Chapter 158: Secondary CP: Zhang Qiao x Song Xingjin (6)
Ever since the two of them started having sex, it's like they've entered honeymoon mode, spending time together whenever they have time.
That day, Zhang Qiao and Song Xingjin received a message from their cousin while shopping in the mall. The message contained only a picture.
It was she who was walking hand in hand with Song Xingjin, which scared Zhang Qiao so much that she turned around to look for someone.
Song Xingjin asked, "What's wrong?"
"My cousin filmed us. Let me see where this guy is."
Unable to find him, Zhang Qiao told him on WeChat: [Stinky boy, don’t tell anyone at home, or I’ll tear you apart.]
My cousin replied: [It’s too late, sister. My parents have seen it.]
Zhang Qiao: “…”
She looked up at Song Xingjin and said with a bitter face, "Song Xingjin, I may have to go home before the dividend comes in."
Song Xingjin comforted him, "I'll go back with you."
"No, I can handle it myself."
After get off work on Friday, Zhang Qiao received a call from Fan Peihua. She glanced at her phone, took a deep breath, and then answered the call. "Mom, what's wrong?"
Fan Peihua didn't plan to ask her over the phone, and only said, "Qiaoqiao, your dad made your favorite dishes. Come home tonight. Our family of three hasn't had dinner together for a long time."
Zhang Qiao hummed, "Okay, I'll be back soon."
When we got home, Fan Peihua was putting food on the table. Seeing Zhang Qiao, she said, "Wash your hands first."
Zhang Qiao put down her bag and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. She helped to get the dishes and the family sat together.
She waited for her parents to ask, and they were patient. After dinner, Zhang Qiao got up to help clean up and helped her mother wash the dishes.
The TV in the living room was playing a popular TV series that Fan Peihua watched every night, but she was not in the mood to watch it tonight.
She spoke first, "Qiaoqiao, your uncle and aunt said they saw you walking arm in arm with a boy. Do you have a boyfriend? Where did you meet him? A colleague from the studio?"
"no."
Zhang Qiao talked about Song Xingjin and Junxi Hotel.
The couple still remembered that they had attended Jiang Yining's wedding two months ago, and they also had an impression of Song Xingjin.
When her parents heard it was Song Xingjin, their faces turned worried.
After hearing her opinion of "just dating, not getting married", her father's face suddenly darkened.
"Aren't you kidding me?"
Zhang's father has always doted on his daughter and was reluctant to speak harshly to her. Tonight was the first time he spoke so loudly to her.
Fan Peihua stopped him from losing his temper and said, "Let's talk it over nicely."
Zhang Qiao tried her best to give in to her father and said, "Mom and Dad, I'm not messing around. I think clearly."
Seeing that she still insisted, Zhang's father became even angrier, and the father and daughter started arguing at home.
At the end of the argument, Zhang Qiao complained, "Dad, you said you loved my mom very much. I don't understand what kind of love that is. You knew how much my mom had suffered at the hands of my grandma over the years."
"But you turned a blind eye. You knew it was my grandmother's fault, yet you still asked my mother to give in."
She smiled bitterly and said, "My grandmother even advised my mother to divorce you before, but she said that every couple has gone through this."
"Most married families are about women constantly compromising and sacrificing for the family. I don't understand why you insist on me getting married."
After saying that, Zhang Qiao ignored her parents who were standing there in a daze, picked up her bag, opened the door and went out.
After the quarrel, her father never contacted her, but Fan Peihua often talked to Zhang Qiao, but he failed to change Zhang Qiao's attitude.
After the studio's dividends came out, Zhang Qiao received two million, and his monthly salary was settled separately.
After receiving the money, Zhang Qiao transferred the full amount of two million to Fan Peihua.
That afternoon, her father sent her a message: [Even if we don't get married, it's still okay to bring him home for dinner, right?]
Then, her mother also sent a message: [Qiaoqiao, your dad has relented. Ask Song Xingjin if he's free tonight. You two can go home for dinner together.]
