Chapter 811 Marriage Counselor (5. Unexpected)

Marriage Counselor (Part II) Zhang Baotong

Wu Qian had just returned to the office from the building materials market when Ms. Xia called and said, "Master Wu, an acquaintance saw my husband and a young woman enter the Qin Yun Hotel. What do you think this should do?"

Wu Qian hurriedly said, "Don't startle the snake first." Where are you?"

Ms. Xia said, "I'm at home. ”

Wu Qian said, "I'll drive to pick you up, let's go over and have a look." ”

Ms. Xia said, "Okay. ”

Wu Qian immediately went downstairs and drove to Ms. Xia's house. When he arrived downstairs at Ms. Xia's house, Ms. Xia was already waiting for him downstairs. As soon as Ms. Xia got into the car, she said to Wu Qian, "What do you think about this?"

Wu Qian said, "Then it depends on the situation, but you must be calm, you must not be impulsive, and you must not tear up with the woman in front of him, otherwise, your husband will not only not face you, but will also stand on a united front with the woman and force you to divorce." ”

Ms. Xia said, "I wouldn't be so unqualified and equate myself with that kind of woman." ”

Wu Qian checked on the Internet and found that Qin Yun Hotel was in the middle of a street called Minqiang Road next to the North Second Ring Road. He turned on the navigation, and in less than twenty minutes he was in a narrow street. This hotel is an old four-story hotel, which belongs to a relatively low-grade private hotel. From the appearance, it is clear that the operating efficiency is very general, mainly to receive some regular customers.

The car stopped in front of the hotel, and Ms. Xia was impulsive to get out of the car and rush to the hotel to arrest her husband and the woman on the spot. Wu Qian immediately grabbed her and said, "You calm down, don't be so blindly impulsive, this will mess things up." Your husband is a celebrity, and you can't let him lose face. Otherwise, if he breaks the jar for you, he has to divorce you, what do you say? Besides, you don't know which room they are in, how are you going to catch them?"

Listening to Wu Qian's words, Ms. Xia calmed down. Wu Qian said again, "You sit in the car first, let me go in and have a look." With that, he got out of the car and into the hotel. The front desk of the hotel is not large, and there are only two wooden sofas in the front hall, but the hotel is clean and tidy. There is a staircase next to the front desk, but there is no elevator. Wu Qian stood next to the front desk and looked at the hotel's charging standards. A standard room is $120 per day, and an hourly room is $90 for 3 hours.

Wu Qian returned to the car and said to Ms. Xia, "We have to wait for at least three hours." ”

Hearing this, Ms. Xia was a little breathless again, and said, "They are comfortably together and want us to wait for three hours?"

Wu Qian said, "There's no way, if you want to drive that junior away, you have to be patient." ”

Because it was spring and it was under the trees, it wasn't hot in the car. Outside the car is the street, and pedestrians walk by the side of the road in twos and threes. From time to time, vehicles pass by. All of this makes people feel like time is moving slowly.

Ms. Xia sighed and sat in the car, her chest puffing together. Wu Qian looked at the front of the hotel while talking to Ms. Xia to ease Ms. Xia's emotions. He asked, "Do you know what that woman does?"

Ms. Xia shook her head and said, "I don't know, that acquaintance just called me and told me, Xiao Xia, I saw my husband and a young woman enter the Qin Yun Hotel hand in arm." As soon as I heard it, I asked you if you had recognized the wrong person. But she said that your husband is a big celebrity, and I still don't know him. ”

Wu Qian thought that Ms. Xia's husband was a famous writer, handsome and extraordinary, and the lover she was looking for must be different. As a result, the image of a literary young woman came to his mind. She is young, beautiful, and energetic, an urban girl in her twenties, and a college graduate, who is very obsessed with literature, admires Mr. Bai very much, and aspires to become a famous writer like Mr. Bai. Heroes love beautiful women, talented people love beautiful women, and who beautiful women do not respect and worship heroes and talents? So, one is a famous writer and the other is a young woman who is obsessed with literature, what kind of love story and literary emotion will they deduce when they enter the hotel room?

He had no doubt about the beauty of their love and the ending of their love, which has been described in detail in countless literary works, and their love must have been wonderful, but their end could have been very tragic. Of course, this is a clichΓ© in most literature. In fact, the endings of love are varied. For example, he knew a young woman in her thirties, who had never started a family for the sake of her literary career, and worshipped a well-known writer in her 50s as a teacher, and finally the two fell in love for a long time, causing the writer to divorce his wife. Now this young woman is a well-known female writer in the province.

The reason why the ending of many loves is tragic, in addition to the role of some external forces, the most important thing is that the internal force of both parties is not strong enough, and there is no strong enough to resist the role of external forces. For example, the ending of Anna Karerina is very tragic, if Anna and Volynsky can both truly love each other and refuse to separate, will the ending be very different? In fact, the love between Mr. Bai and the young woman is also like this, if their love story is also the same as that of Anna Karerina, then we cannot blame him for the ruthlessness of Wu Qian's men, and they have to find a way to break them apart. On the contrary, if the two of them rely on each other tightly and never give up, let alone Wu Qian, even no one will have anything to do.

