I choose you
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"What is that?" Wu Jianwei suspected that the candy he had just eaten was poisonous and had damaged his ears.
Meng Yanxiu glanced at his watch and said, "The wedding is about to start, and I still need a bride."
He was not marrying Song Yan. Wu Jianwei's eyes widened, but she immediately refused: "What does it have to do with me? I'm not Aladdin's magic lamp."
"I didn't make a wish either." Meng Yanxiu looked at her for two seconds, then took out a contract from the drawer and placed it in front of Wu Jianwei. "You signed your name and put your fingerprints on it. Are you going to unilaterally breach the contract?"
Wu Jianwei hadn't expected him to still have this shabby contract. It was signed the year she met Meng Yanxiu. She had pretended to be his girlfriend and helped him deal with his family to get his inheritance. After the deal was done, he would give her half of the shares of a company under his name.
Meng Yanxiu pressed the contract with his palm, flipped the page to the last one with his index finger, and pointed at a line of words: "You wrote the wedding date four years ago. Do you forget it, or do you deny it?"
When Wu Jianwei wrote down the date, a glimmer of longing flashed through her mind. If she could really fulfill it to this point, it would be such a mysterious thing.
However, reality always makes people wake up, and just one year later, she no longer wanted to have anything to do with this person.
"Have you watched too many TV dramas? Even Mr. Meng, the dignified one, is ignorant of the law? This kind of contract has no legal effect. Even if you sue me, it will only bring shame upon you."
Wu Jianwei flipped the contract over casually and sealed it: "You can go find a man or a woman on the street now. As long as we are both willing and it is legal and compliant, it's fine. Who you marry is none of my business. I will return the money to you."
Meng Yanxiu held her hand down, his Adam's apple bouncing. "Aren't you unwilling to give up? Just treat today as another performance. After the wedding, you'll get the 49% stake you were promised. You can participate in the management, hold onto it yourself, or cash out and resell it. It's your money, and you have the final say."
"I don't want it anymore."
Wu Jianwei pulled her hand back. She didn't want his money or him anymore.
Meng Yanxiu's eyes darkened. "If you don't want it, then the shares will fall into Meng Yuetong's hands."
"You threaten me." Wu Jianwei met his gaze.
"Yes, I'm threatening you." Meng Yanxiu said firmly, "And I mean what I say."
Wu Jianwei stopped transferring the money and put away her phone: "Meng Yuetong is your brother, why don't you just give him the shares?"
"Because he has a grudge against you." Meng Yanxiu lowered his eyes and looked at her, "You and him, I choose you."
Between you and the others, I choose you too. Meng Yanxiu swallowed the second half of his words.
"It's clearly a threat, but you're trying to portray it as selfless." Wu Jianwei sat back on the sofa, "I almost forgot, he's your half-brother. Of course you have to be wary of him. You don't trust anyone."
"You're right."
Meng Yanxiu paused, and without warning, tore up the contract that led to their breakup.
It was a fake contract, but they were in a real love relationship.
Wu Jianwei watched him throw the scraps of paper into the trash can and get rid of everything, but the sharp thorns were still there, having long since pierced into the bones and blood, and there was no way they would be erased with the disappearance of a few pieces of paper.
"I'll give you two choices." Meng Yanxiu walked over and sat down on the sofa next to her.
Wu Jianwei looked at him and said nothing.
Meng Yanxiu's voice became even hoarse: "Choose me, and we'll get married for real. Choose money, and we'll have a fake marriage."
What? Wu Jianwei was startled when she heard this, her fingertips suddenly tensed as if she had been electrocuted. Meng Yanxiu's words made her mind go blank, and her heart was slightly disturbed. She couldn't tell from his tone whether he was telling the truth or if he had a deeper conspiracy.
After a brief hesitation, all those waves were swallowed up by greater determination, and Wu Jianwei's eyes changed from astonishment to determination.
“Even if I didn’t choose money, I wouldn’t choose you.”
Hearing her answer, Meng Yanxiu felt relieved. This seemed to be an expected result. He lowered his head and smiled, a heartbreaking smile.
Yes, if Kirimi Wei wanted to choose him, she would not have left that year.
But now she was back, and even if it wasn't because of him, he still couldn't help but hold on to a glimmer of hope.
"Awu." Meng Yanxiu slowed down his voice.
Wu Jianwei said indifferently: "Don't call me that."
Meng Yanxiu curled his fingers together, gripping the armrest of the sofa, his eyes bloodshot. "You don't like being called that, or do you dislike me being the one calling you that?"
"What do you want to say?" Wu Jianwei didn't want to waste any more time. She wanted to finish this matter quickly. "Are you going to the wedding? I have something else to do in the afternoon. If you don't want to go, I'll leave."
She thought of something and continued, "Also, I don't understand wedding procedures, and I won't cooperate with you in entertaining relatives and friends. Anyway, once the guests start eating, I'll leave. There's no way I'll go to each table with you to toast."
Meng Yanxiu was silent for a few seconds: "Okay, there's more."
To him, he found Kirimi Wei's words very interesting. She was still arguing with him word for word, just like when they worked together before.
"Also..." Kirimi pondered for a moment, almost missing a very important point, "Don't let me speak, I won't say a word."
Meng Yanxiu tapped his fingers lightly: "Say at least two words."
