My mother took my hand and gently stroked the back of it with her soft palm. On her fair fingers, the imperial green jade ring radiated a warm luster.
"Qiaoqiao, you and Luoluo have been playing together since you were little, and you still get together often. Beichen listens to you the most. I'm begging you to try and bring them together."
She spoke softly.
I carefully recalled my past life, and it seems that until the time of my death, I never heard of Luo Luo getting married. Now, I haven't heard of her having a sweetheart either.
She's just as willful as I am, and she doesn't like being arranged for, especially not by marriage.
She was keen to match me with Song Sinan and wanted me to become her sister-in-law.
"Mom, I'll ask them about it another day. But Luo Luo is very opposed to arranged marriages."
"Bei Chen too. I brought up the topic of relationships with him last time, and he was very resistant. Has he ever been in a relationship before?"
As soon as I said it, I realized I had asked a pointless question.
With his mother controlling Beichen so strictly and preparing such meticulous meals for him every day, how could she possibly allow him to freely pursue a romantic relationship?
However, Mom was clearly taken aback, her brow furrowed, and she looked thoughtful.
“Oh, no, Bei Chen is a man of integrity and the future head of the Sheng family. He wouldn’t talk nonsense without my supervision.” Mom came back to her senses and gently shook her head. “Bei Chen is easy to talk to. He’ll do whatever I tell him to do.”
"The key is Luo Luo's side. The Song family spoils her. If she doesn't like Bei Chen, this deal won't go through. So, Qiao Qiao, you should create more opportunities for the two of them. When you go on a date with Luo Luo, bring Bei Chen along."
As Mom spoke, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes shone with joy and shrewdness.
She has always attached great importance to cultivating Beichen, and naturally she is also particularly attentive to the matter of choosing a daughter-in-law.
“Mom, I remember. But I still want to advise you to pay more attention to Beichen’s feelings. He’s an adult now, and you don’t need to worry about him in every little detail or do everything for him.”
Hearing my words, Mom gave a forced smile. "Qiaoqiao, you're not a mother, you don't understand. Before your little brother was even born, I had already paved the way for his entire life, otherwise..."
She hadn't finished speaking when she stood up.
“Your father was not favored by your grandfather back then. If he hadn’t married me and formed a marriage alliance with my family, he wouldn’t be in power today.”
"You should get some rest. I'm leaving the task of bringing them together to you."
After Mom finished speaking, she was going back to her room to rest, so I saw her to the door.
She worries about Beichen so much because she fears he won't be able to compete with his uncle's cousins and will be overthrown by them.
Think about how hard it must have been for Dad and Mom. The stock price of Shengshi has stabilized, but with so many senior executives leaving, the group is now in disarray. The slightest disturbance could cause the stock price to plummet.
My father is extremely busy these days, cleaning up the mess left by Fu Yanshen. He was originally supposed to retire.
It's all my fault.
I leaned against the door, filled with self-reproach. The image of Fu Yanshen and Shi Jin on their date made me even more upset, and I kept pounding my fist on the door.
It took me a while to feel the pain, especially in my fractured arm, which was both painful and itchy.
However, physical pain can alleviate emotional pain.
Regardless of whether Luo Luo would like Bei Chen, I still made plans with them.
The three of us sat facing each other in a corner of the quiet bar.
Bei Chen's long, well-defined fingers, with neatly trimmed nails, held a cocktail glass by its stem, tilted his chin slightly, and drank alone.
He was dressed in a bespoke suit, looking handsome and charming, with a noble and elegant demeanor.
When I was little, I was often proud to have such a handsome younger brother, and I would often show him off to Luo Luo.
"He drank? Is he really okay? Will Auntie scold him?" Luo Luo shook my arm and asked.
"No, it's just that my mom asked me to invite you two together, to set you up." I spoke frankly, without beating around the bush with them, since they were people I knew very well.
"Ahem..." Bei Chen coughed lightly, pulled out his suit pocket square, and covered his mouth.
He frowned, looked at me with a resentful expression.
"Me? Him? Forget it, I don't like mama's boys..." Luo Luo shut up before she could finish her thoughtless words.
“No, I don’t like domineering mothers-in-law… well, it’s not that—” she explained again.
I smiled, pursing my lips. "It's okay, you're just telling the truth."
Everyone in the industry knows how strict my mother is with Beichen's upbringing. Beichen is indeed a mama's boy, but he only has awe for his mother, unlike typical mama's boys who rely on their mothers.
Judging from Luo Luo's reaction, it's clear that she's not attracted to Bei Chen.
“Beichen, what about you? Mom hopes you’ll get married. If it doesn’t work out with Luoluo, she’ll definitely arrange for another girl from a different family.” I looked at Beichen.
I watched as he picked up my blue cocktail, tilted his head back, downed it in one gulp, snapped his fingers, called the waiter over, and ordered a bottle of whiskey.
He glanced at me, said nothing, loosened his tie and the buttons on his shirt collar, and poured himself a drink.
This was the first time I had seen him in such a carefree and unrestrained state.
"Sheng Beichen, drink less." Seeing him about to pour more wine, she quickly snatched the bottle away.
He gripped the bottle tightly, snatched it back, and continued pouring wine.
You brat, you dare disobey me now?
I glared at him, but he was engrossed in drinking and didn't even glance at me.
"Qiaoqiao, he's a grown man, don't worry about him," Luoluo advised me.
I listened to her and didn't try to persuade her further.
"Weren't you supposed to be marrying my brother? Why is Auntie thinking about me and Beichen? I don't want to get married right now," Luo Luo asked, completely confused.
I:"……"
How many times do I have to tell her that I'm not good enough for Song Sinan before she stops bringing it up?
I didn't force Luo Luo and Bei Chen to be together, and I planned to go back and tell my mother the truth.
Beichen drank most of a bottle of whiskey by himself. I was worried when I saw him go to the bathroom.
He's never drunk so much alcohol before.
I had just arrived at the bar's restroom when he came out, his tall figure swaying unsteadily, his cheeks flushed.
"How are you feeling? Did you throw up?" I asked with concern, looking at his disheveled appearance.
He walked towards me, and showed no sign of stopping when he got close. I backed away step by step until my back was against the wall.
He braced himself against the wall with one hand, trapping me between his chest and the wall, his body reeking of alcohol.
"And you? Do you want me to marry someone else too?"
He lowered his head, his dark eyes looking at me, the corners of his eyes red, his voice hoarse, as if filled with grievance.
"Beichen, your matter— um—"
Before I could finish speaking, he suddenly lowered his head...
A warm sensation spread across my lips, carrying the strong scent of alcohol. A soft, moist body pried open my lips, and teeth began to rummage wildly inside my mouth…
It is... Beichen's tongue.
He's kissing me!
In an instant, my mind went blank, and I was completely stunned.
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