Marriage Crisis: Lonely Apricot Blossom

Chapter 9
Yan Jia deliberately picked out a black dress. She looked at it for a long time in front of the mirror, and finally put her hair, which she usually likes to tie up, on the back of her head, and applied light makeup, which made her look more mature. She looked at the mirror with satisfaction. The self in the middle made a flying eye.

The shoes were also replaced with pointed stiletto heels, which made her feet a little bit awkward when walking, which was considered the price of beauty.

When she arrived at the company, Xiao Yan admired her even more.
"Tsk, tsk, the little hen has turned into a phoenix." Xiao Yan stared at her without blinking, then took a step forward, and asked softly, "You are so coquettish, I really want Hongxing to have an affair."

Yan Jia bent down and rubbed her slightly swollen ankles. After buying this pair of shoes, it was the second time she wore them. She was really not used to them, so she murmured to herself, "I'm afraid he will get out of these red apricots."

"What are you mumbling about?" Xiao Yan crackled through the documents.

"Oh, it's nothing." Yan Jia resisted the desire to confide in her. After all, Xiao Yan is also Hua Mei's younger sister, so she had to guard against some things.

At 05:30, Fang Zhenqian's car stopped downstairs in the company on time. When he saw Yan Jia twisting out of the building gracefully, he was somewhat astonished.

"Does it look good?" Yan Jia smiled and swayed in front of him, looking at him expectantly.

Only then did Fang Zhenqian grin, "It looks good, let's get in the car."

During the rush hour, the road was very congested, and when they arrived at the Venetian Garden Hotel, where the reception was held, they had already missed the opening ceremony.

As soon as she entered the hall, the clinking wine glasses were swaying everywhere, and Yan Jia was dazzled.

"Hi, Brother Fang!" A man in a suit and leather shoes walked quickly, and Fang Zhengan greeted him with a smile. It was Mr. Dai from the magazine.

The two exchanged warm greetings.

"This is..." Mr. Dai sized up Yan Jia who was standing beside Fang Zhenqian looking around.

"Oh, my wife, Yan Jia." Fang Zhen hurriedly hugged Yan Jia over.

Yan Jia smiled reservedly.

"Genius and beauty, talent and beauty." President Dai praised with a smile.

Chen Liwei had arrived early, and had a lively chat with Dai Zhengrong, as if the suspicion had been settled.Seeing Yan Jia, how could he let go of the opportunity to joke: "Jia Jia, you've grown up a bit! Our old Fang looks silly, but in fact he is very smart, hiding such a flowery little sister so well. , if it wasn't for Mr. Dai's invitation, I guess it would be very difficult for me to see Xiao Jiajia this year."

Fang Zhenqian tightened his arms around Yan Jia's hand, and said calmly, "Others are fine, of course you and I have to be careful, what if we let our guard down and the backyard catches fire?"

Yan Jia secretly pinched Fang Zhengan, and whispered, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Fang Zhenqian was in a good mood, and leaned close to her ear, "Don't you want the trumpet flower to get out of the wall, I have to watch it more closely?"

This provoked Yan Jia to be coquettish again.

"Mr. Dai, you are so proud of yourself. Mr. Fang even brought his wife!" Hua Mei came out from nowhere, leaning against Dai Zhengrong with a smile, her long hair shawl, and a deep red silk dress that fit her Set off the enchanting curves, mature and seductive.

As soon as Yan Jia saw her, her whole body tensed up unconsciously, and she stared at her with shining eyes.Fang Zhenqian obviously noticed her vigilance, and after greeting Yan Jia politely, he walked over with Yan Jia in his arms.

There were too many people chatting with Fang Zhengan, he gradually let go of Yan Jia, and she stood behind him, watching him communicate with others freely, suddenly felt that she was a bit redundant.She walked a little further away from Fang Zhenqian, stood at a position with a good viewing angle, drank fruit juice boredly, but her eyes were busy searching the crowd, and finally settled on Huamei.

Hua Mei was also talking to someone, but her eyes glanced here from time to time.The self-confidence and ability exuded from her body made Yan Jia somewhat ashamed.

