Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 83 Su Ningxue's Consent (3)
Jin Ziqi sent Song Qiyan out of the solemn villa, and Wei Liang's hand was held by Song Qiyan.

He didn't go to his home, but led her down the tree-lined avenue in the villa area. After a long time, he said, "Do you like Chinese or Western weddings?"

She looked at him in surprise, but he waited earnestly for her answer, his heart trembled, he put away those complicated thoughts, thought for a while and said, "It's okay, but I prefer Western style."

Song Qiyan made a note in his heart, and tightened his two hands, "Which jewelry designer do you want to design a wedding ring, Paloma＊Picasso or Beatriz＊Biagi?"

Jin Ziqi looked at Song Qiyan with a serious face, and looked away with a smile, but the feeling of being cherished in the palm of her hand still warmed her heart, "Actually, there is no need to be so grand, just buy one casually."

Song Qiyan frowned in disapproval, "Why aren't you grand? Marriage is a big event, once in a lifetime. Don't tell me you're married if you let me move your luggage from your house to mine?"

In fact, Jin Ziqi really wanted to say that's okay, but he kept his mouth shut when he saw Song Qiyan looking forward to the wedding.

They strolled down the tree-lined avenue, Song Qiyan was excitedly planning their wedding blueprint all the way, Jin Ziqi walked beside him, listening quietly.

Suddenly, a white Audi R8 passed by them, and the galloping speed kicked up dust all over the ground. Jin Ziqi looked back and saw that it was Qiao Nianzhao who had returned.

Perhaps Song Qiyan was in a good mood, so he didn't take that rude sports car to heart.

Jin Ziqi stopped suddenly, as if she remembered something important, she stood there looking at him.

"What's the matter?" Song Qiyan turned to look at her puzzled.

Jin Ziqi raised their tightly clasped hands, and put his other hand on it, which felt a bit cold.

"Song Qiyan, are you really sure you want to marry me?"

She asked very seriously, and even increased the strength of her hands, but Song Qiyan frowned because of this.

Jin Ziqi looked back at the villa where the Jin family lived, his eyes fluctuated, "You know? There are too many secrets hidden in that villa, and it is very likely that none of them are good things. Maybe you will be implicated and troubled by it in the future. Maybe when At that time, we didn’t have the happiness we imagined, and the Jin family always had weird personalities.”

The crease between Song Qiyan's brows got deeper and deeper, but Jin Ziqi said to herself, she turned her face and looked straight into his deep eyes, "If you really decide to marry me, you will never go back on your word."

"The Jin family will not get divorced. Even if it is a wrong marriage, they will continue to make mistakes until they step into the grave." This is probably the reason why my parents still live under the same roof with respect...

However, she didn't say the second half of the sentence, and she couldn't tell people about her parents' marriage that seemed glamorous but was actually riddled with holes.

"Where is there so much nonsense, why are you thinking about divorce before you are married?" Song Qiyan said unhappily.

The hand held by Jin Ziqi pulled hard, and when she staggered towards him, he pulled out his hand, wrapped her around her waist, lowered his head, grabbed her lips, and kissed her deeply.

"It's too late for you to regret it now!" He proudly declared his right to occupy.

Jin Ziqi looked at this big man who sometimes had a childish temper, and was inexplicably moved. He took the initiative to put his hands around his body, and put his face against his beating heart, "Thank you, Song Qiyan."

The two walked back and forth and returned to the gate of Jin's villa.

"Go in." Song Qiyan opened the door for her gentlemanly, and stood there watching her go in.

Jin Ziqi walked a few steps in and then turned back, looked at Song Qiyan hesitating for a while before he said slowly, "There will be a parent-child baseball game in so-and-so's kindergarten next Thursday, do you want to go?"

Song Qiyan turned from the initial confusion to the final surprise. He was so happy that he couldn't find the north, but he quickly pointed to his injured left arm worriedly, "Is this all right?"

Jin Ziqi looked at the bewildered Song Qiyan with a smile, and asked tentatively, "Then shall I let Yin Li go?"

"Do you dare?!" The man who was still anxious immediately turned dark, "Why are we a family of three, why are you joining in the fun? It's just agreed, and we will go shopping for preparations tomorrow morning."

After finishing speaking, without giving Jin Ziqi a chance to repent, he rushed back to his villa.

She could vaguely hear him taking out his mobile phone and making a call while walking, "Zou Xiang, cancel all my work schedule next Thursday, by the way, check which department store in this city has good quality sports equipment?"

When Jin Ziqi walked back to the Jin family's villa, he vaguely heard the sound of quarreling coming from inside.

"If it wasn't for Jin Ziqi, my mother would still be by my side, not for her..."

"Enough!" Su Ningxue's stern voice interrupted Qiao Nianzhao's sobs, "It seems that your memory is not very good, as I said, I don't want to hear anything about that matter again in my life .”

"Why don't you let me say, do you think you can hide the truth?"

"Zhaoer stop talking!" Jin Zhaodong's voice was no longer as kind as it used to be to Qiao Nianzhao.

"Why, why both of you have to help Jin Ziqi, have you ever thought about my feelings, I lost my mother and family because of this, and I was reduced to going to the orphanage to compete with others for food..."

Qiao Nianzhao's voice was almost hysterical, accompanied by the sound of porcelain falling to the ground.

Jin Ziqi frowned, and couldn't help but quicken her pace, because the answer she had been wanting to know all these years was in the villa!

Just when she was approaching, Aunt Hong suddenly called from the side, "Miss, are you back?"

Also because of Aunt Hong's loud shout, the noise in the room stopped abruptly.

Jin Ziqi turned around and saw someone sitting next to the swing in the garden eating snacks, and Aunt Hong was standing behind her, looking at herself with a smile, "Has Mr. Song gone back?"

"Yes." Jin Ziqi nodded in response, but kept looking at Aunt Hong.

For some reason, she always felt that Aunt Hong was guarding the courtyard on purpose, and just now she called her to indirectly remind the people in the house.

Jin Ziqi glanced at Jin Moumou, who was sitting on a small bench eating happily. She used to sit there and drink afternoon tea because she couldn't hear the movement in the room.

"Aunt Hong, do you also have something to hide from me?"

Aunt Hong felt a little uncomfortable being judged by Jin Ziqi, she chuckled, "What can I hide from Miss, the weather has been a bit cold recently, I have to bring the young master inside." After finishing speaking, she went to the swing .

Jin Ziqi didn't ask any more questions, turned around and opened the door to go in, and what came to him was a strangely quiet atmosphere, and the blue and white porcelain on the table was lying on the ground in pieces at the moment.

(End of this chapter)