Chapter 035: I Suspect Someone Is Poaching My Talent!

In an instant, panic flashed in Shi Runrun’s eyes.

She truly hadn’t expected to encounter Xiao Xuezheng here.

She had always thought that someone of his stature would surely appear at the VIP exit, wouldn’t he?

How could he possibly be at an ordinary exit like this?

Panic surged at her like an overwhelming tide, drowning her completely.

So much so that she even forgot to shake off Qiao Yu’s hand.

This was exactly the scene that met Xiao Xuezheng’s eyes.

His little wife, her wrist gripped by another man, the two of them standing there gazing deeply into each other’s eyes.

Actually, he had already suspected it was Shi Runrun when Qiao Yu embraced her earlier, but he hadn’t been certain then. Now, seeing her clearly, a hot rush of blood surged from his heart to his head.

Shi Runrun could not withstand the chill of his gaze—so cold, so black. In a single instant, she gave up completely.

Instinctively, she tried to wrench her hand from Qiao Yu’s grasp, but almost at that same moment, she noticed Xiao Xuezheng start to stride toward her, his long legs closing the distance.

Click. Clack.

Each step of his leather shoes echoed heavily in her chest.

For a moment, Shi Runrun wanted desperately to flee, to escape this place, but her feet felt as if they’d been filled with lead; she couldn’t move at all.

Until he stopped before her, his tall, imposing figure casting a shadow over her.

Shi Runrun: “…”

Xiao Xuezheng looked down at her, his gaze shifting to glance at Qiao Yu beside her. His sharply defined features grew even colder as he looked at the silent Shi Runrun and said, “Aren’t you going to explain?”

Shi Runrun: “…”

She opened her mouth but not a single word came out.

How could she possibly explain this to him…

She was here at the airport to pick up her first love because the headmaster forced her to?!

Would he ever believe such an absurd reason?

Probably not…

Seeing her remain silent, the coldness on the man’s face intensified. He curled his lips in a frosty smile. “Very well, Shi Runrun. Very well.”

With those words, he turned and walked away, not looking back.

Watching him gradually walk off, Shi Runrun finally came to her senses and couldn’t help but call his name: “Xiao Xuezheng!”

But he paid her no attention, leaving her only the sight of his cold, retreating back.

Just then, a graceful young woman emerged from the airport and approached him, asking, “Brother Xuezheng, why are you the only one picking me up? Where’s your wife?!”

The man’s lips parted in a sneer as he glanced at Shi Runrun, still frozen in place. “She’s dead! Come on, let’s go home!”

Shi Runrun: “…”

And with that, she watched as he left with the young woman, the only thing left for her being the lingering exhaust from the car as it sped away…

Only now did Shi Runrun truly realize he was genuinely angry…

Oh God, she was in serious trouble!

Not thinking of anything else, Shi Runrun immediately hurried to the curb to hail a taxi, wanting to rush home and explain everything to him.

But the next moment, Qiao Yu grabbed her wrist again.

“Runrun, who was that man?!” Qiao Yu asked in confusion.

Shi Runrun shook off his hand, trying her best to remain calm as she replied, “Qiao Yu, who he is has nothing to do with you. Let me say this again: the past is over. I’ve forgotten it and don’t want to bring it up again. Also, Qiao Yu…”

She hesitated a long while before finally saying, “I’m married now, Qiao Yu.”

With that, she got into a taxi, told the driver to go, and left Qiao Yu standing there, his expression complicated.

Qiao Yu watched as the taxi carrying her disappeared from view. Only then did he come back to himself.

He looked down at his own hand, the one that had just held her wrist, and murmured sorrowfully, “Runrun, so you really didn’t wait for me…”

…

On the way home.

Xiao Xuezheng gripped the steering wheel with one hand, the other resting outside the window as he lit a cigarette.

He wasn’t addicted to smoking—only did it when he was in a foul mood.

His tightly furrowed brows and dark, handsome face betrayed his current agitation.

Sitting in the back seat, Xiao Rourou noticed his mood and couldn’t help but ask, “Brother Xuezheng, what’s wrong? You’re about to get married—shouldn’t you be happy?”

He would have been fine if she hadn’t mentioned it, but the moment she did, Xiao Xuezheng was again assaulted by the memory of that scene at the airport!

That infuriating little woman being all lovey-dovey with another man right under his nose!

Unforgivable!

As he thought this, Xiao Xuezheng slammed his hand on the steering wheel.

The blaring honk startled Xiao Rourou, who clutched her chest, exclaiming, “Brother Xuezheng, what’s gotten into you? You’ve been in a terrible mood since just now.”

“I’m fine. Sit quietly, we’ll be home soon!”

Xiao Rourou pouted but didn’t mind his attitude, turning her attention to her phone.

After a long silence in the car, she suddenly remembered something. After hesitating for a while, she finally said to Xiao Xuezheng, “Brother Xuezheng, before I returned home, I saw Sister Wanwan. She asked me to bring you a message…”

“What is it?”

“She said she misses you very much, and she’ll be coming back soon to see you.”

The man: “…”

He pressed his lips together and didn’t reply.

After dropping Xiao Rourou off at home, Grandpa Xiao and Grandma Xiao, who had not seen their granddaughter in ages, were overjoyed and immediately pulled her away for a long chat.

Xiao Xuezheng walked into the villa’s yard and lit another cigarette.

The more he smoked, the more irritable he became—if anything, his frustration only deepened.

His dark, sword-like brows knit tightly together, and his other hand clenched into a fist, which he slammed hard against the wall.

“Damn it!”

He cursed, stubbed out his cigarette, and pulled out his phone to dial a number.

The call connected, and Ji Yunan’s lazy, teasing voice came through.

“What’s up? Young Master Xiao, aren’t you supposed to be sweet-talking your little wife? Why are you thinking of me today?”

The man rubbed his furrowed brow and said in a low voice, “I need a favor from you. Will you help a brother out or not?”

At the other end, Ji Yunan, who had been drinking alone, immediately perked up and cleared his throat. “What is it? But let me be clear—I won’t do anything shady.”

“Find out from Cen Huan what kind of relationship this Qiao Yu had with your sister-in-law in the past. I suspect someone’s trying to steal my wife from me!”

At the mention of Cen Huan, Ji Yunan’s mood darkened again. He picked up his glass and took a long drink, sighing, “If only it were that easy! If Huanhuan were willing to talk to me, would I be sitting here drinking alone? I don’t even know where she is right now!”

Xiao Xuezheng said coldly, hating his friend’s lack of resolve, “What if I told you Cen Huan’s current address? In exchange, you’ll dig up everything there is to know about Qiao Yu for me!”

Immediately, Ji Yunan was energized, jumping up from the sofa and shouting, “Deal!”