After Being Forced To Marry A Wealthy Man, Mr. Qi Wants To Divorce Every Day - Chapter 10
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Chapter 10: Can You Trust Me a Bit More?
“Since when did dogs start entering hotels?”
“You! Qi Yue, what are you pretending to be here for? Brother Rui doesn’t even look at you, yet you still have the nerve to come over? No wonder you’re motherless, how shameless can you get?”
That loud red-haired guy was a bit of an eyesore.
At first, Qi Yue only felt this person looked familiar, but he didn’t expect him to be Yang Ruihuan’s cronies.
Yang Ruihuan, if it weren’t for this guy mentioning him today, Qi Yue would have almost forgotten about him.
They were classmates in college, and Qi Yue’s initial impression of Yang Ruihuan was neither good nor bad, just an ordinary friend.
But then, unexpectedly, the guy wanted to pursue him, relentlessly chasing after him.
After being rejected by Qi Yue, who knows what rumors he spread among his friends, but now that Qi Yue was in his senior year and focusing on graduate studies, he didn’t have much interaction with this person.
Unexpectedly, the memories from the past came back to haunt him today.
“Don’t keep calling him ‘Brother Rui.’ Everything you do just brings trouble. I think you’d better go see an ophthalmologist.”
Qi Yue said coldly, not mincing words.
“Hey hey hey, I’ve only said a few words, and you’re already so impatient. Qi Yue, the genius student, are you also vulnerable?”
The red-haired guy raised an eyebrow, looking at Qi Yue with a mocking expression.
“Weren’t you here because of Brother Rui? How about I just tell you where he is?”
Qi Yue felt annoyed by the self-righteous attitude of the redhead.
Not wanting to say more to him, he turned around to leave.
“Hey, why are you in such a hurry? That direction is wrong.”
At this moment, Qi Yue’s phone in his pocket started vibrating. Ignoring the redhead, Qi Yue turned around and answered the call as he walked.
“Hello?”
“It’s me. You’ve been gone for a while. Is something wrong?”
“Nothing, just coming back.”
“Okay.”
With three or two steps, Qi Yue returned to the engagement hall, while the redhead was blocked outside since he didn’t have an invitation.
Ugly is as ugly does; it’s only a matter of time before their true colors show.
When he returned to his seat, the others didn’t inquire about what he had just done. Instead, his younger brother started pouring tea.
“Brother, were you gone for so long because you weren’t feeling well? Your stomach has always been a bit weak, so you need to pay more attention.”
Qi Lei blinked his eyes, showing genuine concern for Qi Yue.
As he said this, the focus of others shifted to Qi Yue.
After all, this marriage involved two families, and even the venue and food were arranged by the Shen family. It was a bit impolite not to even know the taste preferences of one of the main parties involved.
Qi Yue shook his head, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Yue Yue might be mistaken. My stomach is fine, and these dishes suit my taste just fine.”
“Ah, is that so? Brother, if you’re uncomfortable anywhere, don’t force yourself~”
“Yeah, Yue Yue, if there’s anything you like or don’t like, just tell us. Otherwise, we might not be able to take care of you.”
Shen’s grandmother said with concern.
Since Shen’s family members were involved, Qi Yue naturally couldn’t show his annoyance directly to Qi Lei.
Today’s engagement banquet was between him and Shen Kuozhi, not just him alone.
Qi Yue didn’t know what kind of buff he had stepped on today, but one after another, everyone seemed to be coming up to him.
At that moment, Shen Kuozhi’s voice reached Qi Yue’s ears.
“Thank you all for your concern. I’ll take good care of Yue Yue. Let’s eat.”
Shen Kuozhi naturally held Qi Yue’s hand, bringing them closer together, and then used public chopsticks to pick some dishes and place them in front of Qi Yue.
Qi Yue didn’t refuse either because the dishes Shen Kuozhi picked were indeed ones he liked. The dishes on this table did suit his taste.
If he didn’t think too much about it, Qi Yue would almost believe that these dishes were customized for him.
With Shen Kuozhi’s help, the conversation successfully shifted elsewhere.
However, Qi Yue noticed from the corner of his eye that Shen Kuozhi tapped on his phone a few times, and then Qi Yue’s own phone vibrated in his pocket.
Qi Yue’s eyelid twitched involuntarily as he took out his phone and saw that it was indeed a message from Shen Kuozhi.
[Shen Kuozhi: If there’s anything you need help with, you can tell me.]
Yue Yue, perhaps you can trust me a bit more.