"Wenqing, I really like you and want to marry you." Seeing Song Wenqing's face full of resistance, the man explained helplessly.
Song Wenqing looked at the man in front of him and said coldly, "But I don't like you."
The man looked a little embarrassed. At this time, Song's mother, Wang Lian, walked in. After hearing what Song Wenqing said, she said, "What's the big deal? Relationships can be cultivated. When I married your father, we had never even met in person. Now we've lived together for half our lives, haven't we?"
Seeing this, Song Wenjun also interrupted and said, "That's right. I think my brother-in-law really likes you, otherwise he wouldn't give you so much betrothal gifts. I've never seen anyone in our village get married with so much betrothal gifts."
Song Wenqing knew that no matter what she said now, it would be useless. She took the scissors from the cabinet and looked at everyone calmly.
"If I die, you won't get a penny of the betrothal gift."
Seeing this, Wang Lian slapped her thigh and howled, "Oh, you unfilial daughter! Your father and I did all this for your own good. We raised you up, and this is how you repay us?"
Song's father, Song Youguo, also walked in with a serious face. Seeing Song Wenqing like this, he started to scold her, "You dead girl, we have raised you for nothing all these years. It's useless if you don't agree to this marriage today. We have accepted the betrothal gifts. Even if you die, you are still a member of the Huang family."
The man who went on a blind date with Song Wenqing was named Huang Weimin.
Huang Weimin didn't expect that Song Wenqing would have such a strong opinion of him. He also knew that he was a little older, but he had both a house and money. If Song Wenqing married him, she wouldn't have to work so hard.
"Wenqing, don't be angry with your uncle and aunt. I promise you, as long as you marry me, our house and money will be handed over to you to manage. I also have two houses outside. When the time comes, renting them out will also generate income, and you won't have to work then."
Huang Weimin thought that the conditions he offered were already very good. Song Wenqing was just a little impulsive now. Once she calmed down and thought it through, she would agree.
What Wang Lian said just now is right, emotional matters can be cultivated slowly.
Even if Song Wenqing doesn't like her now, after she marries him, she will slowly realize his good qualities.
Besides, older men know how to care for others, and he is confident that he can make Song Wenqing follow him willingly.
"Uncle and aunt, don't push her too hard. I believe she will think it through." Huang Weimin said to Song's father and mother.
Song Wenqing knew that he couldn't get out no matter what, even if he wanted to ask for help.
So she took the scissors and cut her wrists in front of everyone with an expressionless face.
Her action startled everyone. Song Wenqing ignored her parents and brother, but looked at Huang Weimin and said calmly, "I'm not kidding you. If you really want to marry me, I'm sure you'll end up marrying a corpse. Are you sure you still want to marry me?"
Song Wenqing was also desperate. She just wanted to get out, go back to Qing City, and escape from this home, the farther the better.
"Wenqing, why are you doing this?" Huang Weimin sighed when he saw this.
He really liked Song Wenqing. Seeing that she had cut herself, he quickly found something to stop the bleeding on her wrist, then pulled her outside with an anxious look on his face.
"Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."
Her parents had no time to think now. They just wanted to take care of Song Wenqing's injuries as soon as possible, otherwise if she really died, the betrothal gifts they had worked so hard to get would be wasted.
Anyway, they will never return the betrothal gift. Now there are only two options left for Song Wenqing. One is to marry Huang Weimin, and the other is to pay him back all the betrothal gift money.
Song Wenqing finally managed to get out, but he didn't have time to care about the injury on his wrist. After leaving the village, he immediately headed towards the city.
Huang Weimin saw this and caught up on his bicycle, saying with concern: "Walk slowly, I'll take you to the hospital to treat your wound later."
Seeing that he wasn't such a bad person, Song Wenqing told him the truth: "I won't marry you. If I can't marry the person I love in this life, I'd rather live alone for the rest of my life. I will return the money my parents took from you."
After hearing Song Wenqing's words, Huang Weimin was a little unwilling, but he thought that as long as he was sincere, he would be able to impress Song Wenqing one day.
After arriving in Qing City, Song Wenqing's wrist injury was already very serious, so she had to go to the hospital to treat the wound first.
Song Wenqing came out in a hurry and had no money on her, and she didn't want to use Huang Weimin's money.
Just as she was hesitating, a voice came from behind her.
"Sister Song."
Su Ying didn't expect that she would run into Song Wenqing just after she finished the examination and was about to leave.
The last time she was checked in the hospital, she found that the fetus was in critical condition and all the doctors in the hospital advised her to have an abortion.
It was also thanks to her examination that the child was finally saved.
This check-up was also her first time to come to the hospital for a check-up after Ma Xiaoe successfully treated her.
The doctors who examined her before were also very shocked when they saw the condition of the baby. They didn't expect that the baby in Su Ying's belly was in such a critical condition before, but now it is out of danger.
They also didn't expect that Su Ying's insistence was correct and the child was actually saved.
After the examination, Su Ying and Jiang Yue walked out after confirming that there was nothing wrong with her and the child.
"Yingying, why are you here?" Seeing Su Ying, Song Wenqing was slightly stunned and asked.
At this time, she looked at Jiang Yue beside her, and her eyes fell on Su Ying's belly, and she knew that she must have come for a check-up.
"Let me check the baby. What's wrong with your wrist? Why is there so much blood?" Su Ying was speaking when her eyes fell on Song Wenqing's wrist. Her face changed and she asked hurriedly.
Song Wenqing felt a little dizzy at this time due to excessive blood loss, and his lips and face were abnormally pale.
"It's a long story. I'll tell you slowly later." Song Wenqing didn't want to tell Su Ying about this here.
"Wenqing, your injury needs to be treated quickly. I will go and pay you." Seeing this, Huang Weimin said to Song Wenqing.
At this time, Su Ying also discovered that there was a man standing next to Song Wenqing, and this man looked to be in his forties.
When she saw Song Wenqing like this, she was extremely worried.
"Yingying, can you lend me some money?" Song Wenqing said to Su Ying somewhat embarrassedly.
She didn't want to owe Huang Weimin anything, for fear that the debt would increase and she would end up getting herself into trouble.
"How much do you want? I didn't bring much money with me when I went out. Is this fifty yuan enough? If not, I'll go back and get more." Su Ying said as she took out all the money in her pocket and handed it to her.
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