Zhang Qiao was overjoyed and immediately called Song Xingjin.
After hanging up the phone, Song Xingjin told Special Assistant Yan, "Cancel tonight's dinner."
Special Assistant Yan observed Song Xingjin's expression and saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, so he agreed, "Okay, then, Mr. Song, do you want to postpone the meeting later?"
I almost forgot I had a meeting to attend. "Put it on tomorrow morning."
After saying that, Song Xingjin picked up his suit jacket and left the office.
The two met at the entrance of Jingli Community. Seeing Song Xingjin carrying tea and expensive red wine, Zhang Qiao frowned and said, "Didn't I say that we just need to buy something simple?"
"Your red wine is too expensive. My mother will feel pressured."
Song Xingjin said, "There's no Chinese on it, and Auntie doesn't know what brand it is."
Zhang Qiao smiled and said, "They are just old, not inexperienced in using mobile phones. You can find out by just looking it up online."
Since he had already bought it, Zhang Qiao just followed his lead.
Her parents cooked together tonight and the table was filled with dishes.
Zhang Qiao whispered, "I've never been treated so well in my life."
Although he could remain calm in the face of any important occasion, Song Xingjin was nervous tonight.
He lowered his head to adjust his tie, then followed Zhang Qiao in with a gift in his hand.
Seeing Zhang's father and Fan Peihua, Song Xingjin said humbly and politely, "Hello, uncle and aunt, I'm Song Xingjin, Qiaoqiao's boyfriend."
Seeing that his attitude was acceptable, Zhang's father hummed indifferently, "We're ready to eat, please sit down."
Fan Peihua smiled at Song Xingjin and said, "We met at Ningning's wedding. Don't mind it. That's just her father's personality."
Song Xingjin nodded, "Auntie, I can understand."
At the dinner table, her parents would occasionally ask some questions, and Song Xingjin answered them patiently.
When asked about his parents, Zhang Qiao was too late to stop him.
Song Xingjin touched her hand gently and didn't mind.
He said, "Uncle and aunt, my parents divorced when I was about ten years old, and my brother and I have had no contact with them over the years."
Zhang Qiao's parents were very tactful and didn't ask any more questions.
While the two were washing dishes in the kitchen, Fan Peihua sighed, "It's not easy for this child either. No wonder he doesn't want to get married."
"If they don't want to get married, then don't get married. As long as he and Qiaoqiao live a good life, even if they lack a marriage certificate, it's actually no different from being married."
Zhang's father said, "Find an excuse to call Qiaoqiao away later, and I'll talk to him."
Fan Peihua reminded him, "You better be careful with your words and don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
Zhang's father was dissatisfied, "Am I such a tactless person?"
Thinking of his daughter's previous accusations, Fan Peihua stabbed him again, "You are. Whenever you encounter problems with your mother, you lose your sense of propriety. If you hadn't always protected your mother and let me suffer injustice, Qiaoqiao wouldn't have been left with such a big shadow."
"This happened so many years ago. When have I not stood by you all these years? It was my fault before, and that was the only thing I did wrong."
This is indeed the case, otherwise she would not be able to live with him.
Fan Peihua went to the living room and looked at Zhang Qiao, "Qiaoqiao, Mommy can't find something. Come with me to the room to look for it."
Zhang Qiao stood up, walked to her father, and whispered, "Dad, don't make things difficult for him, or I'll send your fishing rod to Aunt Sun's house."
Father Zhang: "..."
I didn't want to be embarrassed, but now I am embarrassed.
In the room, Fan Peihua took out two bank cards from the closet.
She handed the bank card to Zhang Qiao, "Qiaoqiao, this is the dowry your father and I have been saving for you since you were born. We have been depositing money into this card every month over the years without interruption."
"I checked this afternoon and there's a million in there."
Fan Peihua handed her another card and said, "The two million you transferred to me some time ago is on this card."
