Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Hearing this, Huo Jinyao could not help but laugh. “Dad, what are you talking about? Qingsang and I have already registered our marriage,” he said.
“You can still get divorced.” Huo Mingguang’s eyebrows were furrowed. “I believe the Xu Family won’t mind.”
“But I will,” Huo Jinyao interrupted. “I mind getting divorced. I also care whom I marry.”
“Huo Jinyao, don’t be so headstrong. Don’t forget, your family name is Huo.”
“Yes, my family name is Huo.” Huo Jinyao nodded and did not deny it. “So, you want to coerce me into this?”
“It’s not coercion. I just want to remind you of your responsibilities and obligations as a descendant of the Huo Family.”
Huo Mingguang’s eyes were sharp and imposing.
“I refuse.” Huo Jinyao looked at him. The father and son were alike in height and appearance. They had the same aura.
“Huo Jinyao, you—”
“Don’t say anything else.” There was a flash of gloom in Huo Jinyao’s eyes. “I know what you are trying to say, but I won’t listen. I refuse.”
Huo Jinyao turned around to go outside. “It seems that I’m not welcome here. I’d better get out your way,” he said.
Before Huo Mingguang could stop him, Huo Jinyao strode out of the house.
…
Shi Mengwan’s wedding dress design studio had been open for two years. She designed fancy dresses and wedding dresses. She had a bit of a reputation in the industry. People who knew her said she was a talented designer. Even if she had not become one of the top-tier domestic designers, there were many people who asked her to design wedding dresses. The wedding dress Su Qingsang had worn had been designed by her.
She did not expect that one day Su Peizhen would come to her studio and ask her to design a wedding dress.
Looking at Qiu Yanbo and Su Peizhen in front of her, Shi Mengwan really did not want to take this order.
“Miss Su, Mr. Qiu, do you have any special requirements?”
Su Peizhen wore a cold face and looked very unhappy. In her opinion, they should be asking a top-tier designer in Milan or Paris to design the wedding dress, to match her class. Why did Qiu Yanbo take her to Shi Mengwan?
“Can I order the wedding dresses of the masters in Milan and Paris here?”
Looking at Su Peizhen’s proud face, Shi Mengwan fought back the urge to roll her eyes. She said, “Sorry to disappoint you. We only sell wedding dresses designed by myself here.”
Su Peizhen didn’t even want to sit down. She turned around and looked at Qiu Yanbo. “Yanbo, let’s go,” she said.
“Take it easy.” Qiu Yanbo glanced at Shi Mengwan and put his hands on Su Peizhen’s shoulders. “Let her try. If you are satisfied, we can use it. If you are not, we can order another one from Paris or Milan, okay?”
Su Peizhen did not look like she was very pleased, but she did not object.
Shi Mengwan had to take out a pen and paper. She began to listen to Su Peizhen’s requirements.
After getting down everything very “carefully,” Shi Mengwan sent the two people away with a false smile on her face. She couldn’t help but give Su Qingsang a call when she got back.
Su Qingsang was busy, very busy. Although Qingyuan County was a small county, there were many towns. Their free clinic was supposed to cover each and every town.
They were going to nine towns in twenty days. That meant they were in each town an average of two days. They didn’t have much time to rest at all before they had to go to the next town.
Because she was so busy, she kept forgetting about Huo Jinyao.