Beijing Marriage Entanglement

At 8 p.m., Song Qinghui invited Ruan Chuxi to dinner at the most expensive restaurant in the capital.

After leaving the company, Song Qinghui arrived at the restaurant ahead of time and handed the cake and ring to the waiter.

Although there were occasional disputes during this period, overall, the development has been relatively smooth.

He plans to confess his feelings to Ruan Chuxi tonight and confirm their relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend.

Having prepared everything, Song Qinghui returned to his seat and dialed Ruan Chuxi's number.

"Chu tide, are you almost there? Should I come pick you up?"

Song Qinghui's voice was gentle, like ice and snow melting in spring.

"We're downstairs now, parking the car. We'll be up shortly."

Immersed in the joy of a successful confession, Song Qinghui didn't even notice the word "we" that Ruan Chuxi said, and he happily replied.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the restaurant."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qinghui got up and was about to head to the door when she saw her reflection in the huge glass wall. She quickly tidied her messy hair and collar.

He made sure he presented himself to Ruan Chuxi in his best condition and successfully confessed his feelings.

He held a large bouquet of bright red roses in both hands, ready to give Ruan Chuxi a surprise.

Not long after, Ruan Chuxi appeared at the restaurant entrance wearing a long gold dress, with exquisite makeup on her face, and a diamond necklace around her fair neck that looked very valuable.

It was obvious that she had dressed up carefully for tonight's date.

This pleased Song Qinghui greatly, indicating that Ruan Chuxi also valued their date, and that the chances of her confession tonight were very high.

"Chu tide, you look so beautiful tonight."

Song Qinghui sincerely praised her and reached out to take Ruan Chuxi's hand.

Just then, a hand reached out from behind and skillfully swatted away Song Qinghui's hand.

Although well-maintained, the signs of age are still visible. She wore a jadeite bracelet on her wrist, which had a good luster and was of excellent quality.

The woman stepped out from behind Ruan Chuxi, her tone calm and playful.

"Mr. Song, would you mind if I came along too?"

The person who arrived was He Qing, Ruan Chuxi's birth mother and the second wife of the second master of the Ruan family.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Song Qinghui was momentarily taken aback, but quickly suppressed his surprise and bowed politely and respectfully.

"So it's Second Madam. It's an honor to have you here. How could I possibly mind?"

After exchanging greetings, Song Qinghui stepped aside and gestured for them to proceed.

He Qing smiled faintly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

Ruan Chuxi slowly raised her eyes, wanting to say something to Song Qinghui, but in the next second, He Qing grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the restaurant.

What was supposed to be a candlelight dinner turned into meeting the future mother-in-law, especially since He Qing was known in Beijing's social circles for being extremely arrogant.

Song Qinghui inevitably felt uneasy and nervous.

What made him even more uneasy was that, not long after the three of them sat down, the waiter pushed out a cake, and in the very center of the cake was a five-carat pink diamond ring.

At that moment, romantic and beautiful piano music played in the restaurant, all of which was arranged in advance as preparation for the confession.

However, He Qing's uninvited arrival turned the romance into torture for Song Qinghui, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Upon seeing the ring on the cake and the words "I love you" written on it, He Qing curled her lips into a mocking smile.

"It seems I've come at the wrong time."

She said she used a spoon to scoop out the word "love," put it in her mouth, and then disgustedly wrapped it in a napkin and spat it out.

"Mr. Song, we all know that you and Chu tide have been getting close lately. The fact that we don't object doesn't mean we approve of this relationship."

As He Qing spoke, she walked around behind Song Qinghui, placed her hand on his shoulder, and patted him lightly.

"But you don't need to worry too much. We're not feudal patriarchs; we wouldn't do something like breaking up a couple. It's just that Chu tide is my only daughter, so you'll have to show some sincerity if you want to pursue her."

Song Qinghui swallowed hard and asked tentatively.

"My sincerity towards Chu tide is as clear as day. I wonder what you mean by sincerity?"

He Qing returned to the opposite seat and sat down, arms crossed, adopting a superior posture.

"We are very grateful to you for introducing her to Professor Sheng, although the process was a bit complicated. However, we haven't seen any results yet, so celebrating or confessing our feelings at this point is a bit premature, Mr. Song. What do you think?"

As He Qing said this, the waiter pushing the cake was still standing to the side.

The flickering candlelight on the cake cast a particularly ironic glow on Song Qinghui's somber face.

He nodded, his tone sincere.

"Don't worry, Auntie, I will make sure this matter is handled perfectly."

He Qing curved her lips into a cold smile.

"That's good. I'll wait for your good news then. As for today, I'm sorry, we have some things to take care of at home, so Chu tide can't have dinner with you. Please enjoy your meal, Mr. Song."

After saying that, without paying any attention to Song Qinghui's expression, He Qing grabbed Ruan Chuxi and got up to leave the restaurant.

Once everyone left, the restaurant felt exceptionally deserted.

Song Qinghui had booked the entire restaurant tonight for his confession, but at this moment he was the only one there. A waiter tentatively spoke up.

"Sir, I'll remove this cake for you now. I'll clean up and return the ring to you later."

Song Qinghui, his face dark, waved his hand, and the waiter left.

After leaving the restaurant, Song Qinghui went directly to Lu Xingci's house.

Now she is the only variable.

To ensure the awards ceremony goes smoothly the next day, Song Qinghui must confirm that Lu Xingci will not cause any trouble.

Knock knock knock!

When the knocking sounded, Lu Xingci was discussing copywriting and exposure timing with several marketing bloggers.

The bloggers she had initially contacted didn't have enough followers or online influence to make a splash, so Lawyer Zhuang introduced her to a few more. They had just finished discussing the details tonight when they heard a loud knocking on the door.

As Lu Xingci got up and walked out of the workroom, he hesitated for a moment before closing the door behind him.

Who is it?

She responded while checking the situation outside the door through the peephole monitor.

Upon seeing that the visitor was Song Qinghui, Lu Xingci could guess his purpose for coming, but he was still surprised for a moment.

"Xingci, it's me. Let's talk."

Lu Xingci didn't open the door immediately, but replied to him through the door panel in a cold and impatient tone.

"We have nothing to talk about."

"Open the door first."

Seeing that Lu Xingci did not respond for a long time, Song Qinghui did not insist on going in, but instead explained his purpose directly through the door.

"I know you're bothered by the design draft, but I had no choice. As long as you don't hold this against me, I'll make it up to you in other ways in the future."

Lu Xingci's voice came from inside the door.

"President Song, what do you mean by that? I don't understand."

Song Qinghui took a deep breath and said patiently.

"I took your design, put Chu tide's name on it, and made her win a design award for another purpose. You can rest assured that Chu tide's ambitions are not in the fashion industry, and this will not happen again."

As for the compensation I'm offering, since your company, Wanxing Apparel, is just starting out, I can introduce you to some important partners to help your company get on the right track.

If you agree, then what you owe me will be wiped clean.

After Song Qinghui finished speaking, he leaned against the door again and whispered a reminder.

"Lu Xingci, you haven't forgotten the harm you caused me, have you? As long as you pretend this never happened, we'll call it even. I will never bother you again, and you won't owe me anything anymore."