Candy Marriage

Qu Qing stopped in his tracks and turned to look into Yan Yizheng's dark eyes.

For no reason, she suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Young master Yan, what can I do for you?"

For a moment, the entire conference room focused on Yan Yizheng and Qu Qing.

Yan Yizheng was used to the attention of others, so he didn't care about the eyes on his side. He just casually tapped his finger on the coffee in front of him and said coldly, "I don't drink this instant coffee, let alone coffee with sugar. Don't your people know?"

Hearing Yan Yizheng's words, Qu Qing's tense nerves relaxed a little.

At that moment, she was actually a little worried that Yan Yizheng suddenly stopped herself to expose their relationship.

But soon she realized that she was worrying too much.

She, a woman whom her husband disliked, Yan Yizheng didn't want anyone to know that she had his child in her belly.

Yan Yizheng stopped her just to find fault.

Yes, Qu Qing could probably sense that Yan Yizheng was picking on coffee all of a sudden, looking for trouble.

When he first came to the lu family, she also made instant coffee. At that time, he just didn't touch a single mouthful of coffee, but he didn't have so many opinions.

But this time, Qu Qing didn't know what he had done to offend Yan Yizheng, the great buddha. It seemed that since he was in the hospital, he had been unhappy with her and was picky.

"Okay, I'll go prepare a new one now." Although she did not understand what she had done wrong, qu qing did not dare to offend the crown prince, so she could only obediently put away the coffee and prepare again.

She went downstairs to the coffee shop, bought freshly ground coffee, and then told them not to take sugar, before bringing it back.

"Young master Yan, your coffee."

She respectfully served the coffee, but didn't want Yan Yizheng to say coldly, "I don't drink coffee from Columbia beans."

Qu qing's coffee hand froze.

Even though she always thought she had a good temper, she still wanted to pour this cup of coffee on Yan Yizheng's handsome face.

Don't you know what to drink? Tell me earlier!

At this point, the others in the office could more or less see that Yan Yizheng was deliberately making things difficult for Qu Qing.

Even though he didn't know when Qu Qing had offended such a big shot, Zhang Chunlan immediately said sternly, "Qu Qing, how did you do it? I can't even get a cup of coffee. All right, all right, get out of here! Don't get in the way here!"

Qu qingle was not here to be bullied by yan yizheng for no reason. She lowered her head and said "Sorry," then immediately turned around and left the office.

As soon as Qu Qing left, Zhang Chunlan smiled at yan yizheng with a fawning face, "Young master Yan, I'm sorry. It's our department that doesn't understand. I'll have someone pour you this cup of coffee and grind it again."

As she spoke, she hurriedly tried to grab the coffee in front of Yan Yizheng, but she didn't want to -

A well-defined hand suddenly pressed down on the coffee.

"Who said I won't drink?" Yan Yizheng glanced coldly at Zhang Chunlan beside him, his eyes colder and more impatient than when he had just embarrassed Qu Qing.

Zhang Chunlan was so confused that he watched Yan Yizheng gulp down the coffee in one gulp, as if he wasn't the one who said he wasn't going to drink the Columbia beans.

This time, not only Zhang Chunlan, Feng Heng and Su Yu were also a little confused.

Before they could tell whether Yan Yizheng, the crown prince, was a little schizophrenic, they saw him stand up.

"Manager feng will follow up on the follow-up work." He opened his mouth, his voice as cold as ever. "If there's any problem, we'll talk about it next time."

After saying this, he was too lazy to look at the people in the conference room, then turned around and walked out.

At the same time.

Qu Qing had already left the company.

Before it was time to get off work, she had an emergency and only came out on the way.

As soon as she left the conference room, her temporary stay at the wantian hotel called her, saying that her credit card had been frozen and that she could not pay the room fee. She had to come back immediately to pay the bill, or else she would have thrown out everything in her room.

Qu Qing didn't expect this to happen all of a sudden, so he hurriedly asked for leave and ran back to the hotel.

"Sorry, I'm Qu Qing, room 3012." She went to the front desk of the hotel and explained the situation in a hurry. "I heard that my credit card can't be paid. Can you try this one?"

As she spoke, she handed over another card in her wallet. The receptionist swiped it and the machine immediately let out a discordant drip.

"I'm sorry, Miss Qu. This card doesn't work either."

Qu Qing was stunned. "This is a debit card. How can it not work?"

"Maybe the account was frozen, or the balance was insufficient." The receptionist replied politely.

Qu Qing's face turned white.

The money in the account must have been enough. Suddenly, it was impossible to get it out, so people were frozen.

Ever since she married to the Lu family, all the cards were given to her by Peng Yue. She was afraid of trouble and simply took these cards for her salary. But now they are frozen. What does that mean?

Did Peng Yue already know she moved out? Or did she even know about her baby?

Qu Qing was a little flustered until the impatient voice of the hotel receptionist in front of her rang out -

"Miss Qu, do you have any other way to pay for the room?"

Only then did Qu Qing regain his senses.

She opened her wallet and saw that there was not much cash left in it. "Sorry, I don't have enough money."

"Not enough money?" Knowing that the person in front of her seemed unable to pay the bill, the receptionist's attitude suddenly became bad. "If we can't pay the bill immediately, we will call the police!"

Seeing how tough the other party was, Qu Qing's face turned pale. "No, I... I'm trying to borrow some money from my friends."

Even though she said that, when she took out her phone and slid through the address book for a long time, she could not find a suitable person to contact.

