Chapter 15 Chapter 15 The betrothal gift of 10 billion and my entire fortune...
Chapter 15
She was so drunk at the time that she didn't remember what she said. Shang Ziyi denied it and pouted, "I wouldn't say anything like that."
There was no way to verify whether she had said it or not, and Fu Zhou couldn't possibly argue anything with her, so he just followed her and said, "Well, no, I didn't say it. I said it."
This is even more wrong. She is drunk, not stupid. He would never say such a thing.
The atmosphere was tense. Shang Ziyi took a step forward and poked his chest with her slender fingers. "I have something to ask you."
One day of endurance is the limit, I can't endure it even a little longer.
Fu Zhou's clear jawline was softly and smoothly outlined by the light and shadow, and his voice was also somewhat flattering. "Well, ask."
Shang Ziyi raised her eyebrows, "How did you tell your family that I was pregnant?"
She was still angry about the scene at the mall. It must be because he didn't say anything nice.
Fu Zhou stepped forward to explain: "That's not what I said."
Shang Ziyi was surprised: "If it's not you, then who is it?"
Fu Zhou curled his lips and said, "It's Zhou Yan."
The cause was that Zhou Yan called Fu Zhou and mentioned the child. His voice was too loud and was heard by Mrs. Zhou who was passing by. Mrs. Zhou was notorious for her gossip in the circle. As long as she knew, the entire upper class circle knew.
Zhou Yan begged her not to talk nonsense, and she agreed at the time. But after Zhou Yan left, she picked up her phone and called everyone one by one, starting with Mr. Fu.
At that time, Mr. Fu was preparing for the betrothal gift. When he heard the news, he thought that Madam Zhou was deceiving him. Madam Zhou said in a coquettish manner that liars were dogs.
After Mr. Fu hung up the phone, he turned around and called Fu Zhou to verify.
Fu Zhou couldn't hide it any longer and had to tell the truth.
Mr. Fu repeatedly persuaded people, "Are you really pregnant?"
Fu Zhou: "Yes, I'm pregnant."
As for the other one, Mrs. Zhou didn't stop there and told a few relatives of the Fu family. In this way, the news spread everywhere within the morning.
When the news came out, there were all kinds of rumors.
Praising the talent of the man and the beauty of the woman.
Praise the match made in heaven.
Praising the marriage in the previous life.
Where there is praise, there is criticism.
Some people who disliked the merchants or the Fu family took this opportunity to be jealous and made up stories that were not true.
What Shang Ziyi heard in the mall was completely unfounded.
There were others, some of which were heard by Mr. Fu and refuted immediately, while others were heard by Fu Zhou and scolded.
"Zhou Yan?" Shang Ziyi's long hair shimmered in the sunset light, and her cheeks were particularly radiant. She blinked, "Why is he talking nonsense?"
"When he was talking to me on the phone, the elders at home overheard him." Fu Zhou said, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
"You didn't do it, why are you apologizing?" Shang Ziyi's arrogance suddenly subsided, and she bit her lip with her pearly teeth, "Does your family know about it?"
Fu Zhou: "Yeah."
"What do they think?" Shang Ziyi looked quite relaxed, but she was actually a little panicked. It didn't matter what the other elders said, but the opinions of the Fu family were still very important.
"Are you worried?" Fu Zhou asked.
Shang Ziyi is a person who really acts when she's being pretentious, and really is being stubborn when she's being stubborn. "What am I worried about? I don't have any."
She murmured softly, "I don't have to marry you."
Fu Zhou pretended not to hear the rest of the words, but the last sentence made him frown, "If you don't marry me, who will I marry? Huh?"
"There are so many talented young men in Beijing, I can marry any of them." Shang Ziyi is very picky. If she really liked those playboys, she would not have never been in a relationship. "It doesn't have to be you anyway."
Fu Zhou glared at her, moving closer and closer until she had nowhere to retreat. He said, "You have many choices, but I don't. I will only marry you."
Shang Ziyi: “…”
The distance was too close, and it took her breath away. Shang Ziyi's cheeks were stained with a rich blush, and her chest rose and fell, as if she had just finished a long run. "You, don't get so close."
She reached out and pushed him.
Fu Zhou didn't move, his arms hanging at his sides. He leaned slightly, a smile in his deep eyes. "That night we were even closer than we are now, but you didn't push me."
“…”
"I was drunk that night," she said in a coquettish voice. "It doesn't count."
"Are you going to abandon me after having fun with me?" Fu Zhou asked calmly.
What's the point of abandoning her? There's no such thing as a good relationship between them.
"You use the wrong words." Shang Ziyi suppressed her palpitations and looked up. "Are you like this with every woman?"
"I want to say yes." Fu Zhou asked, "Will you kick me or tickle me?"
That night, she scratched him, leaving finger marks of varying depths on his back.
When I woke up, my fingers were sore.
Of course, she wouldn't mention it right now, and pretended to be angry and said, "You rascal, I won't tell you anymore."
