The anger that had just subsided was reignited.
The other party immediately hung up the call while covering the phone.
I shook off the feelings I shouldn't have and got dressed to leave the house,
The real show wouldn't begin for another three days, so there was no need to rush.
Quickly arriving at the address sent to me by her friend, as I reached the door of the private room, laughter and teasing questions came from inside.
"Old Jiang, Liu Qing is getting married in three days, you still have time to back out!"
I took a deep breath and reached out to push the door open and walk in.
The laughter inside ceased immediately, and everyone wore expressions of awkwardness.
The woman who is supposed to marry me in three days was lying tenderly in the arms of another man.
I had just seen that man's face countless times on her computer.
He was none other than Jiang Hua.
There were five or six women in the private room, and he was the only man.
Suits, gold-rimmed glasses, the look of a successful man.
But he looked even older in person than in the video.
Yet Liu Qing clung to him like a treasure, refusing to let go even when drunk.
The suit and glasses, I had also tried this style before, but Liu Qing said it looked too old-fashioned and told me not to follow online trends.
Now I see, it wasn't my style she disliked, she simply didn't like me.
Liu Qing's friends didn't expect me to arrive so quickly and hurriedly reached out to pull her away from Jiang Hua.
Unfortunately, Liu Qing seemed quite drunk and was indifferent.
Murkingly cursing, "Get away! Don't touch me!"
It was my first time seeing her this drunk.
Her friend whispered in her ear, "Gu Chen is here to take you home! Wake up! You're getting married soon..."
The others also stepped forward to help upon seeing the chaos unfold, while I picked up a glass of wine from the table and smiled.
"Let me do it."
Then, amidst their utterly shocked gazes, I walked straight to Liu Qing.
Grabbing her hand, I roughly pulled her off Jiang Hua.
"You're hurting me!"
Just as Liu Qing started to throw a fit, the wine in my hand splashed onto her face.
I leaned close to her face and spoke, word by word,
"Are you awake now? Did you forget that I'm the one who's your fiancé?"