"Did you get drunk?" Xiao Su asked, "You know I don’t care about her."
"I don’t care if you care or not," Han Fangli laughed, "But Cheng Yuqing once said sothing that makes sense: it’s rare to find soone sincere. She did have a period of true feelings for you, and I’m a bit envious."
"Now, all her true feelings are given to Song Mo, won’t be given to anyone else."
He felt it.
Perhaps the two of them really could be happy for a lifeti, the more he thought about it, the sadder it beca.
"Deal with your own sorrow." Xiao Su replied, hanging up the phone, prompting Han Fangli to laugh aloud.
Wasn’t he a bit concerned, too?
During that minute of silence, what was Xiao Su thinking?
Probably only the person themselves knows.
The next day.
"The eighth of next month."
In the private room, Xiao Su suddenly ntioned a date, attracting everyone’s attention.
Han Fangli was the first to react: "Engagent date?"
"Yes." Xiao Su took out the invitation, after all, families like theirs place great importance on engagent and wedding ceremonies, and will definitely distribute invitations to guests.
For reasons unknown, after notifying Han Fangli of the engagent ti, Xiao Su went to the booth.
"Interested in checking it out?" Han Fangli asked, "I guess you don’t really care, but haven’t you t that Qin Zhiyao yet? Aren’t you curious?"
Ah Chen looked up: "Why be curious?"
Han Fangli shook his head and carried fried mushrooms to the small table: "Fine."
He did not say more.
Returning ho from the stall, Song Mo wrapped an arm around Ah Chen’s waist, sticking close to her, and didn’t want to do anything.
"What’s wrong?" Ah Chen asked.
"Is Chenchen still concerned about him?"
"I’ve never cared about him," Ah Chen chuckled, "Would you be happy if I said it’s not who cares about him?"
Song Mo lifted his head, looking at her smile, feeling completely cheerful, he was happy, and he believed her, no matter what Chenchen said, he believed.
"Chenchen, I really like you."
He kissed her, feeling he’d never get tired of kissing her for a lifeti.
Such a wonderful Chenchen—wanting to hide and kiss her slowly.
Not wanting to show her to others, not wanting others to discover her goodness.
He realized that Han Fangli genuinely cared about Chenchen, even if Chenchen didn’t care about him, he still wasn’t happy, but this wasn’t Chenchen’s fault—it was the guy’s fault for not being aware, as Chenchen was already his wife, his mind should not wander unethically.
"Chenchen, I can’t live without you."
"Without you, I can’t survive."
Ah Chen responded to him: "Then long into the future, after leaving this world, give your soul. Even if you’re dead, you’ll still be mine, so you won’t ever leave ."
"Okay." Song Mo replied without hesitation; he didn’t even consider what the statent ant, as long as she wanted him, whether it was himself or his soul.
Whatever she wanted, he would give her.
Xiao Su’s engagent party was lively, receiving many blessings, and no one caused trouble. Yet, sohow, he felt a bit distracted.
"Are you tired?" Qin Zhiyao asked.
Xiao Su rubbed his temples: "I guess."
"Then take a good rest today." Qin Zhiyao advised.
Xiao Su pulled her and smiled: "Okay."
He shouldn’t dwell on those unrelated thoughts, thinking that Li Chen would make a scene—it was really nonsense, things that only happen in TV dramas.
Six months later, Xiao Su and Qin Zhiyao got married.
It should have been a greatly desired matter, yet his heart still felt empty, but he quickly brushed aside this strange idea. Qin Zhiyao was the person he liked, and now he had fulfilled his wishes; this was what he wanted.
At another gathering, Xiao Su brought Qin Zhiyao, ng Sheng also brought his girlfriend who was still in college, and Cheng Yuqing brought her current boyfriend.
Lin Jiajia didn’t bring anyone; she didn’t look as lively as usual. I heard she was also getting engaged, but nobody asked much about it—the Lin Family didn’t value daughters much, so this marriage evidently wasn’t very beneficial for Lin Jiajia personally.
Better not to bring it up.
Han Fangli was still alone, seeing so many couples, he smiled.
In his view, Cheng Yuqing was probably the one who truly found what she wanted—her boyfriend was courteous, genuinely respectful, and considerate towards her. Looking at Cheng Yuqing’s gaze, perhaps it was mutual sincerity? After all, there aren’t many fools in the world who would voluntarily chase after cold shoulders.
"It’s lively, isn’t it? It’s been a while since we’ve had such a lively gathering." He said, "Today we’ll have a great ti since there are so many people."
Heard that Wei Hui squandered all his money, even sold all his properties.
Just his level of spending could actually last a long ti, but unfortunately, he offended many people, soone set him up, and that’s not how he got trapped.
He had long blocked Wei Hui; without receiving any phone calls, he didn’t know if the others had received calls or not.
But no one ntioned this matter, he wouldn’t bring it up himself.
"Whether or not it lasts doesn’t matter, as long as he gets what he wants, just go with it—this young master eats this kind of thing up, making money is all that matters. I’m not Li Chen, I won’t genuinely care about these young masters. Whatever they want, I’ll act accordingly—they want dignity, but I need money, alright? Sigh, so want dignity while I lack money."
"Alright, let’s not talk about it more, I have to go back and accompany that young master—talking too much with you might affect my performance."
The next room was silent; only then did Cheng Yuqing leave.
She suddenly chuckled; it turns out the person just now was ng Sheng’s girlfriend.
She wasn’t laughing at the girl; she was laughing at ng Sheng.
Is this the girl he relentlessly pursued as pure-hearted and down-to-earth?
There are many sincere girls in this world, but ng Sheng probably won’t find them—only the ones acting will he like more. Cheng Yuqing laughed aloud, then returned to the private room.
She had no intention of exposing anything.
She was just a cold observer!
Regardless of others’ affairs, let them be.
"Those people were a bit odd today." Back in the car, her boyfriend said to Cheng Yuqing.
A couple who appeared to be mismatched but pretended to be affectionate.
Another pair: a wealthy heir and a common girl—one pretends to be a passionate protector, the other performs convincingly, cooperating as much as possible.
One silently drinking since sitting down, hardly speaking.
One smiling since sitting down, not knowing at what he was laughing, yet deep in his eyes, there wasn’t any real laughter.
Cheng Yuqing said: "It’s a big world; it’s normal to have so odd people, right?"
"True."
"Let’s have a good relationship, better than anything else." She said, "If it feels right, let’s get married and live together."
"Alright."
"Tomorrow I’ll take you to a nice place," Cheng Yuqing smiled.
"Where?"
"I’ll tell you tomorrow."
The next day, Cheng Yuqing took her boyfriend to Ah Chen’s stall to drink mushroom soup.
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