diamond cufflinks on his wrist, then at his gunmetal gray suit, his sharp, bobbing Adam's apple, and his young, handsome, and extremely aggressive face.
The protagonist of this gossip doesn't seem like a businessman who has weathered many storms in the business world; rather, he seems like a dangerous figure who has emerged from the gray areas of society, making people unconsciously avoid his sharp edge.
Ling Yi's dark eyes stared directly into the man's smiling eyes. The twisted villain who was supposed to die halfway through his battle with the male lead due to illness actually had the hobby of being an elder?
Well, artificial intelligence will fulfill humanity's harmless dying wishes.
"Uncle Zhou." Ling Yi slowly uttered three words, seemingly both teasing and respectful, and poked her pale hand in front of Zhou Ziheng: "Can you give me back the ring?"
"Good girl." Zhou Ziheng's eyes crinkled as he placed the ring in her palm and gently closed her hand. "Don't lose it again this time."
“And another thing,” he said with a hint of sarcasm, “I may be a bit of a pervert, but I’m not that old compared to you guys. Don’t put those three words together anymore.”