Zhang Qiao didn't take it. "Mom, I'm able to make money now. You can keep this money for your retirement."
Fan Peihua raised his hand and touched her hair. "My daughter is already 28 in the blink of an eye. I still remember you were just a tiny ball when you were born."
She said with relief, "Your father and I have left enough money for retirement, so you don't have to worry about this problem."
"Qiaoqiao, your parents can only carry you up to this point. You have to walk the rest of the way on your own."
Fan Peihua looked at her and said, "Don't be angry with your father. He has been very good to us mother and daughter over the years. This is the only thing that has wronged me."
Zhang Qiao nodded, and looked at the two bank cards in her hand, her eyes turning red.
"Mom, you should retire. Housekeeping is hard work."
Fan Peihua was unwilling to do so. "The owners of Yuhubancheng are all very easy to talk to. I quite enjoy it. After work, I chat with my colleagues. It's eight hours a day. I can't believe how satisfied I am with this job."
She knew her daughter felt sorry for her.
Fan Peihua smiled and said, "When you make 10 million, I will definitely retire and go traveling like your Aunt Sun."
Zhang Qiao smiled and nodded, "Mom, my studio is developing very well now. Give me a few years and I will definitely be able to do it."
Fan Peihua thought for a moment and said, "If I hadn't seen that your studio distributes so much dividends every year, to be honest, Qiaoqiao, your father and I would not agree with your and Song Xingjin's decision."
In the living room, the two men seemed awkward and unfamiliar. Song Xingjin was always a man of few words and didn't know how to find topics to talk about.
Before coming, Song Xingjin found He Chi and asked him how to get along with his parents-in-law. He said that he had no father-in-law, only a mother-in-law, but she was no longer alive.
There was no other way, so he went to ask Chen Feng.
Chen Feng said that because he and his wife had divorced once, his father-in-law had always disliked him.
They are all so unreliable.
Seeing that Zhang's father's teacup was empty, Song Xingjin stood up and poured him some tea. "Uncle, have some tea."
Father Zhang took a sip of his teacup, coughed, and then spoke, "Well...our Qiaoqiao doesn't want to get married now, but what if she changes her mind in the future?"
Song Xingjin said honestly, "Uncle, it doesn't matter to me whether we get married or not. I only care about Qiaoqiao. As long as she changes her mind, I will arrange the wedding immediately."
Zhang's father nodded in satisfaction and asked, "Do you plan to have children?"
"We don't have this plan at the moment, but we don't rule out changing our mind in the future."
Zhang's father frowned and said, "You are both financially well off, so it would be better for you to have a child."
Song Xingjin said calmly, "I understand. I will seriously consider your suggestion, but what's important is Qiaoqiao's opinion."
Zhang's father nodded, "You can decide the rest by yourselves, but one thing is for sure: you can't use your family background to bully my Qiaoqiao."
Song Xingjin assured him, "Uncle, please rest assured, this will never happen."
Before going back, Zhang Qiao took Song Xingjin for a stroll around the community, taking a walk, chatting, and greeting old acquaintances when they saw them.
Zhang Qiao looked up at her balcony. The lights in her living room were still on.
She took Song Xingjin's hand, interlocked their fingers, and looked up at him.
In the dim light, the contours of Song Xingjin's face appeared even deeper, giving him a calm and dignified look.
Zhang Qiao said, "Song Xingjin, I don't know if I will still insist on not getting married in a few years, but I promise that as long as you don't let me down, my love for you will never change."
Under the night sky, Song Xingjin smiled gently.
"Qiaoqiao, for you and me, getting married or not is just a choice. It doesn't prevent us from loving each other, nor does it affect our happiness."
Before meeting Zhang Qiao, Song Xingjin had already made plans to live a lonely life.
The world is big and meeting someone is not easy. Song Xingjin is very glad that he did not miss Zhang Qiao.
Compared to the regret of missing her, everything else seems so insignificant.
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