Chapter 138 He asked: Isn’t it disgusting to be with such a person?

Author: Not as good as the Yanxiang

Chapter 138 He asked: Isn’t it disgusting to be with such a person?

This time, Qi Yan's absurdity and arrogance ruined the face of the Qi family. Not only did Qi Suihe not protect him as much as before, she angrily scolded him, but also temporarily stopped his card and even locked him in the house for a full month before she released it.

After that, Qi Yan became much more honest and restrained her behavior, just verbal ridicule and sarcasm. This is also the reason why Shang Yu did not resent him so much when he appeared as a substitute for Qi Yan. Most of the rest were humiliation in marriage.

She always thought that Qi Yan's change was because of Qi Suihe's lesson. It seems not now. Yun Qing slowly caught up with Xiang Huaijin and hesitated to get into the car.

The driver closed the door, she avoided Xiang Huaijin's gaze, lowered her head and tied her seat belt: "Where do you want me to accompany you?"

"I'll know when I go." He kept his head back on the seat, but his eyes never left Yun Qing.

Yun Qing always looked outside, and the soft and biting cold winter rain fell against the car window. The misty vision ahead and the slippery road surface made the car move forward very slowly. She looked at the pedestrians on the road and shrank her head forward in the cold wind.

The atmosphere in the car was dry. Yun Qing turned her head and glanced at him. Seeing Xiang Huaijin closed his eyes, she thought she was asleep. She raised her hand and leaned against the seat in front and asked the driver: "Hello. Do you know where we are going?"

The driver didn't answer and drove the car with sincerity.

Xiang Huaijin liberally raised his legs and crossed his eyes without opening his eyes, and said leisurely: "He doesn't understand English."

Yun Qing asked in French again.

Xiang Huaijin said again: "He won't tell you."

Yun Qing fell back on the seat in a deflated manner and suddenly asked him: "Is Mr. Xiang coming to Paris for a business trip?"

“No, vacation.”

"Why didn't Miss Ji come with you?"

Her question was a bit abrupt but reasonable. Xiang Huaijin's face turned gloomy for a moment, but she turned very calm, but her voice still couldn't hide her inner depression. "Ms. Ji and I are just a business marriage, and I have already said in private that we would not participate in our own private lives."

This kind of thing has long been accustomed to the children of wealthy families. She sighed and said, "Ms. Ji comes from a famous family and his education is all about the most. Mr. Xiang should cherish it."

Xiang Huaijin disagreed: "Ji Xia is very outstanding. But if it weren't for his own desire, what's the point of being better than me?"

Yun Qing retorted: "Nothing is unchanging. If Mr. Xiang doesn't try and accept it, how can he determine that she is not what you want?"

"What about you?" he said again, "Is it the same for you to match Qi Yan?"

"I'm different from Qi Yan."

"How is it different? Qi Yan, a well-known playboy in Heyi City, relies on his mother's favor, acts in a perverse manner and robs him unscrupulously. It is said that at least half of the women in the entire entertainment industry have been slept with by him."

Xiang Huaijin looked at her and asked in a deep voice: "Yun Qing, don't you feel disgusted when you are with such a person?"

She couldn't explain to Xiang Huaijin that Qi Yan in front of her was not Qi Yan at all. Even if she said it, he wouldn't believe it. She could only send a similar meaning: "No. Qi Yan and I are not what you imagined."

Xiang Huaijin did not see regret or resentment in her eyes, but saw Qi Yan's protection, and his deep unextinguishable feelings for him.

The light flashing in Yun Qing's eyes due to the flames was like a meteorite falling from the sky, all blocking his chest, making him feel panicked.

He smiled bitterly, his tone soaked in a hint of mocking: "When did you feel so deep for him?"

Yun Qing asked unhappily: "Mr. Xiang, when did you care so much about me and Qi Yan?"

He said to Huaijin meaningfully: "You don't know some things, and you don't express them."

Yun Qing couldn't continue to answer the conversation. After a while, the car stopped in front of a five-story building. Xiang Huaijin pushed the door first and got out, and Yun Qing followed suit.

The entire building looks a bit old from the exterior to the interior decoration, a standard Gothic building. A few pigeons twisted their bodies and swayed on the steps in front of the building, not afraid of the winter snowstorm at all.

The disrepaired elevator creaked when it was parked, which was shocking. Yun Qing followed Huai Jin and raised his foot in, rising slowly, as if the weak old cow could no longer drag the heavy plow.

When they arrived at the fifth floor, they came out along the dark and deep aisle. Yun Qing felt panic that had not appeared for a long time. She clasped the chain of her bag tightly with her hands, smelled the moist and mildewy air emitted from the walls on both sides, and suddenly had the idea of ​​turning around and running away.

Xiang Huaijin noticed, slowed down and asked her: "Are you afraid?"

"Why are there no one here?"

"This is bought by a classmate of mine. In recent years, he has not maintained it regularly because of financial difficulties. Therefore, it seems desolate and dilapidated."

"Why didn't he choose to rent it out?"

"I thought about it. But the tenant wanted to destroy and renovate it as soon as he came up, so he didn't want to. When he bought it, he liked the historical charm it contained."

Yun Qing noticed that a man stood against the door in the weak halo near the window. His smiling eyebrows seemed to be telling tenderness and affection.

Xiang Huaijin greeted him and turned his head to Yun Qing and introduced him: "Shen Zhi, my college classmate and friend. A descendant of overseas Chinese born and raised in France."

Yun Qing reached out and said, "Hello, Mr. Shen."

Shen Zhi reached out and grabbed it, fluent in Chinese: "Hello. Welcome to Paris."

Shen Zhi took the lead in and asked while walking: "How long will it take to stay this time?"

Xiang Huaijin: "Not decided."

Yun Qing noticed that the decoration inside the house was not much better than outside, and it showed a Syrian style of roughness, loose and simple. But when he told Huaijin that he was a psychiatrist, Yun Qing thought the decoration was a bit out of place no matter how he looked at it.

Shen Zhi seemed to see through her doubts and explained: "I am a rural doctor and I don't see patients every day."

Yun Qing was still confused.

I answered the doubts to Huaijin: "He has been in the industry for so many years, and I am the only one who is a patient."

She asked in a daze: "Do you need to see a psychiatrist?"

Xiang Huaijin joked: "I am purely brotherhood and I don't want him to feel that he is too incompetent."

Shen Zhi was looking for information on the wall of the book against the wall, and then agreed: "Yes. He has nothing wrong with it. It is purely to take care of my psychological feelings."

Yun Qing questioned: "As a psychologist, do you still need others to take care of your psychological feelings?"

Chen Zhi shrugged: "So I'm a rural doctor."

Yun Qing turned her eyes to Xiang Huaijin, confirming the reconciliation between the two of them. He lay idle on the sofa, closed his eyes and opened it again, which was the answer.

Chen Zhi found the information and sat down opposite Xiang Huaijin, and smiled apologized and said, "Sorry, I don't have entertainment facilities here. If you are bored, you can go to the next room to read books."

Yun Qing nodded and visited and walked into the next room. She looked at the bookshelf on the two walls, and collected works from well-known writers from all over the world in different categories, including many out-of-print hardcover books.

She chose, glanced at the desk next to her inadvertently, and saw a file bag with Xiang Huaijin's pathological analysis.
Chapter completed!