bayedsolid Chapter 182 Meeting
Chapter 182 Meeting
He Qingming's eyes, sharp as an eagle's, seemed to see through everything. He noticed Bai Fan and Di Xin whispering in a distant corner. His brow furrowed slightly, as if dissatisfied with their behavior. He turned to look at the closed door behind him. He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and then beckoned Bai Fan to come over.
Bai Fan looked incredulous. He pointed at himself, with a hint of surprise in his voice: "Me? Go over there?" He Qingming's patience seemed to have reached its limit. He said impatiently: "Little fox, be obedient and come here quickly. Don't make me say it a second time." There was a hint of unquestionable command in his tone, which made Bai Fan feel irresistible.
Seeing this, Bai Fan dared not hesitate any longer. He quickly dragged Di Xin to He Qingming's presence. He Qingming's gaze lingered on Di Xin for a moment, then he asked, "The last Emperor of Man?" His voice was inquiring, as if filled with curiosity about Di Xin's identity. He Qingming saw a causal link in Di Xin's life, but was shocked to find that after Di Xin's body was recast, he could not detect any causal link at all, as if Di Xin's existence was obscured by some mysterious force.
He turned to look at the small building, musing to himself, "The only person who could influence cause and effect is Ying Ni." A complex emotion flashed across He Qingming's eyes. He wondered what the relationship between Emperor Xin and Ying Ni was. He struggled internally, unsure whether to delve deeper into this secret or maintain the status quo to avoid unnecessary trouble.
He Qingming decided to temporarily put aside his in-depth investigation of the complex relationship between Emperor Xin and Ying Ni. He turned his attention to Bai Fan and, with a determined look, gestured for him to knock on the door. Bai Fan, filled with uneasiness, slowly raised his hand and gently knocked on the closed door. As he knocked, the crisp, melodious ring of the doorbell echoed through the quiet building, shattering the morning stillness. Meanwhile, Ying Ni, still slumbering, was startled awake by the sudden ringing of the doorbell. She abruptly sat up in bed, quickly threw back the covers, and hastily donned a bathrobe. Filled with anger and discontent, she hurried down the stairs and headed straight for the front door.
"Hmph! Are you all tired of living? You're disturbing other people's sweet dreams so early in the morning. You really don't want to live anymore!" Ying Ni complained as she forcefully opened the door. As the door opened, her gaze met a pair of deep, captivating eyes. In that moment, she felt as if under a spell. She froze in place, countless memories and images flashing through her mind. She could never forget those eyes.
"It's been a long time since we last met." He Qingming looked at Ying Ni, who was still in shock, with a faint smile on his face. He gently handed the brightly colored bouquet to Ying Ni. Ying Ni was still a little dazed, her mind still not fully recovered from the shock, but her body seemed to have reacted instinctively. With a loud "bang", she slammed the door shut again.
He Qingming stood in front of the door, touching his nose awkwardly. Although he had already predicted Ying Ni's reaction, he had never thought that he would be locked outside. A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it. Bai Fan and Di Xin behind him looked away, paying attention to the movement with their peripheral vision. Bai Fan gave Di Xin a look, which probably meant, look, I know this person will definitely be turned away. Although Di Xin had only met Ying Ni a few times, he also knew Ying Ni's character and knew that she was not the kind of person who would compromise easily. They all knew that Ying Ni was an independent woman with her own firm stance, and her decisions were often unexpected and unpredictable.
Ying Ni leaned her back against the door, catching her breath and trying to calm herself. She raised her hand, her fingertips already white. She had imagined this meeting many times, but never in just pajamas and a bathrobe. Ying Ni hurried upstairs to change and reopened the door. Her heartbeat was racing, but she tried to remain calm. She knew this meeting would be a turning point in their relationship. She had to be at her best, not letting him see her nervousness or anxiety.
Ying Ni said to He Qingming, Bai Fan, and Di Xin, who were standing outside the door, "Come in." Her voice was calm, but her heart was turbulent. She knew that this meeting would be a turning point in their relationship. He Qingming nodded slightly, and with a barely perceptible smile, he walked into the room. Bai Fan and Di Xin followed closely behind, each filled with different expectations and anxieties. They all knew that this meeting could determine the future direction of their relationship, so each of them silently prepared themselves, hoping to gain an advantage in the upcoming conversation.
A stifling, heavy atmosphere permeated the small building's living room, as if even the air itself had become unusually heavy. Ying Ni sat alone on a soft sofa, expressionless, a cup of perfectly brewed tea in her hands. Her eyes were hollow, as if she were lost in thought about some profound and complex question. The aroma of tea wafted slowly through the air, but it failed to dispel the heavy atmosphere, only making it even more oppressive.
He Qingming sat on the sofa across from Ying Huan, his eyes filled with doting and deep affection, as if silently telling her that no matter what she did, she was still so endearing and precious to him. His gaze was fixed on Ying Huan, as if he wanted to engrave her every movement and expression deeply in his heart, making them into eternal memories.
At the nearby bar, Bai Fan, Di Xin, Xie Hui, and another unnamed subordinate stood silently, their eyes filled with a complex mix of worry and curiosity. They dared not utter a single sound, fearing any movement would disturb the delicate and tense atmosphere before them. They simply observed silently, as if awaiting a decisive moment or crucial news.
"Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?" Ying Ni finally put down her teacup, her voice stiff and cold, breaking the brief silence. Her tone revealed an unquestionable determination, as if she was prepared for any situation.
"Youyou, it's been so long since we last met, and yet you're speaking to me so coldly?" He Qingming's tone was filled with resentment and grievance. His voice echoed in the living room, making the already heavy atmosphere even more oppressive and tense. His eyes revealed a hint of hurt, as if he found Ying Ni's attitude difficult to accept.