Chapter 20 Shi Cuiping's forced marriage
On Monday, Song Wen came to the newspaper office early,
Lin Haiyang saw him coming in from the window, sighed in his heart, and beckoned, "Old Song, come to my office." ”
Song Wen's waist was quite straight, and as soon as he closed the door, he heard Lin Haiyang ask: "Didn't you tell you to go to Hujiang on Monday to report?" ”
"Old classmate, I think it's better for us to spread things out and make things clear."
Song Wen didn't wait for him to let go, sat directly opposite him, and glanced at his teacup: "I soaked Longjing early in the morning, and I will enjoy it." ”
"What the hell do you husband and wife want!"
Lin Haiyang propped up the desk with both hands, roaring in a low voice, his face hideous.
"Money, more money, give enough money and I'll leave, and the whole family will get out of here."
"How much do you want? You're blackmailing! You don't have any evidence at all. ”
"Yes, I didn't have evidence in the past, but now I have. The fact that you have been threatened by me again and again proves everything. You sue me for blackmail. ”
Song Wen hugged his shoulders and was proud.
"It's too much, you ......"
Lin Haiyang sat down dejectedly: "Okay, hurry up, how much do you want?" ”
"Old classmate, I know you won't have so much money, but Miss Shi has, the Shi family is a newspaper tycoon, as long as you become the Shi family's concubine, fame and fortune, you can still hold the beauty, what a good thing, now, I just advance a little salary from your future income."
Lin Haiyang sneered: "Guixian and his wife are really husband and wife, Mrs. Song asked me to pay in installments, and also declared that she would not charge me interest, and you have begun to advance my future income here." ”
"As the saying goes, a good meal is not afraid of being late, you are a promising person, and you can't afford to capsize in the gutter for this little thing." Song Wen put on a heartfelt look.
"Tell me a price."
"Ten gold bars."
Song Wen stretched out a slap and turned it inside out, and Lin Haiyang gasped: "What a big appetite." ”
"Old classmate, what is this compared to the benefits you will get in the future."
"How can I believe that you won't threaten me again, I can't trust you husband and wife."
Song Wen thought for a while: "I'll leave when I get the money, and I'll never set foot here." ”
Lin Haiyang waved his hand helplessly: "Let me think about it, I can't take out so much for a while." ”
Song Wen opened the door to go out, and Lin Haiyang asked, "Miss Fan, are you ......?"
"It's not." Song asked to answer categorically.
He walked out of the building of Pujiang Evening News proudly, only to feel that the sun was shining exceptionally brightly today, and even the sound of the newsboy at the corner of the building was so pleasant. Not wanting to meet Xiao Jinbao again, he called a rickshaw to go home. Walking through a street corner, I watched the patrolman running with batons and trumpets from a distance.
"What's going on?"
He asked.
The coachman stopped the car, saw the coachman coming from the other side and beckoned to ask, the coachman on the opposite side wiped his sweat and panted and said: "There is a murder in front, three people, you stab me and I stab you, I'm afraid it's all hopeless." ”
The disaster of blood and light is always unlucky, so Song Wen asked the coachman to take a detour.
The car went away, and the unfinished words of the coachman on the opposite side dissipated in the wind: "I still recognize the dead one, the little man of the Green Gang, always wears a fragrant cloud yarn, I just said that such a little shrimp wears what kind of fragrant cloud yarn is a big person, and now it will become a soft-footed crab." ”
At the same time, Lin Haiyang in the office called Shi Cuiping's house.
"Fifteen gold bars?" Shi Cuiping on the other end of the phone shouted, "Is he crazy?" ”
"What should I do, Cui Ping, I have been a classmate and colleague with him for ten years, and he knows too many secrets about me to let him destroy us."
"Tell him to go and say yes. See who will believe him? There is no evidence, what he says is what it is? ”
"Cui Ping, he is also a graduate of St. John's, although these years are too mediocre, but the classmates and alumni can still say something, and Professor Meng, Meilan's father is full of peach and plums, if you hear these things, how can you let me go? They don't need evidence, they just need to suppress me and the Pujiang Evening News. ”
Lin Haiyang spoke bitterly.
Shi Cuiping thought for a while: "It's not clear on the phone, you can come to my house." ”
Lin Haiyang ran downstairs and called a rickshaw to go straight to Shi's house, he was distraught and didn't notice that there was a man on a bicycle, who followed him not far and not until he entered the gate of Shi's house.
"Fifteen gold bars, is the head of the surnamed Song broken?"
Shi Cuiping cried and made trouble when she saw her lover.
"That guy is old and bad, you fire him."
Lin Haiyang held her hand: "Listen to me, let's ......"
"What are you talking about, it's been two years, when do you want me to wait, it's better to get married now, who likes to say what to say. Anyway, you have changed the pills to vitamins, and they are not poisonous, even if the coffin is opened, we are not afraid. You've been guarding it for two years, and it's enough to be reasonable, right? Is it really called a person to keep filial piety for three years? ”
Shi Cuiping hugged Lin Haiyang's neck: "Okay, just get married." I've been waiting for two years. ”
"I can't get married."
Lin Haiyang blurted out.
"Why?"
"Ah, I mean, you can't get married now. When I got married, people wanted to laugh at me for eating soft rice, everything depends on the Yue family, you know that I am arrogant. Lin Haiyang hurriedly explained.
"What is there to be afraid of, you have to have academic qualifications, you have to have qualifications, who dares to say that you rely on my father to get up, we will do a very good job then, and you will not avoid relatives."
Shi Cuiping was a little wronged in the department store, and at this moment all kinds of tenderness are tied to the lover, hoping to get some comfort. But obviously, Lin Haiyang has his own plans at the moment, he only wants money, he doesn't want to get married.
Shi Cuiping found that Lin Haiyang's body was a little stiff, and looked at him suspiciously, "Haiyang, you don't want to marry me, right?" ”
"How so?"
Love can make people lose their minds.
Shi Cuiping, who once lost her mind, was like a vicious snake, constantly spitting letters at Meng Meilan, always ready to attack, but two years after Meng Meilan's death, Lin Haiyang every time he used an excuse such as not wanting to be said to be eating soft rice to prevaricate the marriage, once or twice, every time like this, and the relationship between the two is now known to many people in the upper class, which is not much different from marriage.
Thinking of this, Shi Cuiping understood that this man had never thought of marrying her.
"Get married, I'll give you gold bars, if you don't tie the knot, you can leave. I didn't do anything but mail some dead birds and dead mice, how did I know she was a paper paste, and it broke when the wind blew. ”
Once she calmed down, Shi Cuiping seemed to be a different person and pushed Lin Haiyang away.
"Cuiping, don't be like this, I'm also here for our future ......"
"Sincerely, in order to get married immediately in the future, I am yours, and everything I have for my marriage is yours. If you don't get married, you can figure it out yourself. ”
No matter how Lin Haiyang pleaded, Shi Cuiping was unmoved.
Lin Haiyang left Shi's house, and couldn't help but look back at the window of Shi Cuiping's room, he longed for Shi Cuiping to push the window open, and shouted at him: "Haiyang, come back, I promise you everything." ”
But no, none of this happened. Shi Cuiping just looked at him, and her beloved man walked out step by step.
"Men need to be forced."
She let out a long breath.
She couldn't have imagined that a few days later, she would regret this sentence for the rest of her life.