To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

"No, that's a no, there's no room for discussion!" Song Qingci said.

"You, you, Qingci, you've changed! You've forgotten about your best friend now that you have a man! You've forgotten all humanity when it comes to men!" Zhao Wan'er said with a resentful look.

Song Qingci rolled her eyes: "Don't give me that, I've seen it too many times, it doesn't work on me anymore!"

Zhao Wan'er said dejectedly, "Did you kick me out because that guy is coming?"

Song Qingci paused for a moment upon hearing this, then suddenly felt a pang of sadness: "He... he probably won't be coming back today!"

Zhao Wan'er frowned: "What? Does that guy already have someone else before even marrying you?"

She thought of Bai Zifeng and the Bai family's background, and the probability was still quite high.

Zhao Wan'er turned her head to look at the watch on the table, her eyes darkening.

Song Qingci quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense. He... he's just a little distant with me right now. Anyway, I like him, but I have no idea what he's thinking!"

Zhao Wan'er was taken aback. "He would still refuse? I don't believe it. Who can resist the charm of our Qingci?"

Okay, I got it. I'll be going now. You absolutely have to come to my welcome-back party another day!

Zhao Wan'er stood up, paused for a moment, and casually took the watch.

"Let me borrow it for a couple of days, I'll surprise you another day!"

Song Qingci waved her hand speechlessly, "Anyway, he doesn't like it. You can play with it for a couple of days if you want, just don't lose it!"

Zhao Wan'er walked out of the villa with her watch in her hand.

Looking at the name engraved on the watch, she sneered, "Bai Zifeng, I didn't expect you to be so tough, daring to refuse Qingci's gift!"

As soon as Zhao Wan'er stepped outside, she pulled out her phone and made a call: "Hey Bai, I need to talk to you. See you at the coffee shop tomorrow at nine!"

On the other end of the phone, Bai Zifeng put down his phone with a hint of suspicion in his eyes: "Why would Zhao Wan'er call me?"

Bai Zifeng was in a bar at the moment, with two scantily clad women snuggling up to him.

Similarly, two other people were sitting next to him, both looking at Bai Zifeng with amusement.

"Zhao Wan'er, that tomboy? Zifeng, don't tell me you're having an affair with this tomboy!"

Bai Zifeng scoffed, "You think I'm interested in her?"

"Hehe, who knows? Maybe your tastes have changed after two years abroad?"

"Besides, although Zhao Wan'er usually acts like a man, her looks and figure are undeniably stunning; she's a truly exceptional woman!"

Bai Zifeng said, "Then you'll come with me tomorrow!"

"No, please don't! I'm not worthy of such a thing!" The man shook his head like a rattle drum, as if he was terrified of seeing Zhao Wan'er!

Bai Zifeng sneered twice: "You're one to talk, aren't you? You're a coward too."

The next day, Bai Zifeng arrived at the agreed-upon coffee shop.

I had barely sat down when I saw a woman wearing sunglasses and with a curvaceous figure walk over.

Especially her long legs attracted the attention of countless people.

Even Bai Zifeng glanced at it a couple more times, his eyes burning with desire.

At this moment, Zhao Wan'er walked up to Bai Zifeng and said casually, "Oh ho, Young Master Bai is so punctual? You didn't keep me waiting today!"

Upon hearing Zhao Wan'er's teasing words, Bai Zifeng felt as if he had been doused with cold water, and his eyes cleared up.

Bai Zifeng chuckled twice: "Zhao, is there something you need from me?"

"Yes, it's about Qingci!"

Bai Zifeng's eyes lit up for a moment. "Is it about Qingci?"

Bai Zifeng couldn't help but recall the scene of meeting Song Qingci at the bar entrance not long ago.

It has to be said that Song Qingci has become even more beautiful; every smile and frown of that woman is captivating his heartstrings.

He was particularly captivated by the mature woman's allure, