Chapter Ninety-Four: A Strange Woman
"Because my parents are world friends, Ah Xiang and I have known each other since childhood, but we really became good friends when we were in high school......
Yue Lei only smiled faintly at Ye Xiaojing's surprised eyes, and the narration of the past seemed to make him fall into memories.
"Ah Xiang's mother was a very good painter, and Ah Xiang seems to have completely inherited his mother's artistic cells, and he already showed a surprising talent for painting at a very young age. He could have been a good painter like his motherβ"
"Huh? But he-" Ye Xiaojing exclaimed, Guan Wenxiang is now the president of a listed company.
Yue Lei nodded and said: "It's a pity that when we were just in high school, Aunt Guan died in a car accident suddenly, and Uncle Guan's investment made a mistake because of the betrayal of his subordinates. At that time, my father was involved in a lawsuit, and almost all of the family's funds were temporarily frozen, so I couldn't help itβ"
After a slight pause, Yue Lei sighed and said, "Uncle Guan also fell ill suddenly under such a double blow, and he passed away not long after. β
Ye Xiaojing never thought that Guan Wenxiang's life experience would be so similar to herself, she always thought that he was a proud son of heaven with unique conditions.
But it turned out that he had the same misfortune as himself.
"Didn't expect that?"
Yue Lei glanced at Ye Xiaojing deeply and continued: "You can also imagine what happened next, Ah Xiang had to pick up the burden of the Guan family with his own strength, although the process was very difficult, but it turned out that he was really a business genius!" Thanks to his efforts, Guan's is now a large group with subsidiaries all over the world, and his dedication to Guan's is not something that can be clearly explained in a few words! β
Ye Xiaojing suddenly felt heartache, although Yue Lei didn't say it in detail, but how difficult he was in those days before, she could fully understand it.
Compared with Guan Wenxiang, at least she has a sister who can comfort and encourage each other in those bleak days in the past, and he-
"Ye Xiaojing, do you know why I'm telling you this?" Yue Lei suddenly asked.
"Iβ"
Ye Xiaojing was about to speak, but Yue Lei interrupted her, he looked at her, and said very seriously: "I just want you to understand that Ah Xiang is by no means working for you out of pity for you, he is just providing hope for those who are willing to work hard!" β
"I see!" Ye Xiaojing raised her head, her eyes that had some inferiority complex in the past were full of unprecedented self-confidence, and she sincerely said to Yue Lei: "Mr. Yue, thank you!" β
Summer in Taipei always comes early, and at dusk, a hot, slightly dry evening breeze blows over the city's hurried people.
The salarymen, who had been busy all day, were now like tired birds, with tired faces, returning to their place of residence.
Gradually, the twilight fell, and the hustle and bustle of a daytime city began, and under the flickering of neon, another kind of excitement began.
On the long street, Cheng Qixin walked slowly alone, from time to time there were lovers who snuggled up to each other and passed by him, and the whispered laughter between lovers passed by his ears, and then he was carried away by the soft night breeze.
Before you know it, the night is getting darker, and the streets are getting less and less crowded, but under the rows of flashing signs on the street, there is the noise of young men and women mixed with the roar of metal.
Cheng Qixin stopped in amazement, only to find that before he knew it, he had come to a street with many nightclubs.
The noise coming from the store suddenly ruined Cheng Qixin's interest in going out to seek purity this time, and he exhaled with some chagrin, turned around and planned to leave.
Just as he turned around, suddenly, the name of a signboard caught his attention.
"Dreams of the Night"!
In just four words, it has a sense of drunken life and dreaming of death, and in such a neon prosperous place where everyone only seeks temporary pleasure, there is a sense of despair that is decadent to the extreme.
is like the bewitching woman standing at the door of "Jingxiao Floating Dream" at this moment, who is obviously drunk and staggering, but still laughing loudly there; Even though she had drunk to the point of vomiting, she still clutched the bottle in her hand, as if the whole meaning of her life existed in the remaining half bottle of wine in her hand!
Cheng Qixin was not interested in whether there was any story behind this woman, and after glancing at it in disgust, he turned around and planned to leave here immediately.
However, the drunken woman also stumbled down the steps in front of the store, perhaps really too drunk, and when the woman went down the last step, she somehow tripped and fell to the ground, and the bottle of leftover wine that she had been holding in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.
When the crisp cracking sound of the bottle died away, the woman suddenly lay there crying loudly, not knowing if it was stimulated by this.
Such an unreserved and tragic cry, even if Cheng Qixin has gone far away, this cry is still very clear in his ears.
Cheng Qixin sighed slightly in his heart, knowing that this woman must have encountered something extremely painful to make her so embarrassed situation tonight.
But there are so many people in this world who have hurt, and that woman is just one of them.
Sigh to sigh, although the woman kept crying, Cheng Qixin never even looked back.
Until-
Until the woman cried and shouted a man's name in a frantic tone.
After hearing the name, Cheng Qixin turned around in astonishment and looked at the drunk woman who was still lying on the ground with surprised eyes.
Then he turned around and walked towards the woman step by step.
When he walked up to the woman, the woman looked up.
Although her face looked embarrassed because of the previous crying, the perfect shape of the woman's face and facial features can still be vaguely seen, and it is conceivable that in normal times, she must be a beauty who is often praised by people.
And the well-cut dress on her body, which is a little messy but can still be seen, can also make people draw a little conclusion about her identity.
After some close observation, Cheng Qixin had already made a preliminary judgment about the woman, and during his observation, the drunk woman had been sobbing and muttering to herself.
Therefore, when the woman said the name that made Cheng Qixin stop and turn around in her self-talk again, Cheng Qixin finally confirmed her identity and name.