Hundreds of millions of heirs force marriage step by step: I don't want you to capture me

Chapter 62 Candlelight Dinner
"Aren't you going to speculate in foreign exchange again? I warn you, it was an extraordinary situation last time, and you must never speculate in foreign exchange in the future. High returns are accompanied by high risks. A friend of mine's husband made 100 million stocks, greedy, thinking I made more money, but in the end I not only lost the 100 million I earned, but also lost more than 20 principal.”

Xue Zhongyang chuckled, "Am I so useless?"

Song Dezhi said sternly, "That man is from a financial investment company and has a master's degree in economics!"

"so what?"

"Xue Zhongyang, you are not allowed to speculate in foreign exchange. The income is high, but the risk is greater. We are doing well now, we have a house, and the income is not bad. I am very satisfied."

"You are so easily satisfied, I don't know whether to be happy or helpless!"

Song Dezhi glared at him, "Marrying me is a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes, so cherish it!"

"Yes! Blessings cultivated in ten lifetimes!" He said solemnly, Song Dezhi was embarrassed by his appearance.

"Look, are the stars outside beautiful?"

Xue Zhongyang looked at the blue sky through the glass window.Tonight's weather is clear and the starry night is bright. Looking at the stars on the mountain, those distant stars seem to be much closer, giving people the illusion that they can pull a star down as long as they stretch out their hands.

"It's beautiful! In the city, you can't see the stars." The fog was so severe that the stars were all covered.

The restaurant on the top floor of Fragrant Hills Hotel rotates every 10 minutes. Every time they rotate, their positions change accordingly, and different stars can be seen through the transparent glass roof above their heads.Xue Zhongyang seems to be very familiar with the stars.In Song Dezhi's eyes, they were just stars, but Xue Zhongyang made her look like a hunter or a little bear?Does it look like a lion?
It's a pity that Song Dezhi's imagination is poor, and he really can't see where he looks like a hunter, where he looks like a bear, and where he looks like a lion.

"Big Dipper, you should know it, right?"

"I know this!"

"You like astronomy? I see you are familiar with the stars."

"Hobby." Xue Zhongyang looked sadly in his eyes, looked at Song Dezhi, opened his mouth, and said, "Actually, my liking for astronomy has something to do with my father! I remember when I was eight years old , I was very happy to receive a Halley telescope. I thought my father wanted me to know more about the universe, so I read a lot of astronomy books in the library during that year."

Song Dezhi rested his chin and listened with great interest, "You are interested in astronomy, so why didn't you study astronomy later?"

Xue Zhongyang shook his head, "On my ninth birthday, I received another exactly the same Halley telescope!"

"what?"

Xue Zhongyang slowly explained, "Actually, my father didn't give me that Halley telescope, but my father's secretary bought it for me. My father was too busy with work, so he didn't have time to choose gifts for me. And I used to My father’s secretary chose my birthday gifts for me. My father’s secretary is an astronomy enthusiast. When I was nine years old, he forgot what gift he gave me when I was eight years old. Gave me a Halley telescope.

fun, right? "

Song Dezhi didn't think it was funny, Song Dezhi felt consciously sad when he heard it, the child needed love the most, and the father who existed as a superman didn't even have time to choose a gift for the child.

Tonight is a special day. Song Dezhi didn't want to see Xue Zhongyang sad, so he changed the subject and said, "Do you know what was the most gift I received when I was young?"

"Barbie doll?"

Song Dezhi looked at Xue Zhongyang speechlessly, "When I was young, I was not interested in those girls' things."

Thinking of her original room, which was simple and clean, without even dolls, and with inspirational words on the wall, it was hard for Xue Zhongyang to imagine what Song Dezhi looked like when he was a child.

"I'm greedy, so every time I celebrate my birthday, my parents will take me out of the restaurant! I can eat whatever I want. When I was eight years old, I gained [-] pounds, which scared my parents so much that they began to control I slowly lost weight because of my diet. I used to only eat meat, never vegetables! I didn’t even eat white rice!”

Xue Zhongyang secretly laughed, which annoyed Song Dezhi, "Hey! Don't laugh at me!"

"No wonder, you never showed me pictures of your childhood! It turns out...you don't look good now, and you used to look even uglier!"

"I was very cute when I was a child." Song Dezhi argued.

"Then why don't you show me your childhood photos?"

"No more. When my parents divorced, I was very angry, so I cut up all the photos of my dad, including the photos of my dad and my mom. Most of the photos of me when I was a child were with my dad. photo."

"Adults have an adult's life, you are their daughter, and you can't interfere too much."

"I know."

After finishing this sentence, the topic cannot continue.

On the way, taking the opportunity to go to the bathroom, Song Dezhi called Aunt Qin, the nurse, and asked about his mother's condition. Her mother was in good condition and would be discharged from the hospital soon, so Song Dezhi felt relieved.

Lao Wang was also with his mother in the hospital. Seeing that man caring about his mother, Song Dezhi felt a little relieved.

……

Western food, steak, salad, red wine... Song Dezhi likes Chinese food with good color and fragrance, but doesn't like Western food very much. He ate a medium-rare steak, drank some red wine, and put down his knife and fork.

"Not to your taste?"

"I don't like western food very much."

"You didn't tell me sooner."

"I didn't know you brought me to a candlelight dinner?" Song Dezhi stuck out his tongue playfully, "Although I don't like western food, I like this atmosphere very much.

People say that when you look at a beauty under the light, the beauty is even more beautiful. Zhong Yang, when I look at you by candlelight, I also find that you are even more handsome. "Song Dezhi flirted with him openly, Xue Zhongyang sneered slightly, and coughed a few times to hide his discomfort.

"Bullshit!"

Xue Zhongyang's face was slightly red, Song Dezhi finished eating, and the stars were tired of watching, so he began to pick the man opposite Dou.

She took off her high heels, raised her leg, and groped for his calf through the trousers. Xue Zhongyang looked up at the mischievous woman, and said seriously, "Don't make trouble!"

The dining table is small, covered with a thick wine-red tablecloth, just enough to cover up all the "undercurrents" under the table.

"Zhongyang..."

"kindness?"

Song Dezhi originally wanted to tease him, but seeing his expression was so amusing, she became bolder, and directly squeezed her feet between his legs, and bumped into his "little brother"!
"Take it!" The knife and fork in Xue Zhongyang's hand fell on the table and touched the edge of the plate, making a crisp sound.

The troublesome foot was caught by Xue Zhongyang and pinched in his hand. Song Dezhi struggled, "Don't dare!" Xue Zhongyang didn't let go of her foot, and held it in the palm of his hand through the tablecloth to play with.

"Zhizhi's feet are beautiful."

Small, fair, crystal clear, with faint blood vessels visible under the fair skin, and round nails, Xue Zhongyang likes it very much, but Song Dezhi doesn't like it.

"let me go!"

"Don't let go, you provoked me!" He had an innocent face.

(End of this chapter)