The Sweetest ‘Fake’ Couple

 Chapter 83 - Sorrowful Women (2)

Qiao Jiayi went to the bathroom to look for Lu Li when Lu Li didn’t return for half an hour. She called and sent her a WeChat, but Lu Li did not reply, so she hurriedly went to find her.

 

After running around, when she finally found the person, she was stunned.

 

There are many people in the table. Three muscular men, four rich ladies, and a wealthy young woman.

 

Lu Li’s cheeks were red. She waved her hand and passionately said: “Marriage, what’s so good about getting married!”

 

“A person like me, from birth, *hiccups*, I was just groomed to marry someone. It means nothing at all.”

 

“I do not belong to my husband, but a few days ago, I wanted to have a baby, and my husband didn’t want to have a baby with me.”

 

The Hermes lady guessed: “She must have raised a mistress outside.”

 

The lady with a curly hair added and fueled her jealousy: “Someday, the mistress will bring an illegitimate child into your house, and you will be the one who will have to swallow this grievance.”

 

Lu Li cried hard and her small hand touched the waiter’s abs: “Your abs are not as good as my husband.”

 

The waiter: “…”

 

He felt like his dignity has been challenged.

 

If your husband has the ability, then why don’t he come here and compare!

 

Qiao Jiayi took a breath as soon as she saw this action and immediately rushed over: “Lu Li!”


 

“How much did you drink? How can you go to someone’s table to drink!”

 

She took Lu Li by the arm and wanted to pull her up.

 

Lu Li desperately held the waiter next to her without letting go and hiccuped, “I don’t want to go. I want to continue my conversation with my sisters.”

 

The ladies were moved to tears, and when they realized what Qiao Jiayi called the little girl ‘Lu Li’, they remembered her face and felt like she was familiar.

 

“The little girl’s name is Lu Li.”

 

The four of them immediately realized Lu Li and welcomed her to join their women’s club.

 

The fat lady: “What? The wife of the president of Shengjing is called Lu Li.”

 

The thin lady: “Is it that fake couple? My husband attended their wedding.”

 

Hermes lady: No wonder my sister was hurt and cried. Her husband is handsome, and there must have been a lot of vixens who are being raised outside. It’s normal for that kind of man to have several illegitimate children.”

 

Curly lady: “Yes. The outsiders see us as glamorous ladies and that we always have money to spend. Only we know how bitter our circumstances are.”

 

Lu Li: “Woo, woo, my husband is raising a woman outside… woo…”

 

Qiao Jiayi continued to pull Lu Li: “This bar recently had an exclusive interview with the reporters, please pay attention to your actions! What will you do if someone takes a picture of you?”

 

Lu Li was nonchalant: “So what if I get photographed?”

 

She suddenly remembered that she had not successfully dispelled the rumors about them when they came out in the hotel before, and miserably said: “No matter how my husband and I are photographed, others would still say that we are a fake couple.”

 

“I’ve long been got used to it.”

 

“It doesn’t matter anymore!”

 

Qiao Jiayi looked at Lu Li’s drunk behaviour, and went outside to call Chi Chenyan and ask him to pick up Lu Li.

 

The call went through.

 

The music in the bar was too noisy, and Qiao Jiayi did not understand what Chi Chenyan was saying because the music was too loud.

 

So she turned to send a message to Chi Chenyan: “XX bar. Lu Li is drunk. Come and pick her up.”

 

Chi Chenyan didn’t believe that Lu Li went to a bar.

 

He knows that Lu Li is not the kind of person to go to bars, and she usually reports to him her usual itinerary.

 

Didn’t she go to the spa with Qiao Jiayi?

 

Chi Chenyan reply was: “Really?”

 

Qiao Jiayi saw Chi Chenyan’s reply and thought that he was too innocent to believe that his little wife would not go to a bar. She was speechless for a while, and then took a photo and sent it to him.




Chi Chenyan received the photos.

 

In the dimly lit bar, his little wife was sitting crookedly on the sofa, her hair was messy and there were tears on her face. She looked pitiful, but she touched the little waiter’s eight-pack abs with her hand.