Wen Qiao walked forward, Jin Pingzhou's words not long ago were still echoing in her ears, but what surprised Wen Qiao herself was that she couldn't spare a moment to feel sad.
She just wants to leave here and leave him quickly.
Probably because of the bad weather, it was particularly difficult to wait for a taxi late at night.
Wen Qiao was shivering from the cold. What caught her even more unprepared was that the umbrella she was holding was blown over by the strong wind.
She stood in a mess on the roadside in the heavy rain. Suddenly, a strong thought came to her.
She took out her cell phone from her pocket with trembling hands, flipped to a number, dialed it, and said calmly to the other party: "Sister Chen, please help me arrange the meeting with Mr. Shen."
Sister Chen is the person in charge of a large matchmaking studio in Hai City, and she happens to be Wen Qiao's neighbor downstairs in the same community. She sees Wen Qiao's beauty, high education and good personality, so she especially admires her, and she also Not knowing the relationship between Wen Qiao and Jin Pingzhou, he kept thinking about finding a good partner for her.
Several times before, Wen Qiao politely refused. This time Wen Qiao took the initiative to talk about it, and of course Sister Chen happily took the lead.
"But then again, why did you suddenly think about it? Haven't you always been opposed to blind dates before?"
Wen Qiao laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought about it."
Grandma is over seventy years old, and her health is getting worse every day due to high blood pressure and heart disease.
Despite this, she remembered her granddaughter's promise to bring her boyfriend to see her, and she kept waiting.
Sister Chen was very efficient in doing things, and Wen Qiao was waiting to meet Mr. Shen the next morning.
She dressed up specially and showed up at the date place - an antique and very stylish teahouse.
Pushing open the door to the private room of the teahouse, a faint scent of ebony aloes surrounds you.
When Wen Qiao raised his eyes, he saw a man sitting at the tea table opposite, making tea.
She was a little stunned and once wondered if she had gone to the wrong box.
Wen Qiao had long expected that the person Sister Chen would find for her would be good, but she did not expect such a high-quality social elite.
He was wearing a suit of fine quality. Even when he was sitting there, he could see his superior figure, not to mention his face. Wen Qiao was at a loss for words. At first glance, he felt that it would be inappropriate to describe him with just one sentence. Pass.
Wen Qiao approached hesitantly, sat down opposite him, and said softly: "Hello, are you...Mr. Shen?"
Shen... what is Shen doing?
Wen Qiao couldn't remember his full name.
The man raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were deep, indifferent and a little unclear.
After a while, he asked calmly: "Remember me?"
This voice... why does it seem so familiar?
Just three words, but Wen Qiao was shocked.
His voice is also so nice and textured.
Wen Qiao is particularly keen on beautiful voices. When she was in college, she participated in a dubbing club. After graduation, she also took up dubbing as a part-time job and recorded several radio dramas.
But his question was a bit strange. Wen Qiao thought for a while and said, "Well, I was introduced by Sister Chen, the person you went on a blind date with."
The man was silent, thinking that she had completely forgotten about him.
In fact, this is not Wen Qiao's fault. After all, he rarely appears in the public eye, and no information about him has been leaked on the Internet. The only few photos are of unclear silhouettes.
Plus that night, she was so drunk that she turned off the lights...
Wen Qiao knew the purpose of coming here. She said straight to the point: "Sister Chen should have told Mr. Shen about my situation, right? But I still want to tell you again. My name is Wen Qiao. I am twenty this year." Six years old, a native of Haishi, graduated from Peking University with a major in foreign languages, majoring in French."
In addition, she also taught herself English and German and has extremely high language talent.
"I am now working at Zhonghui Group. I just joined the company not long ago. I work as a translator. In addition, I also have two part-time jobs. That... I don't have a car for the time being. I have a 100-square-meter two-bedroom apartment in Haishi. The living room and the living room were left to me by my grandma. My parents divorced when I was eight years old and have already started a new family. I now live with my grandma. My grandma is not in good health and needs 20,000 yuan a month. The expenses around me include medical expenses and nursing expenses, but I can afford these now. The reason why I am anxious to get married is to be honest, it is also because of my grandma. My grandma... hopes to see me get married. .”
Wen Qiao confessed his situation to the man in front of him.
She had thought about it before she came. Blind date is a very realistic thing. It can also be said to be a transaction. Since the terms are being negotiated, everything should be put on the table.
If they unite, they will fall apart.
"I've been in love before."
Hearing this, a slight crack appeared on the man's originally indifferent face. Wen Qiao didn't notice it, but seeing his silence, he could probably guess what he thought about this matter.
"You can tell me if you mind."
"What if I don't mind?"
His deep voice was always slow and even, like a person with very stable emotions.
Wen Qiao's reaction was a little slow. Even though he had been mentally prepared in advance, he was inexplicably caught off guard. After a moment of silence, Wen Qiao's heart sank and he said, "If you don't mind, we... can try to date. I heard that Mr. Shen is also very anxious to get married."
Wen Qiao had heard Sister Chen talk about Mr. Shen and knew that he was twenty-nine years old, his parents were still alive, he was a native of Haishi, and he was a manager of a private company. The reason why he came out for a blind date was because of the urgent urging from his elders. .
Everyone gets what they want. Wen Qiao thinks he should be a good marriage partner.
Of course, his thoughts are also important.
He raised the corners of his lips, his smile not very obvious, "So, you want to live together?"
"Not entirely." After being seen through, Wen Qiao felt a little uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he said politely: "If both parties are willing to work hard to manage a relationship, I believe that the future will not be too bad. "
However, he shook his head: "I have no interest in dating."
Wen Qiao's eyelashes moved slightly, but he still maintained a generous smile on his face, "Excuse me."
The moment Wen Qiao wanted to get up, his voice sounded, "I mean, just get married, today."
Get married directly?
Wen Qiao thought the decision she made was straightforward enough, but the person in front of her seemed crazier than her.
The light in the tea room was dim, falling on her delicate features that were slightly stiff due to shock.
He rubbed the edge of the white jade tea cup with his fingertips and said calmly, "What, you don't dare?"
"You seem...more anxious than me?"
"Is it possible that you still want to continue spending money?" He looked casual and cold, and spoke lightly, but it was like a thorn in Wen Qiao's heart. "Of course, my family is pressing me hard, and I am being talked about. Don't worry, I don't want to waste time meeting the right one. If you are afraid, we can have a 'trial marriage' for half a year."
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Qiao immediately took over, "Okay, we can make a prenuptial agreement and have a 'trial marriage' for half a year. If it's not suitable, we can divorce at any time. It's best...the marriage information won't be made public, so If you do, it won’t stop you from finding another girl in the future. I only have one request. I hope that when we separate, my grandma won’t know about it.”
He thought, how could it be inappropriate?
In this life, he seems to have been accustomed to doing everything carefully planned, and he thinks that every step he takes is appropriate.
He stood up and walked to her side.
He was very tall, like an airtight wall that could surround her.
"Let's go."
Wen Qiao was stunned for a while, then stood up slowly. The two left the teahouse and went directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
It still rained heavily that day, but Wen Qiao didn't feel embarrassed at all.
He held an umbrella for her all the way so that she didn't get even the slightest bit wet.
Although she married him with a less than innocent purpose in the beginning, and even though she only had a one-time relationship with him, this man gave her a very stable feeling.
After completing all the formalities, Wen Qiao sat in the car, opened the marriage certificate, and stared at the man's name on the marriage certificate - Shen Du.
