Love after Marriage

CONFESSION

The call came to an abrupt end. Wen Qian stared at the darkened phone screen. Her soul left her body for five seconds. Five seconds later, she came to her senses and howled with her hands covering her lips.

　　Without caring about anything else, he ran to the cloakroom, found his suitcase, packed it up in a hurry, and rushed out the door.

　　Ms. Qi only saw a pink figure flash by in front of her. When she looked again, the person had already entered the elevator. She called out to the closed elevator door, "Xiao Qian, where are you going?"

　　Wen Qian's voice came through the door, "I have something urgent to do and I need to be away for a few days."

　　This was the first time she had felt this way in years, so Ms. Qi couldn't help but worry, "What's going on?"

　　As the elevator went down, Wen Qian's voice could no longer be heard.

　　Ms. Qi called and after the call was connected, she asked, "What happened?"

　　"Work." Wen Qian handed the suitcase to the driver and got on the car first. "Don't worry, I'll go early and come back early."

　　"I've told you not to do live broadcasting. You're going out so late. It's dangerous." Ms. Qi gathered her shawl and said, "Let Uncle Liu go with you."

　　"No, I have Xiaomi and the others with me, it's safe." Wen Qian urged the driver to drive faster and said to Ms. Qi on the other end of the phone, "Mom, if anyone comes looking for me, remember not to tell them where I am."

　　"Why don't you look like you're going to work?" Ms. Qi asked hesitantly.

　　"Of course I went to work." Wen Qian smiled guiltily, "What else do you think I was going to do?"

　　"As if he's hiding from someone." Ms. Qi said bluntly.

Wen Qian's heart skipped a beat. Her mother was indeed very smart.

　　She pursed her lips and said, "Don't guess, I'm just going to work."

　　Ms. Qi never interfered too much with Wen Qian's work. Since she said so, she chose to believe it and asked, "When will you be back?"

　　"Not sure." Wen Qian said, "I'll be back when I'm done."

　　"Don't delay too long," said Ms. Qi, "there's a cocktail party for you to attend."

　　"I know, I know." Seeing the car drive out of the gate, Wen Qian let out a long sigh, "Mom, I remember it all."

　　"As for the dress, do you want to choose it yourself or should I do it?"

　　"Come here." Wen Qian had no time to care about these things these days. Escaping was the most important thing.

　　"Xixi, you're really not hiding from anyone?" Ms. Qi was getting more and more confused. "Why do you look so flustered?"

　　"Really not." Wen Qian didn't dare to admit it, looking at Zuo Yan and saying, "Mom, I have a phone call, so I won't talk for now. Love you, bye."

　　After the call ended, she pointed to the intersection ahead and said, "Turn right."

　　"Aren't we going to the studio?" the driver asked. "Isn't turning right the way to the studio?"

　　"I remembered that I still have something to take. I need to go to Song Yu's place. Please take me there first."

　　"good."

　　Wen Qian was unsure if Song Yu was at home, so she sent her a WeChat message, but Song Yu never replied. After waiting for a long time, she called Song Yu, but Song Yu took a long time to answer.