Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 190 If I Love Him, At What Price! (3)
"You like him?"

Yin Li knew her well, and the sweetness and determination in her tone still couldn't escape his ears.

Jin Ziqi didn't want to argue. These days, she also thought a lot.

It is not her habit to rely on a person like this and often lose her composure in front of him.

This has completely surpassed the self-control she was so proud of in the past.

So much so that sometimes she was even afraid, if one day Song Qiyan got tired of her and thought she was incomprehensible, could they continue to maintain this hard-won marriage like this?
Jin Ziqi squeezed the water glass with both hands, which also revealed her disordered mood.

After all, love is needed.

When all the dust settles, there still needs to be love to make their life more beautiful!
She breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked at Yin Li with some annoyance: "A Li, if I love him, what will be the price for a family heir like us?"

Yin Li met her slightly sad eyes, was stunned for a moment, then covered her with a clear smile, and raised his hand to mess up her smooth long hair, "Why, Princess Jin is scared?"

Before she could speak, he said again: "Since you are in love, love bravely. At worst, you will return to the original point, and you won't have nothing. At most, you will be beaten back to your original shape."

Back to the original form...

Do you really no longer believe in love when you are alone again?

But he smiled to himself, drank the glass of water in his hand, and turned to look at her: "I have already mixed the wine, and I will send the bartender in the bar to Shengshihaoting the day after tomorrow."

"Aren't you going?" Jin Ziqi realized something was wrong, "Aren't you going to my wedding?"

Yin Li cast his eyes on the gauze curtain in the distance, "The day after tomorrow is the World Fancy Bartender Competition, as you know, the old man has never believed me, so I have to prove it to him once."

Jin Ziqi was silent, and Yin Li looked at her with his mouth slightly open for a long time without saying a word.

Finally he got up and said goodbye, "It's getting late, I have to go back and pack my luggage."

For the first time in these years, Jin Ziqi went up and hugged this man who looked a little depressed under the light.

"Ali, come on!"

Yin Li was taken aback, then hugged her back and smiled softly, "Happy newlyweds."

Jin Ziqi nodded, the corners of his eyes were moist, and he smiled gratefully.

After sending Yin Li away, Song Qiyan was still talking with Jin Zhaodong in the study but did not come out.

But seeing Su Ningxue who just came back at the gate, she lowered the car window, "Ziqi, come to my room."

When Jin Ziqi walked into Su Ningxue's bedroom, he saw his mother sitting by the bed.

And on the violet-colored bed sheet, there are sheets of paper, big and small.

Su Ningxue's room is very low-key, yet elegant and noble invisibly.

Only this time did Jin Ziqi truly realize that her parents seemed to have been separated for a long time.

After closing the door again, Jin Ziqi purposely called out: "Mom."

Su Ningxue just looked up at her, said "Here we come", and then concentrated on sorting the papers of different sizes in her hands.

It was only when I got closer that I saw that there were blank papers on the bed, all of which were real estate deeds or transfer letters from shopping malls.

If Jin Ziqi still doesn't understand, then he will pretend to be the confirmed heir of the Jin family.

"These were given to me by your grandfather and grandmother when I got married. You can bring them with you when you get married this time."

Su Ningxue made an overview, and handed a stack of important papers to Jin Ziqi.

Jin Ziqi didn't raise his hand to pick it up, "Mom, the dowry father has already agreed, you can hide these yourself."

If Su Ningxue and Jin Zhaodong's marriage was happy and harmonious, she might still consider accepting it, but in the current situation, how could she have the nerve to remove all her mother's dowry?

"Are you worried that I will have to rely on your father for everything in the future?" Su Ningxue explained her worry in one word.

Jin Ziqi didn't deny it, but Su Ningxue smiled: "Do you think that your mother has been in business for so many years, and she won't even leave a way out for herself?"

"I still have 200 million in my bank account, and I still get my salary every month, and I don't need to pay for the family's expenses. Even if I have to leave Jin's house one day in the future, I won't starve to death."

"Mom!" Hearing Su Ningxue casually mentioned the word "leave the Jin family", Jin Ziqi couldn't help but tighten his heart, and reached out to hold her hand, "You still have me."

Su Ningxue nodded with a smile: "I understand, I was just making an analogy just now."

She took Jin Ziqi's hand and put the stack of papers, "Qiyan gave that piece of land to the Jin family, and we can't ask for it in vain. The exchange of these things into cash is no less than that piece of land. Hold your head up."

In the heart of the world's parents, what Su Ningxue thought was only to let her not be wronged in the Song family.

Jin Ziqi looked at Su Ningxue, her mother should have been extremely beautiful when she was young, perhaps Song Qiyan's words describing her would be more appropriate for her mother, who exudes the temperament of a traditional Chinese scholarly family.

Putting aside that glamorous demeanor, Su Ningxue would be a delicate rose.

The plant known as the queen of flowers is atmospheric, simple and elegant.

She couldn't help replaying the scene in the Prosperous Palace again in her mind, with Qiao Nan's name lingering on her lips.

"Go to bed early these days to maintain your strength, and you may be very tired on the wedding day."

Looking at the faint smile in Su Ningxue's eyes, Jin Ziqi couldn't bear to mention Qiao Nan after all.

She didn't want to bring up Su Ningxue's past that she didn't want to recall because of her own curiosity.

When Jin Ziqi came out of Su Ningxue's room, he also saw the study door open, and Song Qiyan was standing at the door.

Both of them tacitly held a file bag in their hands.

There was a flash of understanding in each other's eyes, it seemed that both Su Ningxue and Jin Zhaodong wanted to make up for Song Qiyan's loss.

Unexpectedly, the couple didn't agree in advance, so they gave double copies.

Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan looked at each other, then went back to the bedroom together calmly.

The two combined the land deed and the mall transfer letter in the file bag and put them into one bag.

Now that they have all been sent away, of course there is no reason to return them.

Don't forget that Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan are also in business, and they are the ones who are talking about profiteers.

One father doesn't love, one mother doesn't love, no wonder the senior monk of Fanyin Temple said that they are a match made in heaven!

Jin Ziqi handed the bulging document bag to Song Qiyan, but Song Qiyan squinted and lay on the toffee chair. She patted him on the shoulder with the document bag, "Hey, take the one for you!"

As she spoke, her red lips pursed involuntarily, and her eyes glanced at his face from time to time.

There is a little bit of the squeamishness of everyone's daughter in her demeanor, and she looks like a lily that is just about to bloom.

(End of this chapter)