023 Live broadcast of going out
023 Live broadcast of going out
That morning, Yu Wenhao was driving and picking up passengers. He was quieter than usual and hardly interacted with the passengers. He was thinking about what to do to urge Jiang Yihe to come downstairs.
After delivering the snacks, Yu Wenhao said that his business for the morning was finished and he needed to turn around and head to his workplace to arrive on time at nine o'clock.
It's time to urge Jiang Yihe to go out.
Yu Wenhao turned off the driver's app on the shelf in front of him, took down the phone he uses when driving for ride-hailing services, then plugged his everyday phone into the shelf and put on his headphones.
Yu asked first, then dialed Jiang Yihe's number to ask if she was awake.
Jiang Yihe had already gotten up, washed and dressed, and put on the outfit she had brought with her yesterday. Sitting there, she felt extremely frustrated. She thought the outfit she was wearing today was so ugly that she didn't dare to look in the mirror again after seeing it once. She regretted that she had chosen this outfit in a moment of panic last night.
Thinking back, every outfit in the trunk looked better than this one. Sigh, it's all that driver's fault, Brother Yu. He counted down from ten to one without giving me any time to think. It's not like a rocket launch, what are you counting down for?
I must have been out of my mind to choose this.
Jiang Yihe pouted, frantically dusting off the hem of her clothes with both hands, almost in tears. How could she go on like this? How could she go to the interview? She was truly at her wit's end. There wasn't enough time to go home, and the stores were closed if she went to buy the clothes. Jiang Yihe immediately started to back down, saying, "Forget it, forget it, I'm not going today. How am I supposed to go?!"
It was almost 8:30, and Jiang Yihe started to get nervous again. She stared at her phone, which was about to ring. Brother Yu would call to urge her to go out, but she couldn't leave the house anymore.
Jiang Yihe felt a little afraid of Yu Wenhao. When Yu Wenhao got serious, he was very stern and showed no mercy. Most importantly, she understood that whether Yu Wenhao was serious or stern, it was all for her own good. Because of this, knowing that he was doing it for her own good, she was somewhat afraid of him, wanting to listen to him, yet also afraid to listen to him.
It was 8:30, and the phone still hadn't rung. Jiang Yihe suddenly started to feel sad again, scolding herself, "You're really stupid. They just said that last night, and you actually believed them. Why should they call you? Did you give them money? Do they have that obligation?"
Whether you can go out or not, whether you have an interview today or not, what business is it of theirs? They were just saying it casually, and they'll forget about it the next day. Who cares about you? Even your own parents just give her their cards and let her spend them as she pleases, thinking they've fulfilled their parental duties and you should be satisfied.
Her mother would only threaten her with "Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, I'll leave myself," and then she would actually leave. Her father would just wait, and if he couldn't wait five minutes, he would start yelling, shouting at her, kicking her door, threatening to hit her, tie her up, and take her away.
Every time Jiang Yihe needed to go out, a battle would inevitably erupt in her family. First, her parents would constantly nag and scold her, one saying the other was spoiling her, the other mocking her, saying it was clearly her fault for being a bad offspring. Her parents would then argue, and after a big fight, they would turn around and yell at Jiang Yihe again.
Every day, if Jiang Yihe doesn't need to go out, even if she's awake, she won't get out of bed. She'll stay in bed pretending to be asleep until her parents have left. Only then will she breathe a sigh of relief, get up, and start picking and choosing her clothes.
Whenever her parents are home and see her staring blankly at her clothes, she's bound to be met with sarcastic remarks.
Who cares about you? Who cares what you're thinking?
Not to mention a driver you just met yesterday, why should he remember to call you and remind you to go for your interview?
Jiang Yihe agreed to come to Hangzhou because she wanted to escape her parents' constant sarcasm. She felt that even if she was alone and felt restless and tormented, it was still better than being subjected to their sarcasm.
She stared at her phone on the coffee table, hugging herself tightly. She felt incredibly lonely, as if she had been stranded on a deserted island. She thought about what Yu Wenhao had told her yesterday, and her heart kept repeating, "Brother Yu, don't forget me. Please call me. I promised you I would listen to you, and I will. Please don't abandon me."
The phone suddenly rang, startling Jiang Yihe. She glanced at her phone; it was Yu Wenhao. She quickly answered.
Yu asked in a calm and unhurried voice, "Xiao Jiang, are you up yet?"
