Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 173 The Resentful Couple (3)
The crystal light illuminates the figures of the two people together, just like the bi people walking out of the painting, they are beautiful to each other.

"Mr. Song is so kind to Ms. Jin!" The staff praised the couple enviously.

Jin Ziqi blushed, turned to look at herself in the mirror, subconsciously thought of Fang Qingyun's wedding dress, and asked the staff next to her on a whim, "Ms. Fang's wedding dress was designed by Mr. Qin Yuan?"

The staff member seemed to be very excited when he mentioned this, "Yes, at that time when it was delivered, it was favored by many customers. A handsome, rich and talented man like Mr. Qin is really going to become a rare animal!"

Jin Ziqi just smiled approvingly, but Song Qiyan turned his head and stared coldly at the staff, who was so frightened that the staff immediately fell silent, and finally they couldn't bear the stare anymore and found an excuse to slip away.

Song Qiyan snorted softly, then turned to look at Jin Ziqi, with a bit of viciousness and warning in his eyes.

"Jin Ziqi, Qin Yuan is a married man, and you are also a married woman. You can't have any ill-intentioned thoughts. He and his fiancée have been together for ten years. When you were single, you didn't think about spending your life together. What's more, now that it's done, you can't forcefully carve out a hole."

Then he paused and concluded: "He is not suitable for you."

Jin Ziqi was somewhat taken aback by his determined tone.

She didn't even know what nonsense he was talking about. When did she say that she was interested in Qin Yuan?
Being accused for no reason, Jin Ziqi couldn't help feeling unhappy, and retorted lightly: "I haven't gotten along with him before, how do you know that we are not suitable? A man who can play the violin and design wedding dresses must be very talented, and Such a man gets along day and night, and can also enrich and improve his quality of life."

"He's really not suitable." Song Qiyan frowned, with a look of disapproval, "He's been staying in France all these years. France, you know, the men there are all in love all day long, imitating the gentle and romantic way. Even if you scold him, he still maintains a hypocritical manner, as if he is very tolerant."

"It's the same when dealing with relationships. If you wake up one morning and suddenly want to divorce him, he will immediately pack up his luggage and leave without looking back. He doesn't even ask why, and he thinks he can let go."

"What this kind of man lacks is predatory nature. How can so many men and women in the world have so many instant gratifications? Many times, if they don't take the initiative to attack, how can they embrace a beautiful woman? He can't even do the most basic toughness Why should you rob me? You are very discerning in not choosing to marry a man like him. "

Jin Ziqi watched Song Qiyan in silence as he delivered a long speech.

The title of this article is summarized as "A Personal Analysis Report on Qin Yuan's Personality".

Although his words sound reasonable and there is no excessive personal attack, they have completely deviated from the principle of fairness and justice and are full of personal subjective emotions.

He seemed to feel that it was not thorough enough, and added: "You said that talent can improve the quality of life? Jin Ziqi, you can't be so blind! Van Gogh must have talent, Nietzsche must have talent, but they went crazy in the end. I never cared Are you talented? I only know that you are the Jin Ziqi I like, and it’s just Jin Ziqi."

After belittling the opponent, don't forget to praise your own affection, so that the two form a sharp contrast.

Jin Ziqi looked at Song Qiyan's mouth parched. The man had shown affection and tenderness to her just a moment ago, but at this moment he revealed his true nature, attacking the man she had inadvertently praised.

There is only one conclusion, and that is——

In the whole world, only Song Qiyan is the most suitable man for Jin Ziqi!

Only by choosing Song Qiyan, a perfect man who is full of tough attitude towards life and predatory towards love, can Jin Ziqi's gloomy life shine again!

"Song Qiyan, to be honest, I promised to marry you. Looking back now, it's the real ignorance of people. Why didn't I see how thick-skinned you were at that time?"

Jin Ziqi glanced at him, put the bouquet of flowers into his hand, turned around and went into the changing room.

Song Qiyan immediately realized that he was self-defeating, and hurriedly walked outside the changing room and said in a soft voice: "My wife, I was wrong, I know that you are devoted to me, am I not worried that Qin Yuan has something wrong with you?"

Suddenly there was a light coughing sound, Song Qiyan was already upset, he frowned and turned his head.

Qin Yuan was standing behind him, his face was not very good-looking, and his eyes were fixed on him.

A man is sitting on the sofa, waiting for an elegant and beautiful woman.

A woman is standing in front of a retro round mirror, admiring an elegant and beautiful bride.

Looking at it, the woman suddenly laughed, "Why do you think she is a little lonely?"

The man got up and walked over, put his arms around her gently, and smiled gently.

"What about now?"

Together they looked into the mirror.

Very beautiful and harmonious picture.

Bright mirrors reflect star-like white light.

Fang Qingyun just laughed and didn't answer.

Qin Yuan maintained this smile quietly, standing beside her like a breeze.

Then let her go, kissed her on the cheek, and left.

"I'll change clothes, then go down and drive to wait for you."

Fang Qingyun nodded and watched him off tenderly.

It wasn't until the back figure disappeared that she turned her gaze back and looked at the bride in the mirror who was still smiling. The bride said to her, "I still think you're a little lonely."

Qin Yuan turned around all night, and the gentle smile on his face gradually fell off.

Such a faint smile is like a mask firmly glued to his face.

However, there was no smile in those eyes, they were so gloomy that they seemed to drown their own soul.

He knew that he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to suffocate, and even had a little hysterical impulse.

It was a man's sadness and sadness, indescribable, deep and strong, like a volcano that had been silent for ten years, and it started to move in an instant, and the hot magma was ready to spew out at any time.

But he just suppressed himself desperately, no matter how great the pain was, he could only bury it deep in his heart.

So he was still smiling, smiling at the bride who appeared behind the curtain, and coaxing his fiancée with a smile.

Such a fake smile didn't completely disappear until he sat in the car.

The car door was locked, isolated from the world, and he leaned on the seat decadently, closing his tired eyes.

Qin Yuan lay on the steering wheel, as if his strength had been drained.

Ten fingers clasped the steering wheel, pale and ferocious, as if holding back strong emotions.

The underground parking lot was dimly lit, and he couldn't see his expression, but he kept one movement as if possessed by a demon.

(End of this chapter)