Chapter 72 Marriage Contract
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"Mr. Shi, we've arrived," the driver said.
Scarecrow's Private Kitchen.
Cheng Jia got out of the car from the right side, while Shi Qingci got out from the left side.
Once the car door closed, the driver moved the car forward.
They stood facing each other, and Shi Qingci reached out her hand: "Want to hold my hand? Here, take it."
"Thank you." Cheng Jia, of course, refused to take his hand!
The two walked side by side toward the restaurant.
It was already getting dark; even the sunset had disappeared by 6 p.m.
The doorman asked for their box number and led them upstairs.
"Eating more noodles is good for your health." Shi Qingci, who was climbing the stairs, looked at the signboard in the lobby and suddenly said to the person beside her.
Cheng Jia was a beat slow to realize that it was being spoken to him.
This was the first time we had such casual conversation since we reunited.
Cheng Jia: "It seems so."
"Eat more later, you seem to have lost weight recently," Shi Qingci leaned back and glanced at Cheng Jia's back. "Does the sales office have staff meals at noon?"
Damn, where are you looking?
Cheng Jia awkwardly put her hands behind her back and patted the back of her windbreaker.
"The sales office doesn't provide staff meals, so I just eat whatever's available nearby for lunch. But my roommate saves dinner for me in the evening... Mr. Shi, you don't need to worry about these things."
"Eat a quick lunch, then eat a lot for dinner, and then go to sleep?" Shi Qingci ignored Cheng Jia's last sentence and frowned decisively. "Eating a full meal and then lying in bed to sleep is not good for digestion and is bad for the stomach."
"......"
Is this person out of their mind?
Cheng Jia turned to look at President Shi with a complicated expression: "My eating habits are my own responsibility, and that's not within the scope of the client's control."
“I’m not a client, I’m an old classmate,” Shi Qingci said, then looked intently at Cheng Jia’s face, raising an eyebrow, “Doesn’t that count?”
Calculate.
Should I count?
Cheng Jia didn't reply to that.
The two of them reached the door of the private room.
"Please come in." The waiter opened the door to the private room.
To their surprise, there was another person in the private room besides Zhou Minghe.
Zhou Minghe was wearing a black and white striped casual outfit, and a hot girl with exquisite makeup was standing next to him. The two seemed to be arguing and bickering.
I don't recognize this hot girl, Shi Qingci.
But Cheng Jia knows him!
Upon seeing Tan Ying's figure, Cheng Jia instinctively dodged, even grabbing Shi Qingci's arm to make her block him: "...Don't move."
"?" Shi Qingci was jolted by the tug.
Who is it?
Cheng Jia was terrified.
The two people at the dining table also saw them come in.
Before Zhou Minghe could get up, Tan Ying, wearing a light blue Chanel-style short skirt, tossed her long, chestnut-brown wavy hair and ran straight toward Cheng Jia in her high-heeled leather boots.
"Cheng Jia, if you keep hiding, come out!" Tan Ying's voice was clear and her smile was exceptionally bright. She grabbed Cheng Jia's arm and pulled her out from behind Shi Qingci. "Ta-da! Does my new hairstyle look good? Have you missed me in the past six months? Tell me..."
Tan Ying was talking to the boy she liked.
Suddenly, I noticed a man dressed in dark purple clothes standing next to me.
She hugged Cheng Jia's arm and greeted him, "Oh, this must be President Shi? My dad mentioned him to me. Hello, hello, I'm Tan Ying, the daughter of Tan Yubai from Fuyang Group."
"...Let go first." Cheng Jia struggled slightly, afraid of hurting this young lady.
Tan Ying clung to Cheng Jia tightly, her bright and spirited face glaring at him. "What are you doing? You promised that if I agreed to go abroad to study, you would agree to be with me. What's wrong with hugging me now?"
“Studying abroad takes a total of six years, and you’ve only been there for half a year,” Cheng Jia said.
Moreover, it was originally just a stopgap measure to trick my aunt into going abroad.
The agreement was that they would get together six years after Tan Ying graduated.
It's not good now.
Tan Ying hugged Cheng Jia and looked up at her, saying, "I don't care, I miss you so much. I want to be with you right now, otherwise I won't go back to Australia. Cheng Jia, do you miss me? You've gotten so thin. I just had a fight with that bastard Zhou Minghe, and he actually fired you! Why didn't you tell me? Go work at my dad's company."
"No, you, you let me go first." Cheng Jia said helplessly.
This girl is still as outgoing and dramatic as ever.
The more people there were, the closer she got.
"......"
Beside her, Shi Qingci stared at the scene with a head full of question marks.