"Get up, Brother Yu."
"I'm driving now, and I'm in a hurry to get to work."
"oh oh."
"Do you remember what you promised me last night?"
Jiang Yihe asked, "What?"
"You promised to listen to me."
"Oh, I remember, I'll listen, Brother Yu."
Yu Wen chuckled and said, "Then I'll hang up the phone, and we'll start a live video stream. I'll be watching you, and you'll do exactly what I tell you during the stream, okay?"
Jiang Yihe nodded and agreed.
The call ended, followed by the WeChat video call notification sound. Jiang Yihe accepted the call and saw that Yu Wenhao was indeed in the driver's seat, driving the car.
Yu Wenhao smiled at Jiang Yihe: "From now on, clear your mind, don't think about anything, just do as I tell you. Don't refuse, don't think, just act like a wooden doll and do what I say, okay?"
Jiang Yihe smiled and said okay.
"Don't shake your phone, let me see your face," Yu Wenhao said.
Jiang Yihe held the phone up to her face, and Yu Wenhao said, "You look beautiful, Xiao Jiang. You're naturally beautiful, you don't need to wear makeup anymore, you're perfect like this."
Jiang Yihe chuckled.
Yu Wenhao said, "Stand up and let me see what you're wearing."
Jiang Yihe stood up, opened her phone, and Yu Wenhao exclaimed, "Perfect! Xiao Jiang, you have such good taste! This outfit suits you so well, it's even better than yesterday's!"
Jiang Yihe asked with a hint of doubt, "Really?"
"Of course, I don't need to flatter you, you really look beautiful."
Jiang Yihe chuckled.
"Where's your bag?" Yu asked.
"In bed."
"Walk over there and put your bag on your back."
Jiang Yihe walked to the bedside and put her bag on her back.
"Have you changed your shoes?" Yu asked.
Jiang Yihe nodded: "It's changed."
"show me."
Jiang Yihe turned the camera downwards.
"Perfect!" Yu Wenhao exclaimed again, "I really regret that I wasn't the one interviewing you today."
"Why?" Jiang Yihe asked.
"Seeing such a beautiful woman so early in the morning is bound to put you in a good mood," Yu Wenhao said.
Jiang Yihe giggled.
"Go to the door, oh, and take the car keys with you."
Jiang Yihe patted the bag she was carrying: "It's in the bag."
"Alright, let's go to the door."
Jiang Yihe walked to the door, and Yu Wenhao said, "Put your hand on the doorknob."
Jiang Yihe placed her hand on the doorknob, and Yu Wenhao said, "Close your eyes, turn the doorknob, and open the door."
Jiang Yihe closed her eyes and opened the door.
"Go outside and open your eyes."
Jiang Yihe walked out and opened her eyes.
"Don't think about anything, just go to the elevator lobby."
Jiang Yihe went to the elevator lobby, and there happened to be an elevator stopped on this floor. Yu Wenhao said:
Press the button.
Jiang Yihe pressed the button, and the elevator doors opened.
"Go inside."
Jiang Yihe went inside.
"Press the button for the underground parking lot."
Jiang Yihe pressed "-2", the elevator doors closed, and the elevator began to descend. Jiang Yihe suddenly felt dizzy.
Yu Wenhao kept talking, not letting Jiang Yihe stop for a moment. He told her to look at herself in the mirror in the elevator and see if she looked beautiful and perfect. Jiang Yihe looked in the mirror and indeed saw that she was beautiful. She smiled shyly.
The elevator arrived at the underground parking lot. The elevator doors opened, and Yu Wenhao said, "Get out."
Jiang Yihe walked out.
Yu said, "I'm live streaming, I'm live streaming as I walk, I'm walking towards your car."
Jiang Yihe, holding her phone in one hand, walked towards her car. Reaching the car, she said to Wenhao:
"Open the door and sit inside."
Jiang Yihe opened the car door and got in. The moment she sat down, she seemed to wake up from a sleepwalking spell. She froze, completely stunned, and then burst into tears.
"What's wrong? What's wrong, Xiao Jiang?" Yu Wenhao asked.
With tears welling up in her eyes, Jiang Yihe said, "I did it, Brother Yu. See? I've already gotten into the car!"
Yu Wen chuckled and said, "Yes, yes, you did it, Xiao Jiang, you did very well, wasn't it easy?"
Jiang Yihe nodded.
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