She looked at Fang Zhenqian, then at Hua Mei, and a thought came out of her heart uncontrollably, "The two of them are so good for each other!" Thinking of this, she suddenly felt something twisted in her body, and then Afterwards, no matter how she relieved herself, she no longer felt at ease and comfortable.

Yan Jia wandered to the buffet counter and passed by rows of food without appetite. Although she was already hungry, the colorful things in front of her just couldn't arouse her appetite.

A solid plate appeared in front of her suddenly, she looked back in surprise and saw Mike.

"You don't seem to have eaten, aren't you hungry?" Mike asked with a smile.

Yan Jia forced a smile. She didn't want to appear lonely in front of outsiders, so she took the plate generously and glanced at Fang Zhenqian. She was chatting enthusiastically with several people and didn't notice Yan Jia at all. She shrugged and followed Mike Come to a table and sit down.

"Why don't you go to chat with someone?" Yan Jia asked while eating. The food that Mike took was very light, and he ate slowly, which was not too much for her appetite.

"I'm not familiar with them, it's just that the boss forced me to join in the fun." Mike watched her eat, but he was sipping a glass of wine.

"What did you drink?" Yan Jia was curious.

"Champagne." Mike raised the glass in his hand.

Yan Jia seldom drinks alcohol, and only tastes it on necessary occasions, so she doesn't know much about alcohol.

"Is it good?" At this moment, she is very interested in trying it.

Mike took a sip, narrowed his eyes slightly and smacked it, "Champagne was first invented by a monk in France. France strictly protects the brand of champagne. Only wine produced in the Champagne region can be called champagne. It only uses three kinds of grapes. Brewing, respectively called PinotMeunier, PinotNoir, Chardonnay, even if the same method is used in other regions, the wine produced from the same grapes can only be called 'sparkling wine'."

Yan Jia felt very fresh listening to him proficiently spit out those few foreign words.

Mike continued: "Champagne is far less sophisticated when it comes to China. The so-called champagne is actually just soda made with spices, alcohol and pressurized carbon dioxide. It is far from real champagne."

He looked at Yan Jia, "I've said so much, are you still interested? If you are interested, I'll get you a cup."

Yan Jia smiled and shook her head, "Not for now." She didn't want to taste fakes.

"You know a lot." There was envy in her tone.

Mike blinked his eyes quickly, "I read it from books when I was in school. I have read a lot of idle books on this topic, and I can be regarded as rich in learning, so every time the sun is good, I have to take off my clothes and let it go. My stomach sees the sun."

"What is this for?" Yan Jia knew that what he said was definitely not serious.

"Show off my book."

The two laughed.

Yan Jia was almost done eating.

"Do you know what's next?" she asked.

"I heard there is a dance." Mike looked around, and there were people busy on the rostrum.

"If I had known it would be so boring, I wouldn't have come." Yan Jia was dejected, her fighting power had died down when she saw Hua Mei.

Besides, so far, she hadn't seen Fang Zhenqian and Hua Mei talking. Both of them were the center of chatting, surrounded by many people.She also couldn't imagine how those two people would rekindle their old relationship in front of so many people.

The music began.

"Want to dance?" Mike asked her with a smile.

Yan Jia shook her head of course. While Mike's eyes showed regret, she suddenly leaned over and said word by word: "But I want to drink."

Fang Zhenqian turned around and found that Yan Jia beside him was nowhere to be found. He looked around, and then saw Yan Jia and Mike sitting at a table in the corner eating, his face immediately looked ugly.

Just as he was about to go look for her, another group of people from the brother unit came over and took him into the crowd, asking enthusiastically.

When the music started, everyone's interest changed from chatting to dancing, and the large and small chat squares gradually disbanded.

Fang Zhenqian finally got rid of all disturbances, walked through the crowd, and walked quickly to the corner.

"Mr. Fang!" Hua Mei slid over gracefully from the side, without any explanation, grabbed Fang Zhenqian's hand, swung it in a beautiful arc, and dexterously fitted her body against it.

"Come dance with me." Hua Mei smiled like a flower.

"I still have something to do." Fang Zhenqian wanted to break free.

Hua Mei squeezed him even tighter.

"You should not be disinterested in your company's advertising discounts."

Fang Zhenqian had no choice but to surrender, allowing her to drag him to the depths of the dance floor.

