"Born into a wealthy family, how can everything go your way? If so, it's better to let nature take its course. You'll have to get married eventually, and if it's not you, it doesn't matter who it is." - Prologue
Song Ci sat in the coffee shop, listening to the melodious piano music, a little dazed.
It has been a month since she returned to China. She supported her chin with a dazed look on her face, and her memory suddenly returned to the scene of her return.
A month ago.
The sky over Yun City was as usual, a single white cloud drifting across the azure sky, like a girl unexpectedly intruding into someone's world, stirring a small ripple. Yun City, long unseen, was bustling yet leisurely. Meanwhile, at Yun City International Airport, scenes of joy and sorrow unfolded.
At this moment, at the Yun City International Airport, a girl with outstanding temperament and beautiful appearance, wearing a light blue long skirt and a pair of comfortable white shoes, has no makeup on her fair face, and a light lipstick color on her red lips, which makes her already fair skin even whiter. Although low-key, she has attracted the attention of many people.
Huh, I’m finally back to my hometown after so long absence. The air I breathe feels familiar now.
"Oh my god, the young lady is so beautiful. She has no makeup on, but it can't hide her elegance."
"Miss, you must have saved the galaxy in your past life, that's why you're so beautiful in this life."
"The young lady's genes must be very strong, otherwise she wouldn't be so beautiful."
"Oh my god, I like every girl."
"Whose daughter is this? She looks so good in white sneakers. If she wears those high heels, wouldn't she be a perfect queen? Ah, love it."
"This young lady is so pretty, could she be some celebrity?
…
The astonished looks and words of praise from the people around her caught the girl's attention, and then she pulled her luggage and slowly walked towards the exit.
Song Ci, the eldest daughter of the Song Group, went to study in the UK three years ago. Now she has returned from her studies and is an internationally renowned designer.
A boy rushed over and gave Song Ci a big hug, his words still carrying a bit of unconcealed excitement: "Ah, sister, you finally agreed to come back. If you hadn't come back, I, your brother, would have felt like a person without a sister."
Song Ci had a smile on his face and pushed away his sunny and handsome brother with a funny look, "You're so old, and you're still trying to do this to me. Get out of the way." He even took a step back to prevent his brother from rushing over again.
The younger brother touched his nose and said in a somewhat exaggerated manner, "Ah, my heart aches. My sister came back from abroad and didn't recognize me. Ah, ah, ah."
Song Ci looked at his exaggerated performance and felt a little embarrassed. He quickly threw the luggage to him, quickly opened the car door, got in and waited.
Leaving Song Fan where he was, he resigned himself to pulling Song Ci's suitcase. Alas, his sister was still the same as before, not looking happy at all.
He curled his lips and complained, "Sister is still as calm as ever. Even after not seeing each other for a few years, you don't miss your brother. Sister, have you forgotten me, your brother?" Song Ci glanced at him helplessly through the window, as if if he said one more word, he would shut up.
The younger brother looked defeated and admitted defeat. "Okay, okay, stop looking at me like that. It's scary. Welcome home. You've been wandering around for a few years. You're home. Aren't you happy? Mom and Dad are busy today, so they asked me to pick you up."
"Hmm." Song Ci's voice was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking. At this moment, Song Ci felt a little emotional. Finally, she was back. After not seeing her for a few years, Yun City still felt so familiar.
Looking at his younger brother Song Fan, who is six years younger than him, Song Ci suddenly felt that time flies so fast. When he went abroad to study, his younger brother was still a green high school student. Now, he has lost his greenness and has some of the clarity that is unique to college students. However, it seems that he is still so, um, a little stupid.
Sure enough, time is the fastest way to make people age.
This guy still looks like he deserves a beating. Originally, I just wanted the driver to pick me up today, but I guess this guy didn't have classes today, so he came here secretly.
Song Ci likes quietness and has always been a lukewarm person. He likes everything indifferently. Except for people he is close to, he doesn't like to talk much.
She thought about how her younger brother always loved to stick to her, so their relationship was pretty good.
It's only been three years since we last met, but I didn't expect that he has grown to be a head taller than me. Now, he has grown to 1.8 meters, taller than me. When I stand next to him, I just reach his shoulders. He has grown into a handsome young man. When I left, he was still a short boy. Time really flies, and three years have passed in a flash.
My brother quickly put the luggage in the car, closed the door, and drove away, leaving a group of passers-by marveling and lamenting the differences between people.
When I just returned home, my family was always the happiest and most excited. But a month later, everyone disliked me. Before I could even recover from the shock, they started saying that I was too old to find a boyfriend or get married, so they started making arrangements right away.
Right now, she couldn't stand her parents' nagging any longer, so she chose to come out and meet them just to have some peace and quiet.
Since it’s not the person I once liked, then who it is doesn’t matter?
If you have to get married eventually, what difference does it make who you marry?
It would be better to marry someone of equal status, who will at least be of help to the family business in the future.
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