Chapter 20 I Understand Her·Respect

study.

Mr. Shang sat on the sofa, looking at Shang Yanci who was sitting opposite him without any expression.

His son had not been taken care of since he was young, and had a bad temper. Although he was respectful and polite to his father, it was always as if there was a thin veil between them, making it difficult to see his appearance.

"Yanci, are you sincere to Ningning, or are you just impulsive?" Old Master Shang knew that he shouldn't ask this, but Pei Yuning was the child he watched grow up. She had been let down by Shang Heng once. If Shang Yanci did the same thing again, he would really have no face to associate with the Pei family anymore.

Shang Yanci: "Naturally it is the sincerity."

Mr. Shang sighed and said, "But you have only known each other for a few days? You haven't gotten along well and understood each other."

The faint bitter fragrance of neem flowers outside the window drifted into the study room with the wind. Shang Yanci lowered his eyes and looked at the matte pink "papillon" tattoo on the little finger of his left hand, and whispered: "I understand her."

Mr. Shang thought that he had sent someone to investigate Pei Yuning, and then asked: "After you get married, will she be willing to live in France with you for a long time?"

Shang Yanci said calmly: "No, I will stay in Jingbei."

Mr. Shang was slightly stunned, and after a moment he said, "Then did you agree to my previous request?"

The request he was talking about was to let Shang Yanci return to China to manage the company's development. Shang Xuan was not worthy of being reused. The company's annual data analysis had been declining year by year. If it weren't for the support of Duo Mianxian and a few pragmatic shareholders, the Shang Group would have been finished by him long ago.

Since Shang Yanci took over, the Sinoel Group has flourished under his strict leadership and has become the largest financial group in France.

Furthermore, the development of the Shang Group to where it is today is inseparable from the great support of Shang Yanci's mother. Compared with his eldest son, Mr. Shang still hopes that his youngest son will inherit the group.

Shang Yanci did not comment: "Yes."

Mr. Shang couldn't believe it: "You really agree? You refused no matter what I said in the past few years."

Shang Yanci's tone was subtly harsh: "The annual report is too ugly."

What he said was just short of saying that Shang Xuan was useless.

After leaving the study, Shang Yanci began to arrange a matchmaker, prepare for the betrothal ceremony, and apply for round-trip flights between France and Beijing.

As for how Mr. Shang would arrange Shang Xuan, it was not within Shang Yanci's consideration at all.

Shang Xuan's anger erupted when he received another call from his bodyguard, reporting that Shang Heng still hadn't been found.

He casually picked up the antique vase at the door and smashed it to the ground, overturned the wooden stand, and smashed all the cups and plates on the coffee table, not caring whether anyone would hear it or not.

As early as when Shang Yanci said Pei Yuning agreed to his proposal, Shang Xuan was already on the verge of collapse. His father called Shang Yanci to the study alone at this moment, he must want to seize his power.

Shang Xuan glared at his wife who was helplessly wiping away tears: "Where is Shang Heng? Did you hide him?"

Yi Huan shook her head and cried: "I really don't know."

"Look, you raised a good son, but now he's openly cheating on you when the wedding is approaching!" Shang Xuan walked up to her in anger and grabbed her hair. "You are avenging me for cheating on you before marriage. You planned all of this, didn't you?"

Resentment and resentment surged in Yi Huan's eyes.

Shang Xuan sneered: "Song Xi is my first love. If you hadn't interfered, I would have married her a long time ago."

Yi Huan sneered: "But now she is just a mistress who is not allowed to see the light of day."

"Only those who are not loved are mistresses, like you." Shang Xuan patted her face in a mean manner, threw her to the ground like garbage, turned around and left without caring about her.

Yi Huan grabbed his trousers tightly and asked through gritted teeth: "Where are you going? Your son hasn't been found yet."

Shang Xuan kicked her away: "I have more than one son, Shang Heng. Without Pei Yuning's marriage alliance, what value does he have?"

Yi Huan fell to the ground, her hair disheveled, her nails digging into the floor, and she cried out in tears: "You can't go to her! You can't do that to me!"

Shang Xuan pretended not to hear and walked away.

Yuhua Mingyuan.

In the evening, orange-pink clouds of fire fell into the Liyu Lake, reflecting each other, and the sparkling lake surface was stirred by the evening breeze.

As vehicles passed by, a few playful carps occasionally jumped out of the lake, looked curiously at the humans on the shore, and blew bubbles while poking their heads out.

Mr. Shang brought the matchmaker to the house, and the mood of that day was a hundred times more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

According to the custom in northern Beijing, only the elders of the man and the woman need to be present during the ceremony of accepting the marriage proposal and asking for the woman's name.

Pei Yuning stayed in the bedroom and looked up the "Sinoel Group" mentioned by Shang Yanci.

After reading the full introduction, she really couldn't understand, is it really necessary for Shang Yanci to take back the Shang Group?

But on second thought, this was Shang Yanci's love for his deceased mother, so I can understand it.

He was really willing to sacrifice a lot to get control of the Shang Group. You know, after the two of them got married, if he cheated, all the assets under his name would be transferred to her name. If he was not careful, he would lose everything.

But this was also a kind of guarantee for her. At least within a year, Shang Yanci would never cheat on her. As for whether they would continue their marriage, it all depended on how they cultivated their relationship.

Mrs. Pei knocked on the door. After Pei Yuning answered, she walked in with a smile on her face: "Ningning, the merchant has left. Come with grandma to see the betrothal gifts."

Pei Yuning wanted to go but didn't want to go.

Mrs. Pei's mind was as clear as a mirror: "Not long after the merchant left, she left too."

Pei Yuning then followed him down.

As they walked, Madam Pei said, "I originally thought that time was tight and I was afraid that I would wrong you in a hurry, but Shang Yanci's gift was very thoughtful, which shows that Shang Yanci cares about you."

In the hall, there are dozens of gifts that symbolize a happy marriage: ten wild geese with red silk tied around their necks, sake, millet, longevity thread, and Lude vanilla...

The red glow in the eyes makes it difficult for people to find a place to stay.

The most valuable piece is the half-meter-tall dragon stone jadeite Buddha statue.

Pei Yuning recalled that one year she bought a dragon stone jadeite ring for her grandmother. It was the size of a dove egg and was priced at 13 million. The final transaction price was 19 million.

The value of this jade Buddha statue before us is inestimable. The gift of marriage proposal is even more precious than the betrothal gift.

No one would dislike the feeling of being held in the palm of someone's heart and valued.

Pei Yuning's heartbeat quickened, and he ran back to the upstairs bedroom, picked up his phone, and sent a WeChat message to Shang Yanci.