Zhou Minghe walked up behind him and explained in a low voice, "Tan Ying is the daughter of Fuyang Group. I don't know what she was blind to fall for Cheng Jia. She made her father so angry that he conspired with Cheng Jia to trick her into going abroad. She ran away and came back today."
A rich heiress falls for a poor bar marketing guy.
It's like Snow White was tricked by the blond-haired boy.
The princess's father, the old king, of course disagreed.
Cheng Jia was also self-aware and never had any romantic feelings for Tan Ying.
Cheng Jia rejected Tan Ying many times, but the princess had always wanted everything since she was a child, and she was determined to be with Cheng Jia. The more she was rejected, the more obsessed she became.
Inside the private room.
The four people took their seats.
"There are people here, let go first." Cheng Jia tried to pull Tan Ying away but couldn't, as Tan Ying clung to him.
Tan Ying was willful and domineering: "I haven't seen you for more than half a year. What's wrong with me hugging you? Did you conspire with my dad to lie to me? You don't plan to be with me? Cheng Jia, think it over before you speak, or I'll kill you."
"Can we talk after we finish eating?" Cheng Jia could feel a strong, cold gaze fixed on him from his left.
The person whose gaze was being directed was, of course, Shi Qingci.
Shi Qingci remembered what Cheng Jia had said to him in the car once.
You used your savings to chase after the princess, but she left.
My savings are gone.
So the flowers were given to Tan Ying?
The facts are right in front of us.
So what do we say now? Tan Ying is back and wants to get back together with Cheng Jia.
Cheng Jia's reluctance to pursue the debt probably means he still likes her.
Are they going to get together?
It was a drawn-out, tug-of-war situation.
"Tan Ying, can't you act like a girl at all?" Zhou Minghe couldn't stand it anymore, his face full of impatience. "I'm still with President Shi, what are you doing clinging to a man's arm? I'm taking a picture and sending it to your dad."
The Tan family and Zhou Minghe's father were old friends.
Zhou Minghe and Tan Ying grew up together.
Tan Ying is one year older than Cheng Jia.
Tan Yingcai wasn't afraid: "Go ahead and post it! If you dare to post it, I'll get engaged to Cheng Jia tomorrow, I won't go to Australia anymore, I'll have two kids in three years and come home to have them!"
"Can't you be a little more conservative?" Zhou Minghe covered his face in anger.
Tan Ying: "You have the right to lecture me about how many women you change in a year?"
"Cheng Jia is clearly not interested in you. What's the point of you sticking to him? Are you looking for a man?" Zhou Minghe's words were already harsh, but now they were even harsher.
Tan Ying grabbed the chopsticks in front of her and slammed them at Zhou Minghe: "I can stick with whoever I want, I just like Cheng Jia, I'm missing him!"
"Are you fucking sick?" Zhou Minghe dodged the chopsticks.
Tan Ying snorted coldly, released Cheng Jia's arm but still sat very close: "Cheng Jia, don't care what he says, he's just jealous of you. I'd rather marry a dog than marry him! A marriage contract is nothing, Cheng Jia, let's get married."
“...?” Cheng Jia was stunned.
Tan Ying and Zhou Minghe are engaged.
Upon hearing this news, Tan Yingcai returned.
She will not marry Zhou Minghe.
“Tan Ying, listen up. The engagement was arranged by my parents and I had no idea about it. Don’t act like I want to marry you so much. I wouldn’t even want you if I married an old sow,” Zhou Minghe laughed. “Cheng Jia, listen up too. If you dare to marry her, we’re done. I’m afraid you’ll pass on your bad luck to me.”
Cheng Jia shook her head violently: "No, no."
He hadn't thought about anything going on with Tan Ying.
Moreover, he always felt that Tan Ying didn't like him.
Because Tan Ying rarely contacted him during the six months he spent studying abroad.
Tan Yingcai was only warm when they met.
Occasionally, I would ask Cheng Jia if her work at Jinhe was going well.
Ask him what his boss, Zhou Minghe, is doing.
That's all we talked about.
Judging from the looks of it, Tan Ying was smiling more happily than Zhou Minghe: "Okay, I'll consider it a favor to Jiajia and me. Remember to give a gift at the engagement banquet, or I'll look down on you."
"Marriage," Zhou Minghe exhaled a puff of smoke, his tone slightly mocking, "You ask if Cheng Jia dares to marry you, Miss Tan, what kind of dream are you having?"
Tan Ying turned to look at Cheng Jia: "Will you marry me?"
Cheng Jia daring to say he wouldn't marry her was disrespectful to her.
She'll get angry.
Even a casual friend would have to give her a way out at this point.
Cheng Jia had to agree to her request.
"......"
"......"
Shi Qingci bumped Cheng Jia's leg with her knee under the table.
Expressionless face but clear eyes—
You dare to agree and try.
Cheng Jia.
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