Chapter 543 Heartbreaking Men
Song Lanyin glanced at him, "You don't understand!"
Wen Jingxi frowned. "I really don't understand. Please tell me."
"I'm not telling you!" Song Lanyin said, opening the door and walking out.
Wen Jingxi followed closely behind.
In the living room, Grandpa Wen held little Songyi in his arms, while Uncle Wang and his wife played with her.
Little Songyi is a little cow baby; he laughs whenever someone teases him.
Grandpa Wen looked at his great-grandson with obvious affection. "Our little Songyi is so cheerful, he's clearly a smart baby. He'll definitely be more outstanding than your father in the future! But don't be like your father, waiting until he's this age to get married. You'd better find a girlfriend early!"
"Grandpa, it's not fair to put one down and praise another!" Wen Jingxi led Song Lanyin by the hand into the living room. Looking at Grandpa Wen, he raised an eyebrow and said, "The reason I kept putting off finding a partner was because I was waiting for Ayin. Tell me, if I hadn't kept myself pure for so many years, would Ayin have even looked at me?"
Old Master Wen: "..."
Song Lanyin secretly pinched Wen Jingxi's waist.
Wen Jingxi looked down at her, "Did I say something wrong?"
"Be serious!" Song Lanyin glared at him.
Wen Jingxi was in a good mood and pulled Song Lanyin to sit down. "I didn't say anything wrong, Grandpa. Do you think I'm right?"
Grandpa Wen glanced at Song Lanyin and coughed somewhat awkwardly, "Jingxi is right about that."
Song Lanyin: "...?"
It seems like the Wen family has all changed after a year apart.
She thought that the extra enthusiasm that Mr. and Mrs. Wen showed her was already outrageous, but she never expected that Mr. Wen would suddenly change his attitude as well.
"Grandpa Wen, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here. I overslept," Song Lanyin explained to Grandpa Wen.
Looking at Song Lanyin, Grandpa Wen felt that she was indeed much thinner than a year ago, and also seemed more reserved.
“Song girl, I was wrong a year ago. Actually, I regretted it after you left. I’ve been counting down the days for the past year. Jingxi is having a hard time, and so am I. I both look forward to receiving news from you and fear that the news I receive will be bad…”
As Grandpa Wen spoke, his voice choked with emotion, "It's all my fault. Even if you and Jingxi blame me, it's my own fault."
“Grandpa Wen, please don’t say that. Jingxi and I have never complained about you. We made it very clear back then that we both thought the person who called you was my enemy. So it was your decision, and it was my decision. You did not make a mistake.”
Grandpa Wen looked at Song Lanyin, sniffed, and his old eyes were red. "Since you don't resent me, why won't you even call me Grandpa anymore?"
Song Lanyin: "...?"
"If you're willing to call me Grandpa, then I'll believe you don't blame me."
Song Lanyin blinked, and it took her a while to realize what was happening.
So the old man is just playing the victim?
She was somewhat amused and exasperated, but she didn't expose him.
She smiled obligingly and said, "Grandpa, I really don't blame you."
Upon hearing this, Grandpa Wen chuckled instantly. "Song girl is so generous. I hereby declare that from today onwards, you are a member of our Wen family. If that brat Jingxi dares to bully... no, he certainly won't dare to bully you. He can't beat you, but if he dares to disobey or make you unhappy, Grandpa will take care of him for you!"
Song Lanyin smiled, "Thank you, Grandpa!"
"Grandpa, I'm afraid you won't have that chance." Wen Jingxi put his arm around Song Lanyin's shoulder and said confidently, "I've always been obedient to Ayin. If she tells me to go east, I wouldn't dare go west; if she tells me to laugh, I wouldn't dare cry. So, if you want to please your granddaughter-in-law, you'd better try a different approach, like..."
Wen Jingxi stretched out his hand and poked Old Master Wen with his thumb and forefinger, "Let's get down to business?"
"The real thing is definitely indispensable." Old Master Wen looked at Uncle Wang.
Uncle Wang nodded, turned around and took out a shareholding agreement and a property ownership certificate from his briefcase.
"These are all gifts I gave to Song Yatou."
Uncle Wang placed the equity agreement and property certificate on the coffee table. "Young Madam, here is five percent of Wen's equity, and two properties, one in Xingcheng and one in Beicheng."
Grandpa Wen said, "These are my betrothal gifts, Song girl. Go and get them notarized later. These are not your and Jingxi's marital property. No matter what, these things belong to you personally."
