Chapter 92
Chapter 92
He Yuchuan nimbly climbed onto the bed. “Quick, quick, put it on speaker!”
He Qian put the phone on speaker, and the two of them listened intently as Qin Song and Huang Yuanrui argued.
Qin Song said, “But using the fact that she can’t have children as a reason to ask for a divorce… wouldn’t that make me a total jerk?”
Huang Yuanrui said, “Are you really that considerate of her? What about me… You still won’t give me an answer. Don’t you think that makes you a jerk?!”
Qin Song said, “Ruirui, let’s talk about this calmly…”
Huang Yuanrui said, “I don’t understand… Why can’t I be your wife?”
Qin Song said, “…Why are you suddenly forcing me to make a choice now?”
Huang Yuanrui’s voice suddenly rose several decibels. “You only ever think about yourself… I need security too!”
…
With a loud bang, the other end of the phone finally went quiet.
He Yuchuan looked at He Qian in confusion.
He Qian pointed toward the door. “She slammed the door and left.”
He Yuchuan nodded in sudden understanding.
He Qian said, “You don’t have to hold back. We’re listening to her, not the other way around.”
He Yuchuan finally spoke. “That battle was too intense. It scared me speechless.”
He Qian suddenly stood and started gathering her things.
He Yuchuan asked, “Where are you going?”
He Qian said, “Downstairs. Grab the car keys!”
Half an hour later, the two of them drove to the entrance of Tianfeng Hotel.
He Yuchuan asked, “She’s going to come out of here in a bit? How do you know?”
He Qian said, “I’ve been eavesdropping on her for two months, so I understand her temper somewhat. She’s the kind of person who really needs to vent. Right now, she’ll either go find Qin Song and lose it, or she’ll call a friend and rant.”
He Yuchuan stared at the entrance.
Before long, Huang Yuanrui came out while talking on the phone.
He Yuchuan gave He Qian a thumbs-up. “You’re good.”
Huang Yuanrui was fully focused on calling her best friend Xixi and recounting the argument just now. She didn’t notice at all that a car in the distance had been slowly following her the entire time.
He Yuchuan said, “Is she going to keep wandering around like this? She’s already gone several kilometers.”
He Qian shook her head. “She’s not wandering. She’s heading toward Qin Song’s company.”
He Qian took out her phone and called Qin Song.
“Hello, honey, where are you?”
Qin Song replied with unusual calm, “Where else would I be? Busy in the office.”
He Qian could tell his voice was coming from an enclosed space, as if he were inside a car.
He Qian said gently, “The sugar apples I bought online just arrived. I’ll bring some over for you to eat.”
Qin Song said, “Can’t I just eat them when I get home tonight? Don’t come. I’ll eat them when I go home tonight!”
He Qian glanced at He Yuchuan, then continued, “I’m already on the way. I’m almost there. They don’t keep well, and I’m afraid they won’t be fresh.”
Qin Song’s voice became noticeably flustered. “Then take your time. I’m still in the conference room for a meeting. Call me when you get to the first floor, and I’ll come down to meet you!”
With that, he hurriedly hung up.
He Qian put down the phone with a smile.
He Yuchuan laughed too. “He’s so desperate to lie he’s tripping over his own story. He just said he was in the office, and now it’s the conference room.”
He Qian said, “I know him too. He’s also someone who needs to vent. After an argument, he definitely went to find Zhang Qiong to pour out his troubles.”
He Yuchuan lightly pressed the gas and continued following Huang Yuanrui’s figure.
Ten minutes later, Qin Song’s car made a sharp turn and rushed through the company gates.
He and Zhang Qiong got out of the car. Huang Yuanrui stood motionless in the distance, watching the two of them.
He Yuchuan and He Qian sat in the car, quietly watching the three of them.
He Qian said, “Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated. You’re right.”
He Yuchuan said, “See? I told you. The effort we put in over the past two months wasn’t meaningless. All that quantitative change finally led to a qualitative change, didn’t it?”
He Qian reached out and touched He Yuchuan’s face. “Don’t shave for the next few days.”
He Yuchuan touched his own face too. “Why?”
He Qian said, “Come on. Let’s go back.”
After they returned to the apartment, He Qian started shopping for clothes online.
As she browsed through pictures on the shopping app, she said to He Yuchuan, “Xiaoyu, rent another car.”
He Yuchuan said, “What’s wrong with this one? I’ve gotten used to driving it.”
He Qian said, “Change the color. White, maybe.”
He Yuchuan said, “No, seriously… you women are really… What does the color of the car even matter? I’m supposed to switch from a black Volkswagen to a white Volkswagen?”
He Qian looked up. “Rent a white Land Rover.”
He Yuchuan said, “Holy shit!”
He grabbed He Qian by the arm. “Sis, why? Explain.”
He Qian thought it over carefully, then said, “Huang Yuanrui already knows Zhang Qiong exists. Before this, she might have only had the tiniest thought of marrying Qin Song. If she kept acting on that tiny thought… let’s say it would have taken her a year before she showed up at my door to force the issue. With Zhang Qiong in the picture, that time can be cut by at least half.”
He Yuchuan said, “I get it. When a dog is eating shit and another dog comes along to fight over it, the shit suddenly seems tastier. With her personality, she’ll want even more aggressively to drive Zhang Qiong away and marry Qin Song as soon as possible.”
He Qian said, “Exactly. Once she drives Zhang Qiong away, the first thing she’ll probably do is come to my door and force me out as quickly as possible, to avoid any more trouble-like another Zhang Qiong appearing.”
He Yuchuan said, “Does she really like your husband that much… Did every other man in the world die?”
He Qian said, “If you took that question to her, she probably wouldn’t have an answer either. I don’t think it’s love. It’s probably just an obsession she’s boxed herself into.”
She rubbed her temples and continued, “But even an obsession has a day when the person wakes up from it. We have to act before that day comes.”
He Yuchuan said, “Then why switch cars? Do you like Land Rovers?”
He Qian said, “Zhang Qiong does.”
He Yuchuan said, “She likes white Land Rovers? How do you know?”
He Qian said, “She likes anything expensive. I just think you’d look more handsome driving a Land Rover.”
He Yuchuan said, “Oh-ho. You want me to get close to her!”
He Qian patted the earbud in her pocket. “That ashtray of yours won’t be much use from here on, Xiaoyu. Huang Yuanrui is definitely going to look for Zhang Qiong. I need to know what she says to Zhang Qiong, what she does, and how the two of them react to each other, so I can judge when she’ll come looking for me. It’s not like I’m capable of running into Zhang Qiong’s house and planting another bug.”
He Yuchuan grabbed He Qian by both shoulders and shook her. “My dear sister, you’re even resorting to the handsome-man trap now? Take a good look at me. Do I look that much like a tool to you?”
He Qian studied He Yuchuan’s face carefully. “Oh, you really don’t look like a tool. Because you are one.”
He Yuchuan pretended to cough up blood and collapsed onto the bed, then sprang back up the next second. “A tool is a tool, then. I’ll go find a couple of handsome outfits right now.”
He Qian said, “Hey, hide all those trendy streetwear outfits of yours. Find a few mature-looking sets… Also, keep a bit of stubble.”
He Yuchuan said, “What do you mean, trendy streetwear… I look really good in that stuff, okay?”
He Qian said, “Can you at least try to act like a successful professional? What if Zhang Qiong has a phobia of trendy guys? I don’t have a second little brother to use as a tool!”
He Yuchuan rubbed his chin. “Fine, fine, fine.”