Chapter 74: The Fire
Translator: _Min_
“A scammer?” Jiang Yue, hearing Song Ling’s words, was taken aback, and then quickly followed up, concern in her voice, “Did the company suffer any losses?”
After all, once she and Song Ling were married, the company would effectively be hers. If there were any losses, even the smallest amount, it would affect her future wealth!
Song Ling failed to notice Jiang Yue’s underlying anxiety and replied dismissively, “Don’t worry, the company hasn’t suffered any losses. That scammer’s rank is too low to affect me.”
Jiang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, her bright eyes full of admiration as she praised, “Brother Song Ling, you are so capable! But who would dare target you?”
Song Ling looked away, a sneer forming in his mind, recognizing Gu Dai as a woman of great audacity.
He couldn’t believe that all the men surrounding her had become involved after their divorce.
There were men who had driven her to the divorce proceedings, so she must have cheated during their marriage, weaving him a big green hat (1)!
Yet outwardly, Gu Dai had managed every aspect of his life, pretending to be devoted, even fooling his grandfather into recognizing her as the only suitable granddaughter – in – law.
Song Ling thought bitterly, Gu Dai is a complete and utter scammer!
Jiang Yue noticed Song Ling’s darkening mood but didn’t probe further, content that the company was secure.
When she attempted to feed Song Ling the third piece of potato, he reached a breaking point and said tactfully, “Yueyue, I’m full.”
“You must eat,” Jiang Yue insisted, concern in her voice, “If you don’t eat, you won’t have energy for work this afternoon. Can you take just one more bite?”
Song Ling, though fond of Jiang Yue, couldn’t endure the food any longer. He took the chopsticks from her and said with a firm voice, “I’m resting this afternoon; there’s no work. I won’t need energy.”
“Alright.” Jiang Yue relented and then looked at Song Ling with thoughtful eyes, “Shall we go buy a wedding dress this afternoon? We are getting married next month. If we don’t prepare now, it may be too late.”
Song Ling was taken aback, a subconscious resistance forming in his mind. He frowned, “Getting married next month?”
He had not expected Jiang Yue to take Wang Lan’s words to heart.
“I think it’s a bit premature for us to get married now. Perhaps we should wait a little longer…”
A flicker of darkness appeared in Jiang Yue’s eyes, followed by a pitiful look, stopped him in his tracks. Her eyes welled with tears as she looked at Song Ling, her voice soft and trembling, “Brother Song Ling, don’t you love me?”
Song Ling’s brow twitched, and he pressed his lips together, pausing for a few seconds before finally replying, “I love you.”
Jiang Yue, fortified by his confirmation, continued, “But if you love me, you wouldn’t say it’s too early to marry. After all, we’ve known each other for a long time, and this excuse is too obvious.”
Song Ling rubbed his brow, the situation clearly taxing him, wanting to articulate his thoughts.
But the next moment, he was interrupted by Jiang Yue’s earnest words. “You once promised to repay me, saying anything would do. My greatest wish is to marry you. Will you go back on your word?”
Song Ling’s heart ached at the sight of Jiang Yue’s tears. He wiped them gently from her face and comforted her softly, “Of course 1 won’t go back on my word. When 1 said it was too early, 1 meant that you haven’t been back in the country for long, and we haven’t spent much time together. But since you want to get married, let’s go look at wedding dresses now, and we’ll get married next month.”
Jiang Yue’s smile blossomed like a flower after a rainstorm, and she joyfully clung to Song Ling’s arm, pressing herself close to him as if she were afraid he might change his mind.
She knew that by mentioning the past and the promise of marriage, Song Ling would agree right away.
Song Ling looked down at Jiang Yue beside him, feeling a warmth spreading through his heart, a fondness that he couldn’t deny.
Years ago, during a sudden fire, he had been trapped, surrounded by merciless flames, his hope dwindling. Just when he thought death was imminent, Jiang Yue, a child of just over ten, had braved the inferno to pull him out.
That was when he had vowed to repay her kindness.
If it hadn’t been for Jiang Yue, he would have perished in that fire. Now that her only request was to marry him, refusal was unthinkable.
Soon, Song Ling was leading Jiang Yue to the grandest and most luxurious bridal shop in the capital.
Upon entering, he instructed the shop assistant with a confidence borne of his love for her, “Bring out the newest and most beautiful wedding dresses in your store for my future wife to try.”
(1) Big Green Hat is known as a symbol of a disloyal partner