452 Interesting people
So in the middle, I excused myself that I wanted to rest, and Fanyin pushed me to drink tea, and when I saw that there was no one around, I said, "I have something to tell you." β²-ε «β²-ε «β²-Readβ²-Book,.β.oβ§"
Because he had just socialized, he seemed to be in a good mood, after all, he was a person who loved his work and liked to show charm in interpersonal interactions, so he asked with a smile: "What's the matter?" β
"I hope you don't say you're my husband again." I said, "I didn't ask you to lie, I just didn't introduce it specifically." β
He was stunned for a moment and smiled, "Why?" β
I said, "I don't want you to introduce." β
He frowned, "Then how do I introduce it?" β
"I don't need to introduce anything." The guests were cultivated people, and I said, "They won't ask." β
After that, he was silent for a while, as if he was thinking, and after a while, he said, "We didn't have a wine when we got married, so they don't know." It's not that I deliberately don't want to put it on purpose, it's just that I've been doing things for the past few years, and it's not very suitable for handling. β
I didn't speak.
He laughed again, looking a little flattering: "You won't forget, will you?" I said that when the castle is repaired, we will make up the wedding. The project isn't over yet. β
I shook my head and said, "I'll talk about that later." β
He stopped talking.
I also fell silent because I couldn't communicate with him, and I didn't want to express my opinion to him anymore. In fact, it doesn't make a difference whether he introduces it or not, anyway, everyone can see that the guests will ask each other, and there is no substance, just a formality. It's just that I don't want to be introduced like this, because I remember the time when I was thinking about the Nian Baiyan, when I wanted them to let me appear in front of their relatives and friends as the mother of the child, but I didn't.
I don't want to be too paranoid and malicious to speculate, but I can't help but think: there was no at that time, because if he made it public at that time, what he made public was just a stupid, stupid, uneducated, unpopular, and useless Su Lingyu.
Not then, and not now.
I think with Fanyin's cleverness, he at least understands what I mean.
Sure enough, he was silent for a while, became completely serious, looked into my eyes and asked, "Do you think I made you public because you inherited it?" β
I said, "You're saying that absolutely. β
He didn't pay attention to my rebuttal, but said: "You'd better figure it out, the people who came today are not all from the Meng family, and they won't help you in your father's face, on the contrary, most people don't trust you at all, they will wait and see, and will consider how much strength you have, especially if you are unknown and your resume is ugly." The fact that I am your husband will make them feel more at ease, not that I think that you Su Lingyu has inherited it and improved its status, so I excitedly want to tell the world, my pattern is not so small. β
I said, "I didn't say you're small. I just think I've been hiding it for so many years anyway, and I want to keep it a secret. β
He looked a little weak, "I didn't deliberately hide this matter, and the wedding has always been in my plan." β
"It doesn't matter." I looked him in the eye and said, "Today's party is mine, I don't want you to make it public, it's as simple as that, you know what I mean, right?" β
He clearly understood what I meant, but he still seemed stubborn, "Why? β
"There's no reason." I said, "I don't want to make this public at my party, why do I need any reason for that?" β
He stopped talking.
Although his expression was still quite strong, it was clear that this incident had hurt him, and his gaze was both shocked and sad.
Hehe, he really didn't understand what I said before.
Soon, Assistant Zhou came to inform him that Mr. Meng had arrived.
I asked Fanyin, "Let's go?" β
He didn't answer, so I operated the wheelchair and planned to walk by myself, but he suddenly pressed my wrist to press the touch screen, and asked softly, "Do you still want to have a wedding?" β
I just kept my head down, and when I heard this, I didn't lift my head up.
True, I didn't dare to look at him to answer.
I could hear him crying, and I didn't want to see his expression.
Before I could speak, he repeated with some anxiety: "Do you still want to have a wedding with me?" β
"I don't want to." I felt him squeeze my wrist tightly, and the pain sent me through a wave of indescribable sadness, "How could I still think about it?" β
He didn't speak, just grabbed my hand.
"On the day of your wedding, the notary asked you, would you like to marry me? Whether I am rich or poor, sick or healthy, they are all with me. She also asks you if you want to love me, respect me, take care of me, be honest with me, and live with me alone. You say you do. She also asked me, and I said I would, and to this day, I remember every detail of that time. I said, "Now you and I have proved with practical actions that vows have no power, and even when the love is at its strongest, even if there is a statue of God standing opposite the promise, or the government that issued the marriage certificate, we will still turn our backs when it is time to turn our backs." β
I felt his grip on me loosen, so I took his hand, pulled it away, and said, "When I was twenty years old, I didn't need a wedding to marry you, because then I felt that you were the man I wanted, and you could love me for the rest of my life, and I didn't need a luxurious wedding to fill my insecurity." Now I don't need a wedding anymore, even if it is held in a castle, it will not make you and me happy, on the contrary, the more luxurious it is, the more hypocritical and ridiculous it is, and the more it looks like an empty show. β
He stopped talking at all.
