Chapter 130
Shao Qinghe took the earliest bus across the border.
Last night was Mr. Shao’s birthday, and a grand banquet was held in the mansion. It was very lively and all kinds of expensive cars were parked along the winding mountain road, like snakes crawling on the side of the road.
An orchestra was invited to play accompaniment in the hall, listening to the flowing melody of the Blue Danube. He stood alone upstairs, holding the railing with one hand, watching coldly as the Second Wife and Shao's father walked out slowly on the marble tiles, followed by the Second Young Master Shao.
It is really a happy and harmonious family.
He felt the necklace left by his mother, Miss Su, on his neck become a little heavier. A few memories flashed through his mind. In the distant past, it was also a sunny day. When he was young, he was carried on the shoulders of Shao's father. He turned his head and saw Miss Su smiling like a flower. The necklace made into a lock also swayed gently with the owner's happiness.
It seems so long ago, like it happened in the previous life.
The family also saw him. Father Shao was calm, and the second wife was always dignified and smiling. The second son of Shao obviously had not practiced kung fu to the fullest. When his eyes swept over him, his phoenix eyes slightly rolled up and rolled his eyes in a very subtle way, and looked away with contempt. In the project a while ago, the board of directors had a higher evaluation of Shao Qinghe than that of the second son of Shao. Perhaps because of this, the second son of Shao was still angry.
After practicing for many years, Shao Qinghe was able to sit at the same table with them in a calm manner. In fact, it was not difficult. Shao's father liked British culture, and the restaurant furnishings and dining etiquette were also based on British standards. There was a long table covered with a snow-white tablecloth, and everyone sat in turn. As long as he didn't turn his head, he didn't need to look at the people he didn't want to see.
But this time, someone obviously didn't want him to eat in peace.
The second young master Shao glanced at Shao Qinghe beside him, a smile flashed across his face as if he was watching a good show, and he called out to a woman who came in: "Winnie, why don't you sit over here."
Miss Winnie was the daughter of a wealthy businessman from Southeast Asia. She came to Hong Kong with her parents to handle business and have fun. Because she was about the same age as Shao Qinghe, and Miss Winnie herself had a good impression of Shao Qinghe, her family had the idea of marrying into the Shao family.
The second wife was a little worried about this, and said to the second Shao master: "If we really want to get married, the eldest master will be more helpful."
Although the second wife's image in public has always been a naive and simple, weak woman who looks up to Shao's father, she herself has nothing to do with the word "stupid", otherwise she would not have been able to surpass all the beauties and persuade Shao's father to welcome her into the family when the original wife was still alive.
Although the second wife's family background is not as good as the original wife Miss Su, she is also a rich girl. She has seen a lot of intermarriages between wealthy families and understands the meaning. She has been with Shao's father for many years and knows that Shao's father has complicated feelings for his eldest son Shao Qinghe. On the one hand, he feels that Shao Qinghe is indeed a child he truly loved in his childhood; on the other hand, he is afraid of him and the power of his uncle's family behind him.
After Miss Su passed away, Shao's father took some effort to replace most of the board members and promoted his own people, but there were still two veterans who could not be moved. Fortunately, these two directors were already of retirement age, and Shao Qinghe was also young and had nothing to do, so he turned a blind eye.
However, now Shao Qinghe has grown up and is also making a name for himself in the business world. The hotel he insisted on investing in Suicheng is quite profitable and has laid a good foundation for the Shao family to communicate with the mainland government. Because of this good relationship, the Shao family's home appliances and electronic watches have been approved to be sold in the mainland market. A while ago, several directors even praised Shao Qinghe at a meeting, saying that he "has a lot of the style of his grandfather."
The words were nice, but to Shao's father, it might not be the same.
Thinking of this, the second wife calmed down a little: "But, your daddy may want to see them get married."
Mr. Shao II sat on the single sofa with his feet up, his eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "But I think Shao Qinghe doesn't like her."
