Xu Zhaozhao is used to being criticized, so Xu Mingxu's act of self-disclosure is to support her.
but……
Xu Zhaozhao immediately logged out of Weibo and found Xu Mingxu's phone number.
"Hello?"
A cold, hard male voice came through.
"Dad, won't posting this on Weibo affect your work?"
Xu Zhaozhao's voice sounded somewhat anxious.
Once you reach Xu Mingxu's position, it's best not to speak in public.
Even this Weibo post might be reported for being "showy," which could affect Xu Mingxu.
Forget about posting on Weibo, Xu Mingxu sometimes can't even make a phone call to his family when he's on a mission.
"fine."
His coldness couldn't be kept up any longer, and he said to Xu Zhaozhao with a smile in his voice, "Dad's retired!"
Having teetered on the brink of life and death for so long, it's time for a rest.
“My superiors wanted to send me on a mission, but I told them my daughter was getting married and they wouldn’t grant me leave.”
He gave a somewhat willful snort: "I quit!"
Xu Zhaozhao hung up the phone with trembling fingers, her eyes hot, but she felt she shouldn't shed tears.
Still feeling uneasy, I opened the chat window with Song Jinshi and typed.
Shh: Did Dad really retire for my sake? [Panic]
Shishi: Don't believe him! [Rolls eyes]
Shishi: He never intended to join that team. It was only five years ago, when you insisted on severing ties with him because of Fu Shagou, that he joined that team.
Shishi: He didn't want to do it anymore! [crying]
Song Jinshi's younger brother is a good friend; he's honest about things.
Xu Zhaozhao seemed somewhat dazed when Fu Chengze was mentioned.
He's probably already inside, pedaling the sewing machine until it's smoking, right?
No wonder Xu Mingxu didn't give her a friendly look—after all, things must have turned out pretty badly before. He even said things like severing ties.
But during this meeting, he didn't mention it at all, which indirectly indicated that he had forgiven his daughter.
Xu Zhaozhao let out a heavy sigh and re-entered Weibo.
[I admit I yelled a bit too loudly, Sister Zhao, you were hiding it so well, sob sob]
When will Sister Zhao have her second child? I'll calculate when I'll be reincarnated [angel]. My future wealth and glory depend on what I strive for in this life! [working hard]
[Sister Zhao, Sister Zhao, is the wedding really not going to be live-streamed? I want to see this fairytale romance! [pleading]]
What kind of wedding is your sister planning? How about a traditional Chinese style? She'll look stunning in it! [Looking forward to it]
...
The internet is also very realistic.
After learning about Xu Zhaozhao's family background, the negative comments decreased significantly.
Will the wedding be streamed live? I don't know.
Xu Zhaozhao wanted a Western-style dress, but she also really liked the Chinese-style dress...
After thinking for a long time without finding an answer, Xu Zhaozhao, feeling rather tired, fell asleep without realizing it.
I slept until I naturally woke up; this morning was a little different from usual.
She thought it would be another morning where she had to struggle to get out of bed, but unexpectedly, as she rolled around, she ended up in a warm and cozy embrace.
Opening her still-sleepy eyes, she was struck by Gu Qingyan's stunning beauty.
Thinking she was seeing things, Xu Zhaozhao blinked, but the person in front of her did not disappear.
His hand unceremoniously encircled her waist, his voice husky: "Good morning, wife."
Her hair brushed against the nape of her neck, tickling her.
She couldn't help but nudge him, and only after he turned his head away did she ask, "Why weren't you busy today?"
When she wakes up naturally, she usually doesn't see Gu Qingyan.
"I've taken leave."
He gave Xu Zhaozhao a mysterious bite on the shoulder: "I have something more important to do when I take the baby out today."
Xu Zhaozhao hit him squarely in the face with a pillow, then scurried into the bathroom to wash up.
Looking at the faint teeth marks on her shoulder, her face turned bright red.
...
After washing up, Xu Zhaozhao followed Gu Qingyan out and soon arrived at their destination.
After Xu Zhaozhao got out of the car, a look of doubt flashed in her eyes.
The more important thing Gu Qingyan mentioned was coming to the law firm?
What are you doing here?
During the time he led her inside, Xu Zhaozhao couldn't figure it out.
Upon arriving at the private meeting room, the lawyer had already prepared tea and was waiting for them. The two took their seats.
The lawyer took two documents out of his briefcase.
The Asset Transfer Agreement is made in duplicate.
Gu Qing reached out and took it, then pushed it in front of Xu Zhaozhao, saying, "Take a look."
Xu Zhaozhao picked up the contract and examined it carefully—no document requiring her signature could be taken lightly.
The more I look at it, the more alarmed I become.
Gu Qingyan's assets are spread all over the world, and he even has shares in some brands that Xu Zhaozhao is familiar with.
More than 300 companies, real estate around the world, investment funds... listed on three full A4 pages.
Below it reads: "[All of the above (including all assets acquired by Gu Qingyan afterward) is hereby gifted to his wife, Xu Zhaozhao.]"
Xu Zhaozhao's eyes widened instantly, and she almost dropped the document. "All of it... for me?!"
"This is the most important thing today."
Gu Qingyan pulled a pen from the table, removed the cap, and handed it to Xu Zhaozhao. "If there are no problems... please accept the betrothal gifts, baby."
With this as betrothal gift, I will marry you.
"You really don't want to leave any for yourself?"
Xu Zhaozhao had never seen anyone like Gu Qingyan... such a top-tier love-obsessed person!
"Not keeping them."
He answered decisively, extending the pen slightly forward, "If you don't give money to your wife, then making money is meaningless."
Xu Zhaozhao froze like a wooden doll for a minute before taking the pen he handed her and signing her name shakily and crookedly.
Xu Zhaozhao was somewhat dazed as she walked out of the law firm.
She is now a true high-ranking person.
Gu Qingyan held her hand tightly. "Now it's the second most important thing."
With him leading the way, Xu Zhaozhao drove from the law firm to the vicinity of the Forbidden City, stopping in front of a retro-style building.
There was no signboard, but a glance inside told you what it was about—a dazzling array of Han-style wedding attire, its elegance evident even to the naked eye.
A Western-style wedding is Xu Zhaozhao's obsession, but that doesn't mean she doesn't yearn for a Chinese-style wedding.
An elderly woman with glasses and slightly gray hair took off her reading glasses and glanced at them, clearly recognizing Gu Qingyan.
"Sir and Madam, please follow me."
The two held hands and went upstairs with the old lady.
It's a retro-style attic, looking quite old, rustic but not dilapidated.
The old lady pushed open one of the doors and led them inside, saying, "These are the wedding clothes you ordered."
Two sets of wedding dresses were hung on poles, with crowns and various metal jewelry placed beside them.
The dragon and phoenix embroidery is stitched on stitch by stitch, the flowers on the crown are handmade one by one, and the jewelry is made as a set.
It is the romance of a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe.
She stared blankly at Gu Qingyan, "This is..."
Didn't they agree to have a Western-style wedding?
Gu Qingyan's eyes were also smiling. "The second important thing today is to take wedding photos in traditional Chinese wedding attire."
I'll only get married once.
Regrets are not allowed.
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