She grew up in the qu family. Because she was adopted and Qu Nuan hated her, no one around her was willing to be friends with her.

Later, when she grew up, her social circle also revolved around lu chen. Those people called out to her sister-in-law and sister-in-law on the surface, but she knew very well that those people were only looking at Lu Chen's face. Now that Lu Chen and she are in this mess, how can those people help her?

Standing in the empty hotel lobby with his cell phone, Qu Qing realized for the first time how sad his life was.

Abandoned by her husband and used by her parents, she didn't even have a friend who could help.

"Have you found anyone?" Seeing that qu qing hadn't moved for a long time, the receptionist of the hotel couldn't help but urge her impatiently, "If you do that again, I'll call security!"

"Wait a minute." Only then did Qu Qing regain his composure and look down at the phone in his hand. Finally, he stopped at a newly saved name -

[ Someone ]

There was no exact name. It was the Yan Yizheng number she had saved.

Although she had already made up her mind time and time again not to get too involved with this man, at this moment, she found that besides this man, she really did not know who else to ask for help.

The receptionist at the hotel next door was still smacking her lips impatiently. In desperation, Qu Qing could only press the dial button.

The call went through quickly, and there were a few long beeps, but no one answered.

Qu Qing's eyes darkened.

Yan Yizheng didn't want to answer her call?

That's right, he had people by her side, and those people would have told him if she was in danger. In addition to affecting the safety of the child in his stomach, he might not care about her.

With that thought in mind, she felt a little helpless and just wanted to put down her cell phone, but at this moment, the phone suddenly connected.

"Hello."

The man's deep voice came from the phone and gently tapped on Qu Qing's eardrums.

Qu Qing was startled, and then came back to his senses. He held the phone in his hand, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said, "Hello, Yan Yizheng? I... Can I ask you a favor?"

-

Half an hour later.

A black bentley pulled up at the entrance of the hotel.

The car door opened and a handsome man came out of the car.

The man seemed to have a natural aura, and the moment he walked into the hotel lobby, he attracted everyone's attention.

Including Qu Qing, who was waiting at the front desk.

Qu Qing had been awkwardly assuring the front desk lady that her friend would be here soon. She did not want to turn around and see Yan Yizheng. She was stunned.

Just now, she had no choice but to call Yan Yizheng for help. She had thought that the other party would at most send a secretary and bodyguard to help her pay the bill, but she did not expect him to come personally.

She was a little surprised and did not react. It was not until Yan Yizheng walked up to her that she came back to her senses and said in a somewhat awkward manner, "Yan Yizheng, why are you here in person?"

Yan Yizheng was a head taller than qu qing, so when he stood face to face, he had to lower his head to see the little woman in front of him.

He saw the little woman in front of him who was always trying to get away from him. At this moment, her eyes were round and seemed very surprised.

This slightly dull expression pleased Yan Yizheng for no reason.

"Didn't you call me?" He said a short sentence, then looked up at the stunned front desk lady and handed over the black card between his fingers. "Settle this lady's room fee. For the next month in a row, you can count it in first."

"Ah? Okay, okay." The receptionist was already dumbfounded when Yan Yizheng showed up. She only reacted when she saw the black card and carefully took it with her hands.

Qu Qing came back to his senses and quickly said, "There's no need to settle the accounts. I'll just move out today."

"Where are you moving to?" Yan Yizheng didn't even look at qu qing. His voice was a little cold. "Back to your husband?"

Qu Qing choked.

"Stay here." By this time, the receptionist had already paid the bill and respectfully handed over the receipt. Yan Yizheng casually signed his name, but his tone was as strong as ever. "Don't worry anymore."

Don't worry about it anymore.

This sentence seemed a little intimate, and it made Qu Qing blush for no reason.

She lowered her head and said softly, "I'm sorry to trouble you all the time. I even asked you to pay for me today. I'm really sorry."

Only then did Yan Yizheng look down at the little woman's reddish face.

Trouble?

To be honest, he really didn't find it troublesome.

On the contrary, he had been holding fire for the past few days, but when he received a call from Qu Qing, he was fine for no reason.

This stupid woman, not too stupid, finally knew to contact him to help.

He gave her his number for nothing.

He raised his eyebrows and was about to say "It's okay," but didn't want Qu Qing to say it again -

"But don't worry, I'll definitely find a way to pay you back." Qu Qing looked up and said seriously, "If you don't feel safe, you can let me write a note."

Yan yizheng reached his mouth and said, "Nothing." It was as if he was stuck in his throat. He couldn't say anything.

"Whatever." The anger in his heart rose again for no reason. He dropped this sentence coldly and left without looking back, leaving only Qu Qing standing in the hotel lobby with a confused face. He did not realize how he had offended the crown prince for a long time.

"Miss Qu." It was only when the receptionist next to Qu Qing suddenly opened her mouth and respectfully handed over the black card in her hand with a fawning attitude, without the slightest sign of slacking off. "That gentleman's card just now."

Qu Qing paused and looked down to see that Yan Yizheng had forgotten his card.

"Yan Yizheng!"

She hurriedly took the card and chased out, not wanting to go outside the hotel, only to see the back of a black bentley.

She could only put down the card with some frustration.

She was wondering if she should call Yan Yizheng and tell him that he had forgotten his card, but she didn't want her phone to vibrate as soon as she picked it up and dialed.

Qu Qing looked down and saw the name on the screen of his phone. Suddenly, he tensed up.