Chapter 1394 - 1238: We’re Getting Married Tomorrow
Help? Both of them were a little surprised.
Shi Nuan has such an unbelievably amazing boyfriend like Song Yansheng. What help could she possibly need from the two of them?
Ou Xiaoning asked, "Nuannuan, tell us, what do you want us to do?"
Shi Nuan pursed her lips and spoke, "Here’s the thing. After Sister Qingyang’s wedding, which is the day after tomorrow, it’s Song Yansheng’s birthday... I want to give him a gift that day!"
...
This night was destined to be anything but calm, not just outside the Song Mansion but also at Nanshan Residence.
When she first agreed to marry Yu Dou, Song Qingyang was carefree in her decision. But now, when the day has finally arrived, she couldn’t remain calm.
She was twenty-seven, not exactly young anymore, and delaying further was indeed not ideal. Furthermore, Yu Dou was indeed her best option at the moment.
But must she really marry him just like that?
No matter what her relationship with Yu Dou was like, getting married means a woman hands over her entire life to someone else completely.
Yu Dou was obviously not her ideal partner, so was she really going to make such a hasty decision?
What if she just waits a little longer, a year or two, maybe that man would split up with Shi Nuan?
But even if they break up, would she get a chance then?
He is her Second Uncle; she’s his niece.
He might risk the world’s disapproval to marry his nephew’s fiancée, but he certainly wouldn’t risk it to choose his own niece...
Yes, nothing will ever happen between them; her love will never blossom and bear fruit.
She wondered, did Yu Dou think the same? He liked Shi Nuan, but Shi Nuan was married to that man.
He was Shi Nuan’s nominal uncle, and a twelve-year age difference meant nothing between them.
Simply because of Shi Nuan’s dislike and rejection of Li Guirong and her daughter, she would never look at Yu Dou.
So was Yu Dou so insistent on marrying her because of this?
Or was it mixed with a bit of sympathy and understanding of their similar fates?
Thinking about this, Song Qingyang wanted to laugh. How could that man possibly have sympathy?
He chose her, maybe just for the Song Family, even though he’s the vice-president of the Shi Family, currently holding significant power, strictly speaking, he has no marital ties with the Shi Family.
Li Guirong is ostensibly his cousin, but privately, they aren’t close.
Thus, he wanted to use the Song Family as a stepping stone to rebuild himself, it also serves as a protection for himself.
Thinking about this, she found the upcoming wedding even more ridiculous, especially ridiculous.
It was already past nine in the evening when she called Yu Dou, and he picked up after it rang for a long time.
The man’s magnetic and calm voice came through, and she laughed indulgently, "How about it? Mr. Yu, we’re getting married tomorrow. Don’t you feel like indulging yourself a bit before your single life ends?"
At that time, Yu Dou had just finished showering and was planning to rest.
With the wedding tomorrow and having no family around, he had a lot to take care of himself as the groom.
He needed to get up early, so naturally, he needed to sleep early.
But he didn’t expect Song Qingyang to call, let alone say she wanted to be reckless.
Lips pressed together, Yu Dou said, "It’s very late. There are many things to handle tomorrow. I think, Miss Song, you should just..."
"You’re not coming?" Song Qingyang interrupted him and smiled lightly, "Alright then, it doesn’t matter if you don’t come. I’ll go alone. But let’s make this clear: if I indulge myself on my last night as a single woman and drink, and something happens to ruin your reputation as the Shi Family’s vice-president, then don’t blame me!"
...
Forty minutes later, in a certain upscale bar.
When Yu Dou found a certain booth, Song Qingyang had already drunk two glasses of red wine by herself.
Seeing Yu Dou arrive, she squinted her eyes and smiled at him, "I thought you really weren’t coming. Seems like you do care about me... No, I said it wrong. You care about your own reputation!"
Yu Dou reached out and took the glass from her hand, placing it on the table, then said, "I’m here not to drink with you, but to take you back!"
With that, he wrapped his arm around Song Qingyang’s waist and walked towards the exit.
Song Qingyang was shocked and began to struggle, "Yu Dou, what are you doing?"
The man ignored her and kept walking, "Didn’t I say it clearly enough just now? No problem, I’ll say it again. I’m here to take you back!"
Song Qingyang frowned, "No, I’m not going back. Even if you take me back, I’ll come out again. If I say I’m not going back, then I’m not going back!"
Yu Dou kept walking and said, "I’ve already contacted your father. Once I take you home, you won’t find it that easy to come out again..."