"This isn't really appropriate," Song Lanyin said, somewhat embarrassed. "My parents just delivered the betrothal gifts yesterday..."
“Those belong to Jingxi’s parents, while what my grandfather gave me is mine. They can’t be mixed up.” Old Master Wen said seriously, “If an elder gives it to you, you should accept it. If you don’t, I’ll consider you to still consider me, your grandfather, an outsider!”
"..."
Song Lanyin blinked, looked at Wen Jingxi, and said in a low voice, "Your family members are all incredibly generous. During the years when I was most short of money, I wouldn't even dare to dream of such things."
"I can only see these things because you came here. I was raised in poverty by them, you know. Before, I had to borrow a private plane from my dad to go abroad."
Wen Jingxi felt increasingly heartbroken as he spoke, leaning on Song Lanyin's shoulder, "Sister Lanyin, I guess I'm now living off a woman!"
Song Lanyin: "..."
"By the way, I also have something very important to discuss with you today," said Grandpa Wen. "Last night, Jingxi's parents and I looked at auspicious dates for this year, and the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is a very auspicious day, suitable for weddings. I was thinking, if you two agree, let's set the wedding date for that day, what do you think?"
“I’ll listen to Ayin,” Wen Jingxi said.
Grandpa Wen stared at Song Lanyin, "Song girl, you make the decision, we'll all listen to you."
"I don't know anything about weddings." Song Lanyin looked at Grandpa Wen and smiled slightly. "Grandpa, you can make the decision."
Upon hearing this, Grandpa Wen was overjoyed. "Alright, let's set it for the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. That's almost two months away, which gives you plenty of time to take wedding photos and have your wedding dresses custom-made."
Wen Jingxi gave Grandpa Wen a thumbs up, "Grandpa is so thoughtful!"
Grandpa Wen was extremely pleased with the praise, "Of course!"
…
After the wedding date was set, Wen Jingxi completely let loose.
He created two groups.
My childhood friends from Changsha created a group chat;
Create a group chat for all the people I've known in Beicheng over the years, including Shao Qing.
Then a group announcement popped up, announcing to the world: 【My wedding with Ayin is set for the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, held in Changsha. Everyone is welcome to come and celebrate! Hahaha!】
The group chat exploded the moment the message was sent!
Shen Qingshu: [Great! I'll bring three catties of gold with me.]
Wen Jingxi: [Thank you, Sister Shu!]
Qiao Xingjia: [Miss Song is awesome! She won over Teacher Wen! Brilliant!]
Wen Jingxi: [Ms. Qiao, you're wrong. This is happiness I earned through hard work!]
Qiao Xingjia: [...]
Fu Siyan: [Congratulations.]
Qin Yancheng: [Hey upstairs, why does your "congratulations" sound so sour? Oh, I remember now, you're almost forty and still haven't gotten a formal title?]
Fu Siyan: [...]
Han Mingyu: [Congratulations.]
Fu Siyan: [@Han Mingyu, this guy is also sour.]
Shao Qing: [Hahaha, Teacher Wen is so lucky, while Young Master Fu and Young Master Han are so heartbroken, hahaha!]
Fu Siyan: [@Shao Qing, you seem quite happy. Chi Guo'er accepted your advances?]
Chi Guo'er: [No.]
Shao Qing: [...]
Fu Siyan: [Very good, another person is heartbroken.]
Han Mingyu: [Very good, another person feels heartbroken.]
Guan Shuo: [Just finished climbing the stairs, just joining in.]
Guan Shuo: [Very good, another heartbroken man has been added to the list.]
Wen Jingxi: [Actually, you guys could form a group and sign up for a course with me. I can give you a special price because I know you, so it'll only cost you 9999 per person!]
Fu Siyan: [...]
Han Mingyu: [...]
Shao Qing: (Transfers 9999 to Wen Jingxi)
Shao Qing: [Teacher Wen, please mentor me!]
Wen Jingxi: (Payment received)
Wen Jingxi: [Haha, okay, let's chat privately. But my wife and son are really clingy to me now, so I might not be able to reply to messages promptly. Please bear with me~]
Shao Qing: [Refund!]
...
Looking at the messages in the group, Fu Siyan fell silent.
A moment later, I exited the chat page and opened the first pinned WeChat account, Chen Qingshu's.
Fu Siyan: [Ah Shu, I was just joking. I'm actually not sad at all. I'm very satisfied with our life now.]
Shen Qingshu: [Yeah, I know you won't. Don't worry, I wasn't serious.]
Fu Siyan: [...] Actually, it's okay to take it a little seriously.
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