Huamei spun around gracefully, her tone unhurried: "Actually, even if the price cannot be changed, I can still protect you from losses through other means."

Fang Zhenqian looked down at her, "What do you say?"

Hua Mei said: "I will open a dynamic information column for you for free. This is also a section we want to try this year."

Fang Zhenqian nodded, "Good idea. Why did you pick us?"

Hua Mei cast her burning eyes on him without hesitation, "You should understand the reason."

Fang Zhenqian avoided her fiery eyes, and whispered: "Hua Mei, you have not changed, you are still so persistent, but some things cannot be turned back, why bother."

Huamei countered with a smile, "If you don't try, how will you know? I have always dared to challenge any difficulty. Why are you so nervous?" She could feel the muscles on his back tense, and she felt proud, and she hugged his arms lightly. Lightly increase the force.

"Finish this dance with me," Hua Mei breathed out, "What I just said belongs to you."

Fang Zhenqian was in a state of confusion, he had nothing to do with her, "I'm afraid of you."

"Do you know what is behind the word fear?" Hua Mei's eyes were burning with two small flames.

Fang Zhen shuddered, as if she had touched the softness under the hard shell.

"You haven't changed, you're still that fool." Hua Mei's soft whisper penetrated into his ears softly like a strand of gossamer.

This sentence made Fang Zhenqian feel dazed again, and a gentle memory of distant time and space floated in his mind. He looked at Huamei, his eyes gradually deepened. Why did his immunity always fail when he met Huamei? Could it be that deep in his heart? He still can't completely forget her?

Yan Jia took a sip of the red wine in the glass, smacked her lips and said, "It's quite sweet, and it's no different from Coke, except that it has no bubbles and is a bit astringent."

Mike kindly reminded, "Although red wine is low alcohol, it is easy to get drunk if you drink too much, especially for people like you who have little resistance to alcohol." He said that red wine is suitable for girls, so he picked a glass for her.

Yan Jia didn't take it seriously, and took a few more gulps to drink, then looked at Mike's half-smile face with dissatisfaction, and glared, "Are you trying to make fun of me again?"

"That's not how you drink red wine, promise, this way," he demonstrated to Yan Jia, "First pour a sip into the middle of the tongue, then roll the tip of the tongue up, let the wine fill the entire mouth, stay for ten seconds, and then swallow it slowly, In this way, you can experience the sweetness of red wine."

Yan Jia was very curious, so she tried it a few times. At first, there was no special feeling, but gradually, there was a strange fragrance in her mouth, which was very comfortable.

Mike suddenly squinted his eyes and stared at the middle of the dance floor, thoughtful, and he was also a little absent-minded when Yan Jia was talking to him.Yan Jia followed his line of sight wonderingly.

In the center of the dance floor, Fang Zhenqian is dancing with Huamei in his arms, like a pair of green people made in heaven, attracting everyone's attention.

Someone at the next table was talking in a low voice, "Why is that Fang Zhen who is not Tianyu? With such a beautiful wife at home, it is no wonder that she has behaved herself all the time. Otherwise, Chen Liwei would have led him into trouble." Then there was a chuckle , Chen Liwei's romanticism is well-known in the industry.

Yan Jia suddenly felt a headache, and she drank the rest of the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Mike was taken aback by her violent action, reached out and snatched the cup, "What are you doing!"

"I'm a little dizzy, take me out of here." Yan Jia tried hard to hold back the shaky tears.

Mike took a deep look at her, got up and pulled her out through the side door.

Outside is a lawn, which looks dark under the moonlight, with some leisure chairs scattered here and there.

Mike helped Yan Jia sit down in a chair.

"Better?"

Yan Jia nodded slightly, the night in May was still a bit chilly after all, Yan Jia hugged her arms tightly and shrank back.

Mike sat down on the lawn beside her.

"Mike, have you ever been in a relationship?" Yan Jia asked him.

"Well... a few times." Mike replied vaguely, unwilling to say more.

Yan Jia looked away from him, looked at a lamp in the distance, and spoke quietly.

"I have been strictly controlled by my parents since I was a child. My mother said that girls are not afraid of anything else, but they are afraid of getting caught in a bad way. If they make a mistake, they will be hated forever, so I didn't even live in high school or university, and I have been following my parents. around."

