The driver sent Song Lingyue to the door of the house, and before getting out of the car, he gave her a large paper bag, saying that it was explained by Nicholas Chen and must be given to her.

Song Lingyue knew that it was the bag of money, since the gunfire transaction was fake, then this money naturally did not have to be given to Chairman Ding, and it was sent by Xia Yeqing, Chen Tingfeng naturally disdained to accept it, and couldn't help but feel funny, everyone's favorite money has actually become a hot potato.

After thinking about it, she still carried it home, the Xia family was gone, and the summer night was clear, I was afraid that life would be difficult, this money, or where to go back and forth, so that she could feel at ease.

Nicholas Chen didn't allow her to go to Jinkaimen to dance during this time, so she could only work hard to make her business bigger, her wallet was full, and she had the confidence to speak.

Early this morning, on the central street, a fashionably dressed lady entered a shop that was about to be transferred, and in a short time, the owner and the man in the shop sent the lady out respectfully.

When the lady got into the car, she turned to the boss and said, "Since we have negotiated, we will go tomorrow to change the deed and paperwork of this shop, and my people will come to renovate the day after tomorrow, and you should be faster." ”

The boss nodded again and again, "Yes, Mrs. Rong, we don't have many things, one day is enough time to free up, you can decorate." ”

The lady answered, got into the rickshaw, and left the central street.

Ten days later, a new clothing store opened, with a huge plaque carved with three large gold characters of "Flower Xiangrong", the shop decoration was luxurious, the shop was so big, on the opening day, it overshadowed the limelight of all clothing shops in Kyoto.

In the afternoon of the same day, Song Lingyue, as Miss Moon, took several official wives to Hua Xiangrong to make clothes, and also pointed out that her clothes and dance clothes in the future would have to be made by Hua Xiangrong.

The next day, Miss Moon's photo of Hua Xiangrong was published in the newspaper, which undoubtedly gave Hua Xiangrong free publicity and earned enough limelight.

Within a few days, there were rumors in Kyoto City, this shop was run by Mrs. Rong, with the support of big people behind it, and even the first lady in Kyoto came here to make clothes, and also wore their clothes to go out on major occasions, specializing in the clothes of famous nobles, and some were distinguished guests, and they were in the limelight for a while, and they were famous in Kyoto.

A month has passed in a flash, and in this month, Song Lingyue was almost dizzy, although she didn't have to go to Jinkaimen, but there was a banquet invited by a big person, and she still had to go, firstly, to maintain the name of the first lady in Kyoto, and secondly, to promote Hua Xiangrong's clothes.

The new flower Xiangrong was opened in the name of Rong's mother, but the actual person who operated it was still Song Lingyue, just to avoid people's eyes and ears, and also to block Nicholas Chen's mouth, so he had to make this decision.

Hua Xiangrong's business is booming day by day, and the National Police Agency and the Tax Department are changing seasons to make clothes, and a lot of work is behind him, and he is busy until dark every day.

However, the hard harvest is also fruitful, and in the past month, Song Lingyue has earned more money than she earned from dancing in Jinkaimen, and with the savings on hand, she already has a lot of money.

Money is a dead thing in his hand, Song Lingyue is a person who can plan, and the house she lives in is rented every month, and it is not a way, so Song Lingyue decided to buy a piece of land and build a house.

After inquiring about a few places, Song Lingyue finally bought a piece of land in a suitable place, perhaps because she was lucky, this land was very close to the former Song Mansion, half an hour's walk, if she was lucky enough to take back the Song Mansion, it would be very convenient to live in the future.

After the title deed was completed, Song Lingyue found someone to design the drawings of the house, and found all the craftsmen, and began to build the house, waiting for the completion of the new home.

That afternoon, Song Lingyue returned home from the construction site of the house, and before she reached the bedroom, the housekeeper called her to answer the phone, it was Chen Tingfeng who called, Song Lingyue threw down her hat and went to the telephone room.

"You've been thinking about it for a long time, shouldn't you give me an answer?" Nicholas Chan went straight to the point as soon as he came up.

Song Lingyue held the microphone and hesitated, "Commander, is there no third way?" Can't you just let me go? ”

Nicholas Chen sighed on the other end of the phone, "That's it! Let's go to Kimpaim tonight and we'll see you! ”

Song Lingyue thought about it, and finally there was going to be a break, so she responded, "Okay, I'll change my clothes and go." ”

An hour later, Song Lingyue rushed to Jinkaimen, and as soon as she got out of the car, she saw that Nicholas Chen's car had stopped at the door, and she didn't have time to say hello to Song Lang, so she went directly to Nicholas Chen's box.

Nicholas Chen wore a very formal suit today, and when Song Lingyue entered, he was sitting on the sofa, holding red wine, tasting it slowly.

"Commander, I'm late!" Song Lingyue walked over and said.

Nicholas Chen put down the cup and glanced at her, she was wearing a Western-style lace dress today, her long hair was tied up high, her temperament was elegant, it was different from the past, she was eye-catching, nodded and pointed to the position on her side.

"It's not too late, as long as you come, it's never too late, you're beautiful today, it's very different from before."

Song Lingyue smiled, "Thank you Commander for the compliment." Dafang sat down.

