Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 42 I'm Back, Father (1)
Jin Ziqi got even more angry when he read it, and got up from the sofa: "Put those two pages back."

Song Qiyan saw Jin Ziqi standing there, slim and slender, with a charming forehead, and long hair, which was exceptionally black and shiny, stirring people's hearts, and he frowned, feeling even more unhappy: "What's so good about a pretty boy."

Then, under Jin Ziqi's sullen stare, he walked out without changing his expression, not forgetting to close the door considerately.

The room was quiet again, Jin Ziqi withdrew his gaze, and sat back on the sofa in a fit of anger.

But the scene of him kissing her rudely just now flashed through his mind.

She touched her hot lips with her hand, and sat there blankly, maintaining this movement for a long time.

Although the official birthday banquet will be held tomorrow night, in fact all the invited guests will greet Song Zhiren tonight.

Among all kinds of people, Jin Ziqi's eyes wandered aimlessly, as if he was looking for something or just glanced at it casually.

"What's the matter, you've been in a daze, haven't you woken up yet?"

Yin Li came over and touched her shoulder lightly, then asked with concern.

Jin Ziqi shook his head, his face already showing fatigue: "Well, you tell my father, I'll go back first."

"Can it be done alone?"

Jin Ziqi responded with a smile, bid farewell to Yin Li and left the restaurant.

She didn't go back to the room immediately, but went to the deck to breathe.

As a result, as soon as I walked up the escalator, I saw sparks flickering around the railing of the boat.

Jin Ziqi slowed down his pace, but the person who was leaning on the rail to blow the wind had obviously heard the sound of footsteps, and turned his head under the flickering lights on the deck.

Song Qiyan's hair was disheveled by the sea breeze, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were slightly blurred, like a European aristocrat who stepped out of a black and white film in the 30s.

Jin Ziqi stopped slowly, noticing that Song Qiyan was still holding a bottle of Hennessy's logo in his left hand, she couldn't help frowning.

But she didn't say much, just paused for a while, then turned and walked back.

Jin Ziqi's footsteps changed from calm at the beginning to chaotic later, and the steady steps behind her were getting closer. When her heart was about to jump out of her chest, she was imprisoned into her arms by a force so powerful that she could not fight back.

Before he could make any sound, Song Qiyan's arms were tightening, he lowered his head and buried her neck, his alcoholic breath fell into her cochlea, and he murmured: "Just hug, just hug."

Jin Ziqi's heart was engaged in a battle between heaven and man, but his body had stopped struggling, allowing him to hug him tightly.

Song Qiyan bent his mouth in satisfaction, and pressed her head against his chest, his heartbeat could be heard clearly.

"I suddenly want to tell a story, do you want to hear it?"

Jin Ziqi was inexplicably dazed, but Song Qiyan's voice sounded again, she thought, no matter what her answer was, he would let her continue talking.

"There was once a young man who came out of the mountains with lofty aspirations. He studied hard ten times harder than ordinary people, and finally succeeded in working for a multinational company that was one of the best in the city at that time after graduation. Even with a job with a stable income He still didn’t stop at work, he worked like a workaholic, and soon became the department manager with his outstanding performance.”

Jin Ziqi acted silently as a listener, but Song Qiyan suddenly let go of her. He smiled inscrutablely, raised his head and took another sip of his wine, and walked past her slowly back to the rail.

His slender body slid slowly along the railing until he sat on the ground, but he didn't care at all, just squinting at the flickering stars in the distance.

Jin Ziqi didn't know how she followed him. Standing at the feet of the decadent man, she asked in a low voice, "Then what happened next?"

Song Qiyan shook the wine bottle in his hand, chuckled, sighed, and replied in a lazy tone: "The person in charge of this company was the richest man in the city at that time, and he had no children but one daughter. The jewel in the palm, but this young lady rarely appears in the public eye, many people think she is a silent and noble princess, but few people know... she is actually a deaf-mute."

"Are they in love?" Jin Ziqi is rarely interested in the grievances of these wealthy families, but now she can't help but want to explore the story Song Qiyan said.

Perhaps, all the curiosity and interest stemmed from this man Song Qiyan...

Song Qiyan looked up at her, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up: "Yes, there are always examples of talented men and beautiful women who fall in love at first sight and compose a good story."

Jin Ziqi didn't feel the slightest joy in his smile, his smile didn't reach his eyes, the corners of his mouth were bitterly condensed into a touch of desolate sarcasm, and his tone became cold.

"But no one thought that this talented man had a sweetheart in the mountains before he went to university. The two even had a banquet and had a daughter. And he was already 32 years old when he met that daughter."

"In the face of his childhood sweetheart, gentle and honest mountain village wife, and the deaf-mute daughter who has a lot of money and a famous family background, he concealed the former's information and chose the latter without hesitation."

Song Qiyan suddenly laughed softly, but when Jin Ziqi frowned, he nodded and murmured emotionally: "It's understandable for people to go to high places and water to flow to low places."

When Jin Ziqi heard this, she felt extremely uncomfortable. She frowned and looked at Song Qiyan. This strong and mysterious man was like a helpless child sitting in a dark corner.

The chilly night wind blew in gusts, and the two of them didn't speak for a long time. Jin Ziqi didn't urge him, but just squatted down and stood by his side silently.

"After four years of marriage, this famous daughter became pregnant, but she also inadvertently learned of her husband's affair. The inferiority complex and insecurity caused by her birth disability constrained her, and she was still cautious after knowing the truth about her husband's golden house. maintain this marriage made of lies."

"Life is on eggshells and the mental fragility caused by pregnancy finally accidentally fell on the stairs when she was eight months pregnant. When she was about to give birth, the deaf-mute daughter couldn't bear the double torment both physically and psychologically and died of blood."

"What no one knows is that she fell down because she saw a text message in her husband's cell phone, from that woman, with only one sentence—"

Song Qiyan turned his head and stared intently at Jin Ziqi beside him. His eyes were already bloodshot, his expression darkened, and he smiled wryly: "The woman said that she would kill the child."

Jin Ziqi looked at Song Qiyan's tired and cold gaze, not knowing how to answer the question, every wealthy family has an unknown scandal.

(End of this chapter)