The male waiter held onto her tightly. Wen Qiao couldn't take it anymore and pushed him away. She lifted her skirt and ran out in a hurry.
She actually fell for it.
Someone probably knew that Fu Nanli didn't like her meeting up with his family's elders, so they took advantage of the time difference and set up a trap to invite her over, all so that she could anger Fu Nanli.
It was actually snowing outside. Wen Qiao was only wearing a gown, and her coat had already been handed over to the waiter to hang up.
She stretched out her hand to rub the goosebumps that had instantly frozen on her body. Without any hesitation, she walked down the mountain.
She was fast, so it should only take half an hour to go down the mountain. There was a taxi at the foot of the mountain, and she took a taxi back.
The guests had all arrived long ago. The road by the lake was dimly lit. There were almost no cars passing by. The Northwest wind was cold and harsh, brushing past her head. In less than two or three minutes, she was frozen stiff and her ears hurt. She crossed her arms and walked forward without looking back.
She was the one who didn't pay more attention. This situation wouldn't happen again.
She thought that she could go down the mountain in half an hour, but she had overestimated herself. Because she was not used to wearing high heels, she could not walk fast at all. Every step she took, her heels hurt so much that she was about to collapse.
In his mansion in Xiaotang Hill, Fu Nanli was sitting on the balcony on the second floor, feeling extremely bored. His mother had insisted that he come over, wanting him to meet some of the business partners of the Central District at the end of the year.
Fu Cheng walked over with a wine glass and leaned against the railing. "Where's little Wen?"
I'm fine. Fu Nanli swept him a glance. I didn't let her come over.
Fu Cheng took a sip of his champagne and looked around. I think I saw her just now. She was wearing a red dress and was very eye-catching.
Fu Nanli frowned slightly. you're mistaken. She's not here.
Fu Cheng's index finger rested on his temple. I don't think I'm seeing things. Who else here looks like little Wen? I can't be mistaken about her face.
Oh? " Fu Nanli immediately stood up. where did you see it? "
she passed through the house in front of the bridge. In the blink of an eye, I couldn't see her.
"What time?"
"About half an hour ago. I thought she was with you."
Fu Nanli hurriedly walked out and went to the banquet hall in front to retrieve his coat. He then called old Hu and went out.
The snowflakes outside started to gather. He called Wen Qiao as he got into the car.
Wen Qiao's fingers were a little stiff from the cold. She could vaguely hear her phone ringing from her handbag and hurriedly turned it on. It was a call from Fu Nanli. She hurriedly picked it up, her voice trembling slightly."Hello, Yingluo."
"Where is it?"
Wen Qiao rubbed her arms that were numb from the cold. She didn't want to tell him, afraid that he had just reminded her not to see his mother, but she had gone against his wishes, afraid that he would misunderstand her.
"I'm at home."
"Wen Qiao, are you at Xiaotang mountain? Where did he go? did he go down the mountain? Send me your location immediately and stand there and don't move."
After the call ended, Wen Qiao sent him her location with trembling hands.
Fu Nanli saw that she was halfway up Xiaotang mountain and immediately ordered old Hu to drive over.
Ten minutes later, in the snow, she was wearing a red dress. It was like a dreamy and beautiful scene in a fairy tale world, but it pierced his heart.
The snowflakes fluttered under the car lights, and the cold wind raged. She stood there trembling, and his heart ached. The car did not stop properly, so he opened the door and got out.
He took off his coat and covered her with it. He pulled her into his arms and said through gritted teeth, " "Wen Qiao, aren't you afraid of freezing to death?"