"Drinking?" Nicholas Chen pointed to the wine glass.

Song Lingyue didn't want to drink, but then she thought that she was going to make a break with him today, she had always had no confidence in front of Nicholas Chen, as the saying goes, "wine is strong and intimidating", drinking a little wine may be able to give her courage, and nodded.

"Then I'll accompany the commander to drink a little less."

Nicholas Chen poured her more than half a glass, turned the wine bottle in his hand, and said with a smile: "Today's red wine is different from the sweet red wine drunk in the past, this is an authentic French red wine, although the price is not expensive, but it was transported by plane after several twists and turns, you have to drink a little more today." ”

Song Lingyue didn't know that there were so many differences between this wine, in her opinion, wine was nothing more than that, whether foreign or domestic, it didn't taste good, it was just something that the men had fun at the banquet.

But Nicholas Chen said solemnly, he couldn't help but look at the wine bottle a few more times, it was indeed different from what he drank on weekdays, the wine bottle was beautiful and elegant like a swan, thinking about it, he suddenly felt that this wine was also a lot more expensive.

Song Lingyue and Chen Tingfeng touched their glasses, raised the glass and took a sip gently, it is indeed different from the wine on weekdays, the taste is extended, and there is a trace of bitterness in the first mouth, which is very unaccustomed, but under the careful tasting, there is a faint floral fragrance, with a unique style and endless aftertaste.

"This wine is really different, bitter and sweet."

Nicholas Chen shook the wine glass in his hand and said approvingly: "Being able to drink this taste means that this wine is very suitable for you." ”

The conversation changed again, and his tone became very solemn, "If you like it, when we get married, I will use this wine to entertain the guests." ”

Song Lingyue secretly smiled bitterly, how many people in Kyoto have difficulty even filling their stomachs, but he can airlift red wine from France to entertain guests, sure enough, Zhumen wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

Nicholas Chen didn't react when he saw that she heard this sentence, and looked at her strangely, did he not hear it clearly, or did he deliberately ignore it? I couldn't help but ask again, "What do you think about the wedding?" ”

Song Lingyue actually heard it very clearly, but she didn't know how to answer, so she pretended to be in a daze, and when she heard him ask, her hand subconsciously clenched her fist and stood for a long time before she said, "Commander, I can't marry you." ”

"Hmm!" Nicholas Chan responded: "I know this, what I am asking is your choice, you must choose a path, have you forgotten?" ”

"I haven't forgotten, but I don't want to choose either path. Isn't it enough that I will leave Kimgate incognito, and I promise not to disturb your life? ”

Nicholas Chen didn't want to talk nonsense on this issue, glanced up at her, and asked coldly: "Marry me, or leave Kyoto, which one to choose?" ”

"Commander, I beg you to ......"

"Which one to choose?" Nicholas Chen accentuated his tone again.

Song Lingyue's nervous heart jumped to her throat, and Nicholas Chen's cold face was expressionless, but it was permeated with layers of coldness, as if he could pull out a gun and kill her in the next second.

In fact, no, he seemed to be forever inscrutable, and after a moment of silence, he opened his mouth, as if trying to convince her, "Marry me!" As long as you are obedient, I will be good to you in the future. ”

Song Lingyue's nails picked at her palms, and the red nail polish on her head was rubbed off, and a small piece of it was stained on the sweat-soaked skin, which was not embarrassing, but extremely uncomfortable.

"You don't want to marry me, do you have someone you like? Or is it because you think I'm a rough guy and hate me? Nicholas Chen asked again.

Song Lingyue was still silent and didn't speak, Chen Tingfeng snorted in his mouth, got up and walked over, half-squatted in front of her, looked up at her with a pair of bright big eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Since it's so difficult, then forget it, tomorrow morning, I'll send you on the train to the south." ”

"Commander, why are you pushing me like this? I'm just a girl, and I said I'd be incognito, can't you believe me? ”

Chen Tingfeng's eyes were cold, he grabbed Song Lingyue's wrist with one hand, tightened his fingers, and said coldly: "Xiaoyue, do you really think I'm so easy to fool?" I know what you've done in the past month, you're different from those women outside, so I have to think about it carefully. ”

Song Lingyue's wrist was painful when he grabbed it, but he didn't dare to squeak, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it, it seems that this time it is not so easy to escape, it is impossible to marry him, so he can only leave Kyoto.

It's not that she is reluctant to give up money and shops, it's just that she grew up in Kyoto, and her parents' mausoleum is still here.

"Answer me, go, or stay?" Nicholas Chen increased the force in his hand, as if he was going to break her wrist alive.

Song Lingyue gritted her teeth, "I'll go, I'll listen to your arrangement, I'll leave early tomorrow morning, go far away, and never come back." ”

"Is this what you are talking about? Would you rather go than follow me, your Kyoto No. 1 lady, your flower Xiangrong, don't want it anymore? ”

"Don't do it, I'm too busy to take care of myself, where can I take care of those external things, if the commander doesn't dislike it, just take the flowers away! It will be regarded as if I have repaid your money, and in the future, we will not owe each other. ”

Nicholas Chen let go of her, stood up, and nodded heavily, "Okay, I don't owe each other, I understand, then I will fulfill you." Let's go! I'll send you home one last time. ”