She turned to leave, but Fu Zhou reached out to stop her. Shang Ziyi turned around and said, "You, how could you—"
Fu Zhou didn't wait for her to finish, he knelt on one knee on the ground, took out a red velvet box from his trouser pocket, opened it, and found a diamond ring.
The ring sparkled brightly under the sunset glow.
"..." Shang Ziyi's eyes widened, and her lips moved for a long time before she uttered a word, "What are you doing?"
Fu Zhou raised the ring and said softly, "Zi Yi, marry me."
She said she wanted to propose, and he prepared.
He said that he would give her whatever she wanted.
Shang Ziyi's eyelashes trembled violently, "You you you..."
"Marry me," he said.
Shang Ziyi glanced around, afraid that a neighbor might pass by. She reached out and pulled him, "Get up quickly."
"I won't get up unless you agree."
"you……"
Shang Ziyi withdrew her hand, "Are you threatening me?"
"No." Fu Zhou raised his chin, "I'm begging."
How can you ask for help like this? It's not sincere.
"What if I don't accept it? What are you going to do?"
"I can only kneel down," he said. Kneeling down, is he crazy?
Shang Ziyi has very good eyesight and saw a car coming towards her from a distance. She didn't know which neighbor it was, but no matter which family it was, it was always bad to be seen.
She took the ring and put it on her ring finger. "Okay, I agree. Get up quickly."
Fu Zhou was pulled up by her and fell towards her under her force.
Shang Ziyi had nowhere to retreat and could only hug him. This was the first time they hugged each other since that night.
How does it feel?
Shang Ziyi's mind went blank. After a few seconds of silence, she pushed him away. As she raised her hand to tidy up her hair, she said awkwardly, "I agree to get married, but you have to follow my requirements, otherwise I won't get married."
Fu Zhou: "Okay, you have the final say."
"Don't agree so readily and regret it later."
"I never do anything I regret."
"Don't be too confident, or you'll get slapped in the face."
"I can take the test."
-
That was the end of the conversation that day. Shang Ziyi turned back, and Fu Zhou waited until the door was closed before starting the car and leaving.
Zhou Yan kept sending him WeChat messages, but he didn't reply to any of them.
Zhou Yan called, "What do you think I should do to get forgiveness?"
"Let's get together tonight and tell you."
"Okay, I'll arrange it."
Zhou Yan came here to apologize for his crime, and the restaurant he chose was the most luxurious one in northern Beijing, and the wine and drinks he served were also the best.
We haven't stopped talking since we met.
"...I really didn't know my mom was at home at that time. She clearly said she had something to do and had to leave early. I also didn't know my mom would tell grandpa, 'I'm sorry, it's all my fault, so you can punish me, you can punish me in any way you want.'"
"Otherwise, I'll drink all this wine."
"Get lost." Fu Zhou snatched the bottle. "The wine I stored here isn't for you to drink for free. If you want to drink, go buy it yourself."
"It's only a few million, when did you become so stingy?" Zhou Yan originally planned to buy some wine himself, but then he remembered that Fu Zhou had some stored here, so he went to drink it directly. He poured himself a glass, drank it, and asked, "How is she? Is she angry?"
Fu Zhou raised his eyes, "What do you think?"
"Oh, it's my fault. I'm a bit too talkative." Zhou Yan filled the glass and picked it up. "I apologize to you."
Fu Zhou ignored him.
Zhou Yan clinked the cup in front of him and said, "Tell me what you want me to do, and I will do it for you no matter how hard it takes."
"You don't have to die. Just keep your mother's mouth shut." Fu Zhou said, "Don't let her talk nonsense everywhere."
Zhou Yan raised his hand and swore, "No problem, I will definitely take good care of my mother."
"By the way, when are you planning to have your wedding?"
“I don’t know.”
"How come you don't know you're getting married?"
"She said she had her own considerations and would tell me later."
Zhou Yan said with a sigh, "God is so fair. He made you arrogant before, but now you've met a difficult person."
"Are you gloating?"
"No, I'm praying." Zhou Yan said shamelessly, "I'm asking God to make you feel better."
"I don't know whether I'm having a good time or not, but it's true that you're having a hard time." Fu Zhou glanced at his phone.
Zhou Yan lowered his head, looked at the caller ID, and trembled, "Please answer it for me."
Fu Zhou picked up the wine glass and took a sip slowly, then began to count silently, "1, 2, 3, 4."
Just as I counted to 4, the door was pushed open and someone stormed in, hands on hips, and said, "Zhou Yan, let's see where you can hide."
Zhou Yan screamed when he saw the person coming and ran behind Fu Zhou, "Did you bring her here?"
Fu Zhou admitted generously, "Yes."
"You hurt me."
"Who told you to hurt me?"
“…”
The woman's name is Xu Shu. She is Zhou Yan's childhood sweetheart. She has liked Zhou Yan since she was a child, but Zhou Yan has always treated her as his sister. In order not to damage their friendship, she can only hide from him.
Fu Zhou walked out of the private room and heard Zhou Yan's screams from inside: "A Zhou, save me."
Fu Zhou was helpless, he curled his lips and entered the elevator.
Zhou Yan was right in saying that he was a vengeful person. Whoever provoked him would have to think about the consequences.
On the same day, those gossipers also received warning calls.
-
Shang Ziyi was unaware of this. She was working hard in the room, and the sound of keyboard keys never stopped.
Mrs. Shang went upstairs several times and saw her busy, so she gently reminded her, "You're pregnant, you must not get tired."
Shang Ziyi acted coquettishly, "I know, Mommy."
Mrs. Shang: "What are your plans with Fu Zhou? When will you have your wedding?"
"He's been very busy lately." Shang Ziyi said, "We'll do it after he's done with this."
She pushed all the responsibility onto Fu Zhou and refused to admit that she didn't want to do it.
"We can't wait too long."
"Yeah, I see."
Mrs. Shang looked at her well-behaved appearance and was inexplicably moved. "Our Ziyi is going to be a mother too. She will be an adult in the future. She can't act like a spoiled brat anymore."
Shang Ziyi closed her notebook, stood up, and hugged Mrs. Shang, "Mommy, I don't want to grow up."
Madam Shang gently stroked her back and said, "Be careful, the baby in your belly might hear you and laugh at you."
Shang Ziyi stepped back and asked, "Mommy, was it very difficult for you to be pregnant with me?"
Madam Shang glanced at her, her eyes full of smiles, "The joy outweighs the pain, I'm very happy."
Shang Ziyi: "Mommy, thank you."
Mrs. Shang: "Thank you, Mommy. Your arrival has brought me endless happiness."
Perhaps this is the meaning of life, not only the continuation of responsibility, but more importantly the continuation of love.
-
Shang Ziyi wrote a lot, and deleted the most important parts.
After seeing it, Fan Xue gave a thumbs-up and said, "Awesome."
She said, "If you write like this, aren't you afraid that Fu Zhou won't want to marry you?"
"This is just the beginning. If he doesn't want to marry me because of this, then he'd better not marry me." Shang Ziyi said while eating an orange, "Anyway, I can take care of the baby myself."
"You call this... just like that?" Fan Xue looked at the densely packed words. "My God, there are more than a dozen of them. Which man can do this?"
"I don't care. This is my basic requirement." Shang Ziyi said, "If you can do it, I'll marry you. If not, forget it."
Fan Xue leaned her head forward and began to read. The more she read, the more the corners of her lips twitched.
"...a royal wedding dress, inlaid with at least a hundred diamonds..."
Her eyelids began to twitch, and she couldn't help but wonder if Fu Zhou would still marry her after seeing these "basic requirements".
…
At noon that day, Shang Ziyi asked Fu Zhou to meet at a cafe near her home.
Fu Zhou arrived on time. When Shang Ziyi saw him, she just raised her eyes, said nothing, and lowered her head to continue sipping her coffee.
Fu Zhou stretched out his hand to stop her, "Pregnant women can't drink coffee."
He raised his hand to call the waiter and asked for lemonade.
He was so focused on talking to the waiter that he didn't notice a flash of something in Shang Ziyi's bright eyes. The test had passed.
Shang Ziyi pushed away the coffee and took a sip of lemonade. It was sour and sweet and quite delicious.
She is usually very picky about food, not only about food but also about drinks. This is the first time she found lemonade delicious, and she drank several sips in a row before stopping.
Fu Zhou didn't look impatient or angry. He waited for her to finish drinking and then offered her a tissue.
Shang Ziyi indicated with her eyes that she wanted to have dessert.
Fu Zhou pushed the dessert in front of her and handed her a fork.
Shang Ziyi took it, scooped a small bite and put it in her mouth. It was very sticky and delicious.
After they finished drinking and eating, half an hour passed before she started talking.
"I said, you can get married, but you have to follow my rules."
Fu Zhou raised his hand and said, "Please speak."
Shang Ziyi: "Castle wedding, white roses airlifted from France."
"The carpet has to be imported, stretching from the door all the way to the bedroom."
"I want a royal wedding dress with at least a hundred diamonds."
"The crown must be the same style as the royal family."
"Also, the bed has to be custom-made. I can't sleep on a bed that costs less than a million."
"A bathroom that's too small won't work either. I can't get used to it if it's less than 100 square meters."
"I also have requirements for the betrothal gifts. Each one must be a limited edition."
"We can't have just one wedding house, we need at least ten."
"I like traveling, and I want a holiday island too."
“…”
Some of these are what Shang Ziyi really needs, and some are from online references. As the saying goes, if you want to marry her, you have to give her your best.
What she values is not only material things, but more importantly, the person's heart.
She risked her life to give birth to a child for him, so she can't be neglected. Others may not cherish her, but she must cherish herself.
Shang Ziyi looked around as she spoke, "If you can't do it, you don't have to get married—"
Fu Zhou's dark eyes were filled with smiles, and he interrupted in a gentle voice: "Everything will be prepared as you said. In addition, the betrothal gift is 10 billion, plus ten resort islands."
Shang Ziyi: "This..."
Fu Zhou: "And all my wealth."
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