My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day Book

Chapter 72: 072, there is only one umbrella

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Even though she didn't get to see Huo Jingshen today, there was always next time.

So, with trembling fingers, she pressed the service bell.

The waiter soon came over, "Your total is 12,885 yuan, miss. Will you be paying by card, cash, or through WeChat or Alipay?"

Over ten thousand yuan?!

Qiao Zixin felt like her heart was being cut out as she feigned calmness, "...I'll pay with credit card."

"Okay, please wait."

Just as the waiter left, Su Wanwan's phone suddenly rang.

"What?!"

Not knowing what was said on the other end, Su Wanwan sounded irritated, "Can't you try it yourself, do you really need me to go? I'm still eating, you're so annoying!" "Alright, I'm at..."

After giving the restaurant's address, she hung up.

Qiao Zixin immediately asked her, "What's wrong? Who was that?"

"My husband," Su Wanwan didn't feel like elaborating.

Qiao Zixin eyes lit up.

When the waiter came back with the card machine, she paid then sat unmoving.

As Su Wanwan was spooning a mouthful of ice cream, she asked, "Don't you have something important to do?"

"I just checked WeChat, the situation isn't serious so they don't need me there.

Su Wanwan:"..."

Was it that dramatic?

"Wanwan, it seems to be raining outside," Qiao Zixin suddenly said.

On hearing this, Su Wanwan looked up.

Indeed, it was raining quite heavily outside. She wondered whether the old man had an umbrella?

Qiao Zixin seemed even more delighted. It felt like heaven was helping her out.

After they finished their ice cream, the two of them left, taking the lift down to the ground floor.

Due to the sudden heavy downpour, the first floor lobby was packed with those seeking shelter from the rain.

Qiao Zixin then suggested, "Wanwan, if someone's coming to pick you up, could they give me a lift as well?"

-It seems a little out of the way, isn't it?" Su Wanwan remembered Qiao Zixin lived far in the south circle.

Feeling slighted by Su Wanwan's reply, Qiao Zixin lowered her expectations and said, "Well... at least drive me to the subway station."

However, surprisingly...

"Why don't you just take a taxi?"

Qiao Zixin, holding back her temper, explained, "There are too many people, it's impossible to get a taxi. Plus, my house is so far away, no driver would want to take the job."

Su Wanwan nodded, "I see."

She actually hadn't thought much about it.

She simply found Huo Jingshen to be rather annoying. He always tried to control her and enjoyed making crude jokes. It would be embarrassing if they started arguing in front of Qiao Zixin.

But Qiao Zixin did treat her to an expensive dinner worth over ten thousand yuan...

Fine.

She tried to console herself, she would just do a good deed and give her cousin a ride.

Shortly after, a black Bentley parked at the side of the road.

The car door opened, and a tall, handsome man stepped out, holding a black umbrella.

It was past seven in the evening. It was dark outside, the street lamps just starting to light up. Despite the heavy, misty rain, his slow, confident walk from the rain caught many people's attention, especially from the women. Qiao Zixin felt a swell of emotion. Where was the frustration she was feeling before?

She stood there, watching as the man approached, his handsome features and elegant demeanor more pronounced in the night. His naturally aloof and noble aura left a deep impact on her, like the most dazzling chandelier, making it impossible for her to look away.

Huo Jingshen walked straight up to Su Wanwan, put his arm around her shoulders, and prepared to leave.

"Wanwan." Qiao Zixin quickly spoke up.

Su Wanwan stopped, turned to look at her, "Uh, this is my cousin, can you drop her off at the subway station."

Amid Qiao Zixin's excited gaze, Huo Jingshen glanced at her coldly, his voice low and detached, "There's only one umbrella."

"That's okay, Mr. Huo." Qiao Zixin was considerate in reply. "You can take Wanwan to the car first."

This way, Huo Jingshen would have to come back alone to get her, giving the two a chance to have some intimate contact... ■■You'll have to run to the car then," Huo Jingshen said and then left with Su Wanwan.

Qiao Zixin was left standing there, dumbfounded.

What did he say?

That she should run over?

The rain was falling heavily, she had painstakingly styled her hair, applied makeup artfully, and even wore eight-centimeter heels. To run from here to the parked car would be quite a distance! But...

The two of them got into the car and did not show signs of getting out to retrieve her.

Determined, Qiao Zixin bit her lip, lifted her skirt up, and dashed into the rain. By the time she finally got into the car, she was completely soaked, her shoes were even filled with water, and her styled hair was wet and sticking to her head... So embarrassing!

Huo Jingshen didn't say a word, he simply started the car and began driving. As she lowered her head, initially feeling disgruntled, she realized that her dress was now clinging to her body, showing off her perfect curves... Unconsciously, she straightened herself and raised her head with a smile, "I'm really sorry. I initially planned to treat Wanwan to dinner. I didn't expect it to start raining so heavily and for me to impose on you. I hope it isn't causing any inconvenience?" Huo Jingshen didn't reply.

The car was silent.

Qiao Zixin felt a bit awkward.

Back at the Su residence, he'd been perfectly polite, treating Su Yuntang with respect.. So why was he so cold now?