Chapter 219: Proposal
Three days later.
The small courtyard of He's house was filled with boxes of betrothal gifts.
The spacious living room was filled with various boxes, jewelry, and jewelry boxes tied with red ribbons...
They respectively represent: betrothal money, betrothal gift, diamond ring, and engagement token.
"On behalf of the elders of the Song family, I formally propose to He Ning."
The eldest uncle of the Song family sat properly on the sofa and explained his purpose in a decent and polite manner.
Song Shiqian was dressed in formal attire, sitting on the side, gentle and firm like jade.
In order to show great importance to the betrothal gift, even Mrs. Song, who was over fifty years old, took a plane across more than 2,000 kilometers and sat properly in the living room of the Zhang family.
"We agree that Shi Qian will marry into our family."
She leaned on a crutch, observed Song Shiqian from the side, and continued with the words she had been told long ago.
"But we will also pay for the betrothal gift. This represents the Song family's sincerity and our love for He Ning. Please accept it."
"All etiquette and rules must be followed according to the capital, and we will fully cooperate."
Even Zhang Youqi and Jing Rong, who had seen big scenes,
I was a little confused when I saw this situation early in the morning.
Jingrong's eyes fell on Song Shiqian and asked, "Aren't you in a relationship? Why do you suddenly want to get engaged?"
Song was modest and humble, with a gentle tone of voice.
"Any relationship that doesn't aim for marriage is just a hooligan, so I want to seal the deal first and then move on."
This is a very responsible statement.
The elders also like to listen to it.
The etiquette was also appropriate, it was not a marriage, but an engagement.
It not only gives both parties a sense of security, but also gives both parties an opportunity to retreat.
Jingrong had no objection and glanced at her husband casually.
Zhang Youqi put on airs and gave some instructions to Aunt Wang.
"Go call He Ning down and ask for her advice."
"Yes, sir."
Aunt Wang went upstairs excitedly to call for help.
Zhang Hening had been in a bad mood these days, sleeping late and not going to work. He walked downstairs lazily with a frown on his brow, and saw this scene.
Bright red satin.
Boxes all over the floor.
Dazzling jewellery.
The red real estate book.
And Aunt Wang whispered quickly in her ear: "The Song family is here to propose marriage."
They were kissing in a daze that day, and he whispered in her ear that he wanted to get engaged, and it turned out to be true.
It turned out that Song Shiqian hadn't coaxed her in the past three days.
It was a big one for her.
"He Ning, come here."
Jingrong, who was sitting on the sofa, waved at his daughter and asked her seriously, "Shi Qian said he wanted to get engaged to you and brought a betrothal gift. Your father and I will take your first opinion. What do you think?"
Everyone in the room looked at her.
Looking forward to her response.
Zhang Hening's eyes fell on Song Shiqian who was sitting to the side. The man was dressed in formal attire today, had his hair done, applied hairspray, and shaved.
So handsome.
Those gentle, dark, and beautiful eyes were filled with great anticipation and anxiety.
Zhang Hening held his head high and pretended to be a little proud.
"It's such a big deal, I need to think about it carefully."
"How long do you want to know?" Song Shiqian asked.
"Think about it for three days."
Just as he finished speaking, a buzzing sound came from the yard.
Song Shiqian didn't look back and said calmly: "Your car is here, in the yard."
Zhang Hening: "..."
Oh no, this is really touching.
"The racing car is one of the betrothal gifts. If Ningning needs three days to think about it, we can come back in three days."
Zhang Hening: "..."
Good, good, I’ve been caught like this.
She originally just wanted to tease Song Shiqian and didn't intend to actually ask him to go back and wait for three days.
Zhang Hening changed the subject and put forward a condition.
"I can agree to your request now, but I have two conditions."
She stretched out her hands and said proudly:
"I want to complete the engagement ceremony before the New Year."
"Then, he—will spend the New Year at my house!"
After saying this, without waiting for the two people from the Song family to agree, Song Shiqian dropped a word in a resounding voice.
"Okay, they promise you."
Uncle Song: “?”
The old lady of the Song family hesitated and said, "There is only a little over a month left until the New Year. Time is too tight. I'm afraid it will be too late..."
"There's still time."
Song Shiqian stood up and successfully finalized the engagement plan.
“Where there are difficulties, I will find a way.”
The engagement was thus finalized.
The elders of the two families discussed with each other and chose an auspicious date respectively, and then synchronized the date in the group of Song Xi’s last wedding.
After a whole morning of trouble, everyone left.
Song Shiqian also politely drove away.
There are only my own people left at home.
Zhang Hening finally revealed his true colors.
She walked through the entire hall, checking all the betrothal gifts.
9.99 million in cash.
9 sets of jewelry.
Some gold.
And racing keys.
Finally, there is an ID card of Song Shiqian himself.
Zhang Hening picked up the newly-issued ID card with Beijing household registration and narrowed his eyes.
Aunt Wang was also happy beside her: "Our Ningning finally doesn't have to marry into another family. That's great."
Jingrong personally counted the betrothal gifts and said, "Forget about the rest. It's freezing cold out here. Put the cash in the warehouse and don't let her touch it."
Aunt Wang nodded repeatedly and asked the family driver to move the things.
As someone holding a black card, who cares about that little bit of cash?
Zhang Hening changed his clothes, picked up the car keys, and unlocked his beloved top-of-the-line racing car in the yard.
She didn't expect Song Shiqian to be so fast.
The execution ability is even more terrifying.
From ordering the car, to writing the system, to negotiating with the car companies, and then implanting the system.
In less than a month, it was delivered to her.
I remember that when she wanted to buy a mini BMW, she begged Zhang Henian for a week.
Comparing yourself to others will make you feel nauseous.
She turned the car key, listened to the buzzing sound, and felt relaxed both physically and mentally.
With a step on the accelerator, the car slid out like flying.
Zhang Hening drove a head-turning sports car out of the courtyard and out of the villa area. At the turning intersection, he was stopped by a business car.
The black car seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.
The car door opened, and a handsome man came out from the driver's seat and walked straight towards her.
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