chapter 3 old love

Beatrice Tang was awakened by a knock on the door in her sleep. When she opened the door, she saw Desade Qiao standing there holding the suitcase's lever with one hand.

She curved her lips and said in a clear voice, "Can I borrow a place for a night?"

Beatrice Tang handed her a bottle of iced Coke. When Desade Qiao received it, she suddenly slapped her head, "Look at my brain, you don't drink carbonated drinks, right? I'll get you milk."

"No,"Desade Qiao opened the can and took a sip, "There's nothing I can't drink."

I didn’t drink before, just to prepare for pregnancy, and I didn’t touch tobacco, alcohol, drinks, or anything irritating. Now that I’m getting divorced, who cares about all this? Naturally, whatever makes you happy will come naturally.

Preparing for pregnancy? Let that incompetent man Wesley Gu prepare it by himself!

"Are you really going to divorce Wesley Gu?"Beatrice Tang asked uncertainly, sitting on the other side of the sofa.

"Well,"Desade Qiao paused and then said, "He is with Ophelia Yao again."

Beatrice Tang immediately scolded her, "Does she want to be shameless? She came here to make trouble when we got married, and now she shows up again after three years? Are all men in the world dead? Do you insist on biting married men?"

"And that dog man Wesley Gu, even dogs know that when eating shit, you have to choose fresh ones, so he just stared at a pile of old shit and became addicted to it?"

Desade Qiao: "..."

Who are you scolding?

Beatrice Tang coughed, "For example, don't care about these details. You quit when they are together? Why do you want to help this couple of bitches? You just fight with them! She is not a pure and beautiful woman, so you just Tear off her mask and let everyone see! What a bullshit beautiful girl, she is just a mistress!"

"Then what? Let everyone know that my marriage is in ruins and that I am a poor guy who can't even control my husband?"Desade Qiao sighed, "This marriage has already failed. When I don't want to leave, I still end up in trouble. It’s so embarrassing that I don’t even have the last bit of dignity.”

"Wouldn't that be too cheap for them?"

Seeing Beatrice Tang angry expression, she smiled and comforted, "Actually, it's not bad. Wesley Gu hasn't treated me badly in the past few years of marriage. I never had the chance to touch these jewelry bags before. Think about it, I can't wear them again in the future." , I’m still a little reluctant to part with it.”

Beatrice Tang disagreed.

Desade Qiao was admitted to the Acting Department of T University Film Academy with the first place in the cultural class and the first place in the acting class. She is beautiful, has acting skills, ranks first in her profession every year, and was killing everyone back then.

All the instructors felt that her future was limitless.

If she hadn't gotten married right after graduation, and hadn't followed the path of being an actress because of her family, she would have become famous long ago. What are jewelry and bags?

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"Let's rest for a few days, arrange our stay, and talk about the dubbing of "creation of the Gods"."

Beatrice Tang said, "Have you ever thought about switching from behind the scenes to the front of the stage?"

Desade Qiao was stunned for a moment, "I haven't been in front of the camera in three years. I don't know if I can still do it."

"Just because you're not in front of the camera doesn't mean you've lost your professionalism. You've accumulated nearly 10 million fans just by doing dubbing! Dubbing also requires emotion, right? Now some actors can't even pass the basic skills of speaking. Aren't you still as popular as ever? You have good looks and acting skills, what are you afraid of? Even if you don't become famous, it's easy to support yourself."

On the contrary, even if her career as an actress doesn't work out, her current reputation in the dubbing industry is enough for her to have enough food and clothing, and she can advance, attack, retreat or defend, so it doesn't hurt to give it a try.

What's more, she really loves performing.

Giving up her own interests for the sake of marriage was the stupidest decision she had ever made in her life.

Fortunately it's not too late.

The two chatted for half the night. Beatrice Tang yawned profusely and was driven into the bedroom by Desade Qiao.

She lay on the sofa, thinking she was going to sleep for a while, but she didn't expect to fall asleep soon.

But she didn't sleep for long. The rapid ringing of her cell phone woke her up.

She took it in a daze, "Hello?"

The nanny's voice came tremblingly from the other end of the phone, "Madam, where did you put Mr.'s blue shirt?"

Desade Qiao was not very clear-headed and subconsciously said, "The second space from the left on the east side of the cloakroom on the second floor."

There was silence for a while, and then the nanny spoke again, "I looked around and didn't see it."

"That's impossible. I ironed it and put it in with my own hands. Ask Wesley Gu if he moved."

The nanny whispered, "Sir said he didn't move. Madam, why don't you come back and look for it."

At this moment, Desade Qiao was completely awake.

She was sure that Wesley Gu was standing in front of the nanny. She remembered clearly where all his clothes were placed. How could she not find them?

"If you can't find it, look carefully. The Gu family only has a few cloakrooms. Search one by one. If you can't find it again, then wear something else!"

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

I looked at the time, six o'clock in the morning!

Wesley Gu is simply sick! I had the nanny call me early in the morning just to ask about a torn shirt! Is he sick? !

Gu family.

The nanny turned around in fear, "First, sir, the wife is dead."

Wesley Gu glanced at her.

The sound was so loud, but he wasn't deaf.

"Sir, are you still wearing this blue shirt?"

Wesley Gu face was grim, and after a few seconds, he said coldly, "Ask her which tie to wear with this shirt."

nanny:"……"

She remembered the off-white patterned one after seeing it several times. Her husband wears it every day, wouldn’t he know?

After all, the nanny did this job, so she didn't dare to ask more questions about her master, so she had to call Desade Qiao again.

This time it rang for a long time before Desade Qiao answered.

"Madam, I found the shirt, but which tie should I wear with it? You usually match these with yours. I don't know much about it either. I'm afraid my husband will be angry if I don't do it well."

Desade Qiao rubbed her temples, "The one with the off-white cloud pattern is on the fourth floor of the left drawer, in the third compartment."

There was another fuss over there, and then the nanny whispered again, "Not found..."

Desade Qiao: "..."

"Give the phone to Wesley Gu."