I looked into his face and asked, "Are you going to see Mr. Meng?" β
He didn't speak, pushing his wheelchair forward.
It's not a long road, and I laughed at myself in my heart: I knew he wouldn't understand, but I couldn't help but say it again. I'm so cheap.
Mr. Meng is Meng Jiancong, Assistant Zhou said that he is the youngest grandson of the Meng family, he has been pampered since he was a child, compared to his brothers, he also seems to be relatively unsuccessful, although he is very talented in investment, but he is very unstable, he does not seriously make girlfriends, and he is not good at participating in the operation of the family business, but this guy is versatile, especially proficient in everything related to play, loves surfing, joined the racing team, and quit because his grandmother was hospitalized because he was worried about him, and his results were not bad.
Obviously, this is a favored but uncharted person, probably because of this, the old man of the Meng family only assigned him the business of the ship, and asked his eldest brother to help him cook. As for the kind of livelihood that is not on the table in the women's branch, naturally it can't be counted, and the Meng family's career is very clean, and there are no close relatives involved in crime in all the materials, so it is likely that he secretly did that business.
These materials only blurred Meng Jiancong's impression in my heart, I had not learned about their family before, so naturally I didn't know how powerful it was. Now I understand that the Meng family is one of the few families that can be equal to my adoptive father, rich and expensive. Although Fanyin is capable, it is slightly inferior from the perspective of dignity. So Meng Jiancong is a bit interesting: he can completely take the Sheng Mengmeng that he has in mind, but he doesn't. Linked to his other information, it can be imagined that this person is a bit interesting.
As he spoke, he went out, and Meng Jiancong was standing not far away, he was wearing a black evening dress, dressed very formally and exquisitely. The first few times I saw him, he was in a special situation, so I only remember that he has a good image, but at this moment, I found that he not only has a good image, but also does not show signs of being as dignified and serious as ordinary children of wealthy families, but is a little chic.
When we passed, he was drinking and chatting with people. When I got closer, I noticed that it was Fei Huaixin.
He wasn't on the guest list, could it be that he was invited by Fanyin? I don't mind that. Fanyin shook hands with him affectionately in the past, although the smile was not big, but it could be seen that they were both very happy, and Fanyin greeted Meng Jiancong again. It was my turn at this moment, I smiled at him, stretched out my hand and said, "Hello Mr. Meng, I'm sorry, I just had something to do and couldn't receive you in time." β
"You're so polite." He bent down to take my hand and said with a smile, "I was rude first." β
His so-called faux pas meant that he didn't come early, but he didn't have to come early, so it was just politeness.
I haven't seen Xiao Huaixin for a few days, and I feel that he has grown up a little more, no, it should be said, he has grown up completely, and he has his father's temperament, and he is very indifferent to people thousands of miles away.
I had a good impression of Mr. Fei, but I was a little sad last time, and it was a little awkward to see Huaixin this time, and I didn't know what to say when he grew up.
Fanyin was very familiar with them, and asked Fei Huaixin: "I remember that you are in Singapore, why did you come?" β
"Specially here." Fei Huaixin looked at him, looked at me again, and said, "Congratulations." β
"I forcibly pulled it in." Meng Jiancong held the champagne glass, took the initiative to reach over and touch Fei Huaixin's hand, and said with a smile: "Miss Han pulled me to donate to her, met him halfway, and insisted on inviting me to afternoon tea." I didn't make it to the event, but when I heard that Huaixin had something to do in the evening, I brought him here and let him taste the delay. β
This sounds very strange to me, and even if you can't go in person, you can send someone to hand you a check. Who is Miss Han?
Soon there was an answer, and Fanyin glanced at them separately, the corners of his lips twitched, "You two teamed up to bully my sister." β
Meng Jiancong licked his lips and didn't speak, but obviously not because he was afraid of the sound. β§ββ§β.οΌ.
Fei Huaixin lowered his eyebrows and said, "I don't know what you're talking about." β
Fanyin raised her eyebrows and glanced at him in obvious disbelief, "Even if my mother talked to you, don't bully her like this." β
I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" β
Probably because there were no outsiders nearby, Fanyin replied neatly, "She had a falling out with my mother, and these two people were instructed by my mother to prevent my sister from soliciting donations." β
"No, I didn't stand in the way." Meng Jiancong straightened up: "I just happen to be out of time." β
I remembered that Miss Han ran away before, which led to Mr. Han's hospitalization. Since then, there has been no news of Miss Han.
I asked, "Is it because of last time?" β