Translator:
Lonelytree
Editor:
Millman97
The sky-high price of ST Empire’s stocks aside, those several estates were worth several million RMB.
Why would he suddenly give me so much money?
Song Qingchun turned to look at Su Zhinian once more. This time, Su Zhinian did not continue to be silent. Instead, as he sipped on the porridge, he calmly said only one word.
Dowry.
Dowry… Song Qingchun’s expression froze. Since Su Zhinian was being too concise, Song Menghwa stepped in to explain.
It should be your father who prepares the dowry, but as you know, I’m far too old to be able to worry about all that. Ah Nian volunteered to help me, so I agreed, but I really didn’t expect Ah Nian to offer his own company’s stocks and some real estate as your dowry.
In other words, it was Su Zhinian who prepared all the dowry? Song Qingchun lowered her head instantly. If this was any other woman, she would be overjoyed, right?
However, this dowry was like several million knives slashing Song Qingchun’s heart. She was getting married soon, but the groom was not the man she loved, and the man she loved helped prepare the dowry to send her away.
Song Qingchun had no recollection of how she managed to drop her signature on the document because when she came to, she was already inside a taxi heading toward her company.
Song Qingchun was not herself that whole morning. During the meeting, she was caught spacing out several times. When she was in the breakroom, she allowed the hot water to overflow and scalded her hands. That afternoon, she ordered her favorite food, but she merely took a few bites before her stomach started to turn.
She felt like vomiting.
After tossing the food away, she planned to rest for a moment when she received a call from Qin Yinan. Then she remembered that it was 6th March; she was supposed to go dress-shopping with Qin Yinan.
The salesgirl who met them at the store was a pretty young lady. She showed them all the latest designs one by one. Song Qingchun looked through them absent-mindedly.
The girl could see that she was not in the mood. She tried to lighten the mood for the sake of making business.
Sir, Madam, your wedding is on March 14th? Isn’t that the White Valentine? That’s so romantic. Where do you plan to go for your honeymoon after the wedding?
Honeymoon… Even though both sides’ parents did bring this up once, neither Song Qingchun nor Qin Yinan had discussed this.
When Qin Yinan went to fetch Song Qingchun, he had already noticed her lack of excitement. Even though he had also been troubled by Cheng Qingchong’s issue for the past few days, he would always put Song Qingchun first, so he followed the salesgirl’s topic and tried to lighten Song Qingchun’s mood.
Song Song, where do you wish to go? Japan? English? New Zealand? Rome? France?
As Qin Yinan listed the names, Song Qingchun, who was scrolling through the dresses, suddenly stopped moving. Beside her ears, she could hear the words that she told Su Zhinian as she held his arm as they walked along the beach at Hai Nan. They had been postulating their future, and she had told him, After our wedding, we’ll go on our honeymoon. I want to go visit Maldives, Korea and Germany, after that, a shopping spree at Paris, France…