"I remember when I was in high school, a boy wrote me a greeting card, it was nothing more than celebrating the New Year or something, but my dad was so nervous, he tore it up and threw it straight into the wastebasket. In college, a I would go home after class, otherwise my mother would be worried. She said that dating in college was mostly fruitless, so why bother to hurt others and myself. After four years of college, I was still as innocent as a piece of paper. "

"In fact, I also have longings for love, and I have imagined what my lover will be like in the future. When I saw Fang Zhenqian, I vaguely felt that the person I wanted was like him, tall, handsome, mature, Steady. After that, I married him."

"Fang Zhenqian was very kind to me, and obeyed me in everything. I once thought I was very happy. But gradually, I felt that something was wrong. He seemed to have something on his mind, so he didn't say anything. Sometimes when I woke up at night, I found that he was no longer by my side, but hid in the study, smoking a cigarette alone, and when I walked over, he seemed to wake up with a start, and immediately withdrew all his emotions, as if nothing happened."

"I felt very frustrated, as if I couldn't get into his heart. I didn't understand all the answers until Huamei appeared."

Mike bowed his head and listened silently.

Alcohol broke out in Yan Jia's body, she felt dizzy all over, and the world seemed to soften.

She giggled and asked Mike, "Say, should I take the initiative to quit?"

Mike looked at her worriedly, "Yan Jia, are you drunk?"

Yan Jia shook her head violently until the tears came down, "No, I'm sober, I'm just tired, and I'm always playing hide-and-seek with something I can't see, but I can't catch anything."

Mike didn't know how to comfort her. Maybe he had hoped for something in his subconscious, but he still couldn't bear to see her sad.

Yan Jia stopped talking, and leaned her head on the back of the chair, quietly, as if falling asleep.Mike watched her carefully, not daring to disturb her.

After a long time, Yan Jia struggled to open his eyes, and was about to get up in a daze, "I want to go home."

Mike stood up immediately, "I'll take you back."

Walking outside the hall door, Mike was hesitating whether to say hello to Fang Zhengan, but he saw Fang Zhengan rushing out without thinking, with an anxious expression on his face.

"Boss Fang!" Mike shouted.

Fang Zhenqian turned his head and saw Yan Jia who was staggering in Mike's arms, and suddenly became angry.

He took Yan Jia over abruptly, and warned Mike coldly, "You'd better not provoke her in the future."

Mike stared at him with meaningful eyes, "If you didn't ignore her again and again, would I have a chance?"

Fang Zhenqian looked at this arrogant young man and felt an urge to beat him up. Mike's honesty was not only reflected in his attitude towards Yan Jia, but also in his work.

In Fang Zhenqian's logic, no matter how talented a person is, he should always be modest to his superiors and colleagues. However, Mike has raised objections more than once regardless of the occasion, and even got angry with clients.If it wasn't for Chen Liwei's strong recommendation and patronage, Fang Zhenqian would have asked him to leave long ago.

After all, he was worried about such a big occasion, Fang Zhenqian didn't want to make a fuss in the city, so he endured it, put his arms around Yan Jia and left with a livid face.

That night, Yan Jia had a nightmare. She saw Fang Zhenqian and Hua Mei dancing, and she fell into the water and struggled desperately. She shouted to Fang Zhengan for help, but he couldn't hear him at all, and the dance with Huamei got farther and farther away.When Yan Jia felt that she was about to die, she woke up screaming, covered in cold sweat.

Fang Zhenqian hastily turned on the light, half propped himself up, and looked at her nervously.

"Having a nightmare? I'll get you a glass of water." He said with concern, then got up and got out of bed.

Yan Jia hugged him tightly, "Don't leave me."

"Little fool, I'm not leaving." Guilt surged into Fang Zhengan's heart again, but this time, it seemed to be mixed with something else, cutting constantly and making things messy.

Yan Jia just hugged him blindly, Fang Zhenqian was helpless, returned to the bed, turned around and hugged Yan Jia, patted her like coaxing a child, Yan Jia was finally tired, and fell into a deep sleep.

Fang Zhenqian bowed his head and kissed her forehead lightly, his heart was in a mess, he kept cutting, and his reasoning was still in chaos.

(End of this chapter)