The Big Shot is Also Crazy About Me Today

Song Qingyang paused, then shouted: "Then I won’t attend tomorrow’s wedding..."

Yu Dou stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her.

Song Qingyang took a deep breath and said, "Yu Dou, you know, I can do such a thing!"

...

In the end, Yu Dou compromised and put Song Qingyang down, but he didn’t leave her alone. Instead, he sat beside her.

Seeing Yu Dou unable to do anything about her, Song Qingyang felt good and poured wine for him: "Come, try it. The red wine at this bar is pretty good!"

Yu Dou shook his head: "No need, I’m not here to have a drink with you!"

Song Qingyang laughed: "I know, you’re here to take me back, but now you can’t take me back, can you?"

Yu Dou also laughed: "But I still have to wait for you to get drunk, and then take you back!"

Song Qingyang’s eyes flashed as she looked at Yu Dou and said, "I didn’t expect you to be such a cautious person!"

Yu Dou had an indifferent expression: "I wouldn’t say cautious, but you’re my future wife, and as a husband, it’s my duty to protect my wife!"

"Wife?" Song Qingyang laughed because of the word, laughing more freely, and said, "Yu Dou, I don’t believe you really take this marriage seriously. I’m not the person in your heart, and you’re not the person in mine. Unlike you, I’ve liked him for nearly twenty years. I can’t change, I can’t fall in love with you, do you understand what I mean?"

Yu Dou smiled and said: "Miss Song can rest assured, I am six years older than you, have seen more things than you, love, this type of thing can’t be eaten or drunk, I don’t fully believe in it either, so I never planned to compete with Song Yansheng for Shi Nuan. On the contrary, I chose you, who are more suitable to be my wife, which is a different path compared to yours..."

Song Qingyang frowned: "I don’t believe it. I don’t believe you have no thoughts about Shi Nuan at all unless the ’like’ you speak of is worthless..."

Yu Dou’s expression remained calm and said: "If Miss Song considers it worthless, then let it be worthless. After all, Miss Song will be my wife in the future, being too affectionate with other women isn’t a good thing, and as for Miss Song, I don’t have big demands. It’s still the same, fulfill the duties of a wife, who you have in your heart, I won’t ask..."

Song Qingyang’s face darkened; she really disliked Yu Dou’s attitude, really disliked it.

Everyone liked Shi Nuan, Second Uncle did, Brother did, Shen Zui did, even Yu Dou...

Isn’t there anyone who likes her? Even if it’s someone she doesn’t like, is there no one who likes her?

Taking a breath, Song Qingyang said: "Yu Dou, if...if you have the chance to be with Shi Nuan in the future, would you choose to divorce me?"

Yu Dou smiled: "You mean, if you have the chance to be with Song Yansheng in the future, would you divorce me without hesitation?"

"Naturally..." Song Qingyang answered and then realized something and said, "I was asking you, you should answer me first!"

Yu Dou lightly raised an eyebrow: "This question, I think I should answer like this, if by that time, our marriage hasn’t improved, if there are still no feelings between us nor are there any children involved, I think, I would choose to divorce..."

Song Qingyang laughed when she heard him say this, and said: "Yu Dou, are you crazy? Agreeing to marry you, I’ve already stepped back a lot, and you expect me to develop feelings with you, improve our relationship, and even have a child for you? Impossible! I won’t have a child for you!"

Yu Dou squinted: "Is that so? Then hope you keep to your firm decision in the future!"

Song Qingyang said: "Rest assured, I will live up to expectations!"

That night, Song Qingyang drank quite a bit but still held back.

In the end, after having so much to drink, as she left the bar, she didn’t feel too drunk.

At least her mind was still clear, she could clearly remember that the next day was her wedding with Yu Dou.

Yu Dou stuffed her into the car and bought hangover medicine from nearby the bar.

She took the medicine, drank some water, and the headache symptoms eased a little.

Yu Dou said: "Feeling better now? If so, I’ll take you back!"

Song Qingyang didn’t answer, just stared dreamily out the window.

After a while, she spoke softly: "Yu Dou, do you know? I’ve liked him, liked him for twenty years.

From when I was seven, to now at twenty-seven, twenty years, so long and so much time, my whole life almost exists for liking him..."

Perhaps it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the hazy moonlight tonight, Song Qingyang especially wanted to express herself.