He often paid attention to Shao Qinghe's actions, and after watching for a long time, he could see his true thoughts behind his cold and arrogant face.
Every time he saw Miss Winnie, Shao Qinghe was actually a little indifferent and evasive.
Must be dislike.
The second young master Shao wanted to make things difficult for Shao Qinghe, so he chose this happy occasion and specially asked Winnie to sit next to Shao Qinghe.
The guests were all here, and it was Shao's father's birthday, so Shao Qinghe was unlikely to get angry. It was also nice to see him being humiliated.
Winnie came over as she was told. She was as beautiful as a white rose and looked at Shao Qinghe with a shy look that only girls have when they are attracted to someone. "Long time no see."
Shao Qinghe nodded slightly, with an arrogant attitude. He didn't look at her, but glanced coldly at the second young master Shao.
The meal was so tasteless that even the chef who flew over from France couldn't save it.
A boring dinner followed by a cocktail party.
The neon lights were all on, the jewelry worn by the ladies sparkled, and over there a group of people in black suits gathered together to chat about the business situation.
Shao Qinghe had a cold face, one hand in his trouser pocket, holding a glass of cocktail, and watched all this indifferently.
Halfway up the mountain, only the moonlight is bright, and the night sky seems like another world.
He looked at the moon, his mood suddenly softened, and he forgave the bright lights and feasting.
Tomorrow, you can go see her.
However, to his surprise, when they first met, Chen Lanjun looked at him intently, but after a few seconds, she looked away and never looked at him again after that.
He was puzzled, even a little frightened, and couldn't guess what she meant.
Fortunately, her family is still as welcoming as ever.
"Xiao Shao is here, quickly change into slippers. I specially bought a pair of soft-soled ones. Do you think they fit?" Zheng Mei got up from the sofa and arranged things with motherly care.
Chen Zhisheng heard the noise, poked his head out of the kitchen and said, "Your Aunt Zheng chose the style, and I picked the size. If it doesn't fit, I'll exchange it."
He agreed and looked down at the slippers, feeling a little uncomfortable. Even yesterday at the Shao family mansion, he didn't change his slippers, still wearing leather shoes.
They are not the kind of slippers that guests of five-star hotels usually wear. They are not so elegant in appearance, but a little rustic. However, they are very homely and are the kind that people at home would wear casually. They are ugly but comfortable. They feel soft when you step on them, and the size is also suitable.
After changing his shoes, he was urged to wash his hands and eat. When passing by the corridor, he saw a large glass frame hanging above. There were many photos under the glass. He took a look and found a photo of Chen Lanjun when she graduated, which included him.
He stared at the glass frame for a moment.
There was a table full of dishes, including a chicken hotpot specially prepared to suit his taste, all of which were homely flavors.
The only bad thing was that Chen Lanjun didn't look at him, and if their eyes occasionally met, she would immediately look away.
After dinner, while no one was paying attention, Shao Qinghe quietly followed Chen Lanjun into her room.
"Are you angry because I haven't come to see you for too long?"
Chen Lanjun raised her eyes, glanced at him quickly, and then lowered them again: "No."
"Then why don't you look at me?"
There was a hint of grievance in his voice.
Chen Lanjun lowered her head, sat on the stool, and kicked the tip of her slippers.
"Actually..." She lowered her voice and asked, "It just suddenly occurred to me that although we have been together for a while, it seems that you have never really kissed me."
She expressed her doubts: "You, you don't want to? Or don't you want to?"
Logically speaking, men would be more enthusiastic about this kind of thing? But Shao Qinghe didn't seem to show any reaction.
There was a long silence.
Chen Lanjun didn't like the silence and wanted to say something else to evade the question, "The taste of the chicken pot just now..."
Before she could say "how is it", a pair of hands lifted her face and forced her to look up.
Shao Qinghe's face was magnified several times, and she could feel the heat of his breath.
He stared at her for a long while before he slowly said, "How do you know I don't want to?"
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