flstandardbreds Chapter 114 Wanting to sever ties, resorting to harsh words
Chapter 114 Wanting to sever ties, resorting to harsh words
Ji Jingshen immediately understood Song Hongguo's meaning.
As a married couple, they must attend the elder's birthday banquet together.
Not only do they have to attend, but they also have to pretend to be a loving couple.
As long as the two people can interact, they will have a chance to talk, and any misunderstandings can be cleared up in the process.
His whole demeanor brightened: "I understand."
Song Hongguo nodded in satisfaction: "Jing Shen, you are the child I have chosen. I believe I have not misjudged you."
Ji Jingshen nodded.
"There are some issues you need to figure out for yourself."
Ji Jingshen looked up at Song Hongguo, wanting to ask what the problem was, but looking into Song Hongguo's deep eyes, he couldn't ask anything.
"Relationships are your own business, and it's no use for others to say anything."
Song Hongguo waved his hand: "I'm tired too, you should go back first!"
……
When Song Qianyi received a call from Song Hongguo and a reminder to attend his birthday banquet, she realized that Song Hongguo's birthday was approaching.
She wasn't the original owner of this body and had completely forgotten about this important day. Now, reminded of it, she realized she hadn't prepared a birthday gift. After calmly dealing with Song Hongguo, Song Qianyi immediately called Sun Man in to give her some advice.
The old man loves antiques and collectibles the most. Any decent pieces on the market were auctioned off long ago. Now, he's looking for something at the last minute, but he has no clue and no opportunity.
If we send something else, people might say we're being disrespectful, and it would upset Grandpa.
Just then, Song Qianyi received a call from an unknown number. She hung up, but the caller called back.
She answered: "Hello?"
"Song Qianyi, it's me."
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Song Qianyi prepared to hang up the phone.
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have anticipated her move. "Don't hang up yet. I need to discuss Grandpa's birthday banquet with you."
Song Qianyi's movements indeed stopped.
If it weren't for Ji Jingshen's phone call, she would have forgotten about this.
In everyone's eyes, she and Ji Jingshen were not yet divorced. For the sake of face and to keep it from her grandfather, the two of them would definitely have to attend together.
The thought of having to pretend to be harmonious with Ji Jingshen made Song Qianyi's mood immediately darken.
Can she not go?
Obviously not.
He didn't even attend his own grandfather's birthday banquet; who knows what rumors will spread outside?
She couldn't let the meager reputation she had painstakingly salvaged through running her company crumble like this.
"Is there anything we can discuss?"
Song Qianyi asked.
Are you going that day?
"Heh!" Song Qianyi chuckled, her mouth moving faster than her brain as she typed into her phone, "That's my grandfather, of course I have to go as his granddaughter."
"You're just asking for trouble by going through the motions."
"If I don't go, do you expect me to bring other women and make Grandpa so angry he ends up in the hospital?"
“Ji Jingshen, I can’t possibly skip Grandpa’s birthday banquet. Forget about your idea of bringing some third-rate celebrity with you.”
Ji Jingshen frowned. "When did I say I was going to bring anyone else?"
"You're asking about a market without bringing anyone else along?"
Ji Jingshen couldn't understand Song Qianyi's meaning, so he explained, "I want to ask about the congratulatory gift."
Song Qianyi was immediately speechless.
There was no other reason than that Ji Jingshen's words struck a chord with her.
But she sneered, "It's none of your business."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without giving Ji Jingshen a chance to speak.
After thinking for a while, she got up and went out, intending to try her luck at the antique shop.
Even if you don't come across a truly great antique, buying something else as a congratulatory gift is fine too.
There wasn't much to collect in the antique shop, but Song Qianyi did take a fancy to a dragon-headed walking stick.
The handle of the cane is carved from a dragon head in pure gold, so exquisite that even the hair is lifelike and very impressive.
The cane is carved from the finest Phoebe zhennan wood, and features auspicious clouds and dragon patterns, with the gaps filled with gold.
It's all gold, and looks very valuable.
Song Qianyi took a liking to it at first sight and bought it immediately.
Now the secret stash of money is completely depleted.
She comforted herself that she would get paid soon.
But even her salary can't make up for her secret stash of money, sob sob sob...
Returning to her residence with the gifts, Song Qianyi was stunned to see the person standing downstairs.
How did Ji Jingshen find this place?
The other person saw her first and had already walked over.
Having nowhere to hide, Song Qianyi held the brocade box and looked at Ji Jingshen: "What are you doing here?"
Ji Jingshen glanced at the box in her arms and understood. "Tomorrow is Grandpa's birthday banquet. Are you planning to give him this?"
"What's wrong with this?" Song Qianyi hugged the box tightly and glared at Ji Jingshen. "That's what I carefully selected, that's why Grandpa is upset."
Helpless, Ji Jingshen turned around and took out a brocade box from his car, handing it to her: "This is the original painting of 'Cold Snow' that Grandpa has been looking for all this time. If you give this to him, he will definitely be happier."
"I don't need you to teach me how to please my grandfather." Song Qianyi was unmoved: "You can keep it and deliver it yourself."
"Song Qianyi." Ji Jingshen's voice was helpless, barely suppressing his temper: "You clearly know that's not what I meant?"
"Then what do you mean?"
Ji Jingshen choked, remained silent for a while, then smiled and stuffed the thing in his hand into Song Qianyi's hand, "Take it."
And before Song Qianyi could fall, he said, "Half a hundred million."
Song Qianyi: ...
Ji Jingshen turned around, got into the car, and left.
"You're not going to make me give you back this 50 million... fifty million, are you? I don't have that much money!" Song Qianyi shouted at the Cullinan's exhaust fumes.
Her response was the roar of a car speeding away.
"Neuropathy."
Song Qianyi muttered softly, but her hands holding the brocade box tightened even more, and she was very careful, as if afraid of bumping or knocking it over.
She knew perfectly well what Ji Jingshen meant.
Undeniably, she was momentarily touched by Ji Jingshen's thoughtfulness and attentiveness.
Reason told her that the two were about to get divorced, and she couldn't be soft-hearted towards him.
To sever ties with someone, one must speak ill of them.
The next day.
Ji Jingshen went to pick up Song Qianyi and was only slightly relieved to see her carrying two gifts.
We traveled together in silence.
Song Qianyi broke the silence: "How did you find my current home?"
"Just tell someone in your company that you have urgent documents that need to be delivered to you."
Ji Jingshen was pleased with himself.
Song Qianyi: ...
Ji Jingshen wanted to speak again and continue the conversation with Song Qianyi, but she had already closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, her posture resistant and keeping him at arm's length.
The car remained silent until it stopped at the Song family's house.
As soon as the car came to a stop, Song Qianyi got out first, carrying the birthday gifts and heading straight for Song Hongguo.
The Song family was brightly decorated and bustling with activity.
Xu Fengnian stood at the door to greet guests. Seeing that Song Qianyi had left Ji Jingshen behind, he said helplessly, "Slow down and wait for Ji Jingshen."
"I'm eager to see my grandfather."
Song Qianyi's reasoning was irrefutable.
Ji Jingshen followed behind, and although he was somewhat disappointed, he still echoed Song Qianyi's words: "She hasn't seen her grandfather in a long time and misses him."
Xu Fengnian stopped asking questions and patted Ji Jingshen's shoulder helplessly: "Hurry up and go, the old man is also thinking about you!"
As Song Hongguo entered the banquet hall, he was surrounded by a group of people. Song Qianyi, holding a brocade box, stood next to him and said some witty birthday wishes, which made Song Hongguo smile from ear to ear, and the surrounding area was filled with laughter.