"Which two words?" Wu Jianwei asked.
"The emcee will ask if you are willing to marry him or her." Meng Yanxiu's eyes were fixed on her face. "If you really don't want to speak, then just nod."
After a moment of contemplation, Wu Jianwei made up his mind: "Deal, nothing else?"
"Awu." Meng Yanxiu's expression softened. "I have one last question."
"you say."
"In your heart, which is more important, sincerity or money?" The former Meng Yanxiu would never believe that he would ask such a clichéd question.
Now, he was looking at her with an unquestionable look, trying to influence her.
Wu Jianwei also found it hard to imagine that these words came out of Meng Yanxiu's mouth. She answered him without thinking: "Of course it's sincere."
After saying that, she looked directly into Meng Yanxiu's increasingly intense gaze and added, "Sincerity is more precious, so give me the money and I'll keep your sincerity."
She no longer wanted the sincerity that deceived people's tears.
Their breathing stopped, and the two fell into a silent confrontation. Meng Yanxiu suddenly burst into laughter.
But in just a moment, the loneliness on his face was perfectly concealed.
Then, he stood up calmly, made a phone call, and turned to Wu Jianwei and said, "When you are ready, you can go on stage to perform. Remember to smile. I am very relieved that you have experience."
"This is a private wedding, right?" Kirimi Wei didn't want everyone to know about it.
Meng Yanxiu's eyes darkened slightly, and he nodded at her. "You know the scandals of the Meng family. To hide those things, we have kept a low profile for generations. So, apart from those present today, there won't be any rumors, and there won't be any photos leaked."
"Okay." Kirimi felt relieved.
After a while, a group of makeup artists came into the room pushing wedding dress stands and carrying makeup cases, and began to change Kirimimi's makeup.
Meng Yanxiu walked out of the room without looking back and came to the corridor. He leaned his hands on the cold metal railing and looked down, but his vision was unfocused.
Assistant Lin Jue quickly arrived and stood behind him: "Boss Meng."
"Do me a favor." Meng Yanxiu continued to gaze into the distance, his tone calm, "Transfer 49% of the company's shares to Wu Jianwei."
"Wu Jianwei?" Lin Jue's eyes widened, thinking he had heard it wrong. The name made him gasp.
"Mr. Meng, I shouldn't have said anything, but Miss Wu has misunderstood you. If you give her the shares now, what if she sells them to someone else in the Meng family? All your hard work over the years will be wasted. Besides, hasn't she tricked you before? To be more precise, more than once..."
Lin Jue's voice gradually became lower, worried that he would make Meng Yanxiu angry.
Over the years, no one dared to mention Wu Jianwei in front of Meng Yanxiu, which showed how much he hated her. But only Lin Jue knew that Meng Yanxiu had been traveling to Singapore so often that people thought he had a branch there. So, did he hate her or not?
Even though Lin Jue has been Meng Yanxiu's assistant for five years, he is still not sure what his boss is thinking. Even such a smart person can fall into emotional trouble.
Lin Jue frowned and shook his head, sighing, the sun finally rose from the west, and Meng Yanxiu actually wanted to give her shares. Wasn't he afraid that she would sell him out again?
"She won't." Meng Yanxiu retracted his gaze and looked at Lin Jue.
Meng Yanxiu was so sure, Lin Jue opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Boss Meng, you are back together? But aren't you getting married today..."
Lin Jue asked, but in his heart, he felt it was simply impossible. Regardless of hatred or not, Meng Yanxiu would never forgive anyone who betrayed him. Even when his own mother used him, he stood against his family without mercy, let alone his ex-girlfriend, whom he had only been dating for less than a year.
How can two people get back together after a fight that has left them both dead and ruined?
Meng Yanxiu closed his eyes and ignored Lin Jue, but as soon as he closed his eyes, Wu Jianwei's words just now echoed in his ears.
He wanted to tell Wu Jianwei, who doesn't love money? Loving money is not wrong. The choice he gave her was never one between two. She could obviously have both people and money.
But he knew very well that Kirimi Wei just didn't want him.
"Mr. Meng, what's wrong with your ears?"
Lin Jue suddenly stepped forward, took a closer look, and became nervous: "Did you have a fight with someone? I'll get a lawyer over now. Do you want to call the police? Why is there only the stem left of your corsage..."
"It's okay, no need." Meng Yanxiu raised his hand to touch the blood scab on his earlobe and walked to the bathroom. Lin Jue followed him. Meng Yanxiu washed it with water and said, "Send someone to change the corsage."
"Okay." Lin Jue immediately agreed and confirmed again, "Mr. Meng, are there any additional conditions for the equity transfer?"
Meng Yanxiu pulled two pieces of paper from the paper box, wiped his hands, and looked at himself in the mirror: "No, 0 consideration."
Lin Jue was surprised, but nodded and asked, "Do you have anything else to arrange?"
Meng Yanxiu turned and walked downstairs: "Let's get married first."
"Okay." Lin Jue rubbed his hands and followed excitedly. It seemed that he still had some understanding of the boss. It was impossible for him to get back together with Wu Jianwei. With Wu Jianwei's stubborn personality, she would never look back.
But who is the bride?
Lin Jue, like all the guests attending the wedding, was extremely curious.
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