However, Wu Qian still sees their affair as an abnormal ambiguous relationship between a young literary woman and a well-known writer. There are young girls who are obsessed with and adore literature and are willing to give everything to it. But no, how difficult it is to create literature, in order to publish works and become famous, he does not hesitate to turn to celebrities, and exchange his dedication for the publication of his works. Most of such literary youths are very simple, almost naΓ―ve, and if he only uses a little trick to talk to her once or twice, he can break her down and get her away from the people she admires.

Three hours may be a very short time for lovers in love, but it can be a long time for someone who has been waiting in the car. It was about six o'clock in the afternoon when Mr. Bai came out of the hotel gate, followed by a woman. But this woman did not look like a literary youth at all, she was almost thirty-two or thirteen years old, tall and thin, with long hair and a shawl, although her appearance was not beautiful, it was not ugly, and there was a sense of vicissitudes unique to rural women in her slightly worried complexion. Dressed in a half-worn beige top and black leggings, she looked a little rustic, looking like a rural woman looking for work in the labor market.

After the two walked out of the hotel, the woman chased after him a few steps, grabbed Mr. Bai by arm, and the two walked towards the street not far away while talking like a loving couple. Wu Qian didn't expect this, and he couldn't figure out how Mr. Bai could find such a woman? Even if he closed his eyes and touched one on the street, he would be much better than this woman.

Ms. Xia snorted and said to Wu Qian in a disdainful tone, "What kind of person is this, it's strange to lose your eyes." I really didn't expect him to find such a person, and I felt discouraged when I looked at it. ”

Wu Qian asked Ms. Xia to stay in the car, got out of the car and followed them, saw them come to a small market, kept walking inside, and then entered a small Sichuan restaurant. The restaurant is small but very clean. Wu Qian also entered the restaurant and sat across from them. Because they sat so close, they could be heard talking together. Mr. Bai asked the woman to order, and the woman ordered a pine nut corn and shredded potatoes. Mr. Bai was too little, so he ordered another three fresh dishes.

Together, they talked about their mothers. Mr. Bai said that his mother was old, and when she was standing on a chair and putting a quilt on the cabinet not long ago, she suddenly fell from the chair head-on-back, and she suddenly fell unconscious, and she didn't wake up until the next morning. The woman was very worried when she heard this, and said to Mr. Bai why she didn't ask someone to take care of her mother. Mr. Bai sighed and said that his younger brother and sister were very busy, and he couldn't take care of it, and he couldn't care about it because he was so far away. As he spoke, he let out a long sigh. The woman said, you can bring your mother to Xi'an to live. But Mr. Bai shook his head and said no, she didn't like my mother and wouldn't let my mother come. The woman says why she doesn't like your mother. Mr. Bai said that it was because our relationship had been bad, and my mother also wanted me to divorce her, so she hated my mother.

Listening to the accent, the woman is from Shangzhou, and her tone is soft and emotional, so that people can know that this woman is an empathetic and reasonable person when they hear it.

After a while, the dishes came up and they began to eat. The waiter also brought the rice and dishes that Wu Qian wanted. Because Wu Qian was not hungry, he only needed a small bowl of rice and a roasted eggplant. He saw that the two people on the other side were almost finished eating, so he paid the bill and returned to the front of the hotel. As soon as he got into the car, Ms. Xia asked, "What are the two of them doing, let me wait for this long time." ”

Wu Qian said, "They're eating." ”

Ms. Xia asked, "What did they eat?"

Wu Qian said, "It seems to be shredded potatoes and roasted three fresh." With that, he drove the car to the corner of the street and waited for Mr. Bai and them to come out of the street. Soon, I saw the two people holding hands and coming to the street corner and began to block the car.

Blocking a car, the two sat in the back seat. The car exited the street and followed a side road into the Second Ring Road. Wu Qian followed the taxi closely, and he couldn't let it go even if it was a violation. Because it was rush hour after work, the car drove very slowly, and he kept a distance of two or three meters from the car in front of him. However, it was quite smooth, the car crossed the Second Ring Bridge, entered Taihua Road, and drove forward for several hundred meters to the intersection of Phoenix Third Road. The car stopped, and the woman got out of the car. Then, the taxi turned around and headed south.

Wu Qian watched the woman walk west along the sidewalk with her bag, and then drove a car to follow. After walking about 100 meters, I entered a small shop that repaired electric cars. Wu Qian parked the car on the side of the road not far from the shop, then got out of the car with Ms. Xia and stood not far away looking at the shop. There are several electric cars parked in front of the small shop waiting to be repaired and charging, and a dark, short, fat man with oil-stained clothes is crouching next to an electric car repairing it. After a while, I saw a woman come out of the shop, holding a comb, and standing in front of the shop to comb her hair. When the man saw the woman combing her hair, he complained loudly and angrily, "It takes so long to go to a hospital, and you have to be busy and tired to death before you are happy." The woman said displeasedly, "How many people have you not seen in the hospital?" and threw the comb on the small stool in front of the door, without changing his clothes, picked up his tools, crouched down beside the other car and began to repair the unloaded wheels.

Looking at this, Ms. Xia couldn't help but sigh and said to Wu Qian, "I used to think that my husband's appreciation and taste were not low, but today I found out that his appreciation and taste are actually too low. ”