After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

That night, City A seemed to be firmly locked in an endless storm.

The hustle and bustle of the city was washed away by the rain at this moment, leaving only the sound of the howling wind and the rhythm of raindrops hitting the windows. Suddenly, the piercing sound of the emergency broadcast rippled in the air, cutting through the din of the rainstorm and bringing a sense of uneasy tranquility to the chaotic city.

On the radio, the announcer's voice was reporting the latest weather conditions: "Due to the impact of strong convective weather, our city has entered heavy rain mode, which is expected to continue for a period of time. In addition, due to a large number of flights being affected, they are temporarily unable to take off. Please be prepared accordingly..."

The lights of the city became hazy and blurred in the heavy rain, as if they were an oil painting rendered in ink. In the night, this voice is like a messenger of the night, conveying the latest situation to everyone trapped in the heavy rain. Although frustrating, it brings essential travel information and a ray of comfort. People can only pray silently, hoping that the heavy rain will pass soon and the city's tranquility and harmony will be restored.

Wen Qing heard the weather forecast on her phone and immediately checked her flight information. Sure enough, as the forecast showed, the flight could not take off normally.

At the same moment, she received a call from Jing Runyan: "Qingqing, you may need to stay in the hotel for two more days. The flight to City A has been suspended." Jing Runyan on the other end of the phone looked anxious, he was worried Whether Wen Qing is safe alone in the hotel in city A, she is even more worried about getting bored while waiting.

"Yeah, yeah, I already know, Runyan. Our overseas flights have also been suspended. I don't plan to go anywhere in the past two days. I will just wait for you at the hotel. Don't worry, you can stay at home with your uncle and aunt for two more days. .”

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qing couldn't help but look at the rain outside the window and fell into deep thought.

The heavy rain was just like Wen Qing's mood at the moment, as hot as lava, pouring down violently. She closed her eyes slightly and let the majestic natural sounds intertwined with the music melody flowing from her mobile phone, like a symphony that belonged only to her. The tranquility and mystery of this heavy rain allowed her to find her own enjoyment in it.

Lucian and Anya, their names seem to be the most moving poems in the world, and every word is so harmonious and right. Their names are just like each other's shadows, you are in me, and I am in you.

In this similarity, Wen Qing found that she seemed to be a little too greedy. She tried to find a place of her own, but that seemed to be just a luxury wish.

Lu Qian, for this man, maybe he was just a temporary impulse, a hormonal impulse in his body. As for Anya, that woman was his true spiritual home for him. His love is so deep and firm, as stable as a rock. No matter how hard it is, this love remains the same. And Wen Qing was just a shower of rain in his life, short and hasty.

Wen Qing closed her eyes tightly, feeling a twinge of pain in her heart. Suddenly, a strong feeling of nausea washed over her body like a tide.

"yue——yue——" Wen Qing couldn't help but cover her mouth. This nauseating feeling has appeared frequently recently and has been bothering her.

Almost running to the bathroom, Wen Qing vomited violently into the toilet, as if she wanted to overturn her stomach and empty it completely.

Suddenly, a frightening thought flashed through Wen Qing's mind like lightning, making her heart beat faster. She couldn't help but think, could there be anything worse than this in the world? Could it be that she is pregnant?

As soon as this idea appeared, Wen Qing immediately shook her head desperately, trying to get this terrible speculation out of her mind. She told herself that this was just a baseless conjecture that would never become reality. Wen Qing was secretly glad that her health was normal two days ago, and she even came to her aunt on time, which made her feel a little more at ease.

However, Wen Qing was still troubled by this sudden doubt deep in her heart, and it was difficult to get rid of it. Although Wen Qing tried hard to convince herself to relax and not be troubled by this thought, she still could not completely let go. Wen Qing's body didn't seem to have fully adapted to this stormy feeling of uneasiness. She tried hard to control the uneasiness in her body and tried to turn her attention in other directions. But no matter how hard Wen Qing tried to divert her attention, her thinking always seemed to be out of control. Running wildly like a wild horse, it kept reminding her of the details she had inadvertently ignored before. At this moment, her heart seemed to be enveloped by a huge storm, and all the peace was broken. Wen Qing sat on pins and needles in her seat, her mind constantly wandering in the delicate balance between this frightening thought and her aunt. Her heartbeat echoed in the quiet room, and every beat reminded her of the possibility.

Then, a feeling of nausea came over her again, and Wen Qing had no choice but to hold on to the toilet and continue retching. But at this time there was no food in the stomach to spit out, and this uncomfortable feeling was really unbearable.

She only felt as if her whole body was being burned by a fierce fire, and every inch of her skin seemed to be suffering in the hot flames. It felt like it was deeply imprinted with an iron brand, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe. And the pain did not ease slightly as time went by. Instead, it burned in the blood and flowed more feverishly.

Wen Qing felt as if her throat was tightly grasped by a huge hand, strangling her breathing and making her unable to speak. Every breath became extremely difficult, as if every inhalation required all the strength of the body. At this moment, she couldn't think about anything else but wanted to get rid of the uncontrollable vomiting immediately.

However, this is not just a superficial issue. Every time she vomited, it felt like it was tearing her heart apart, making her feel both painful and helpless. The uncomfortable feeling was like millions of ants biting her heart, making it impossible for her to calm down. Although she tried her best not to think too much, the pain and vomiting deep inside her heart made her unable to calm down. I can only seek relief wholeheartedly, looking forward to the redemption that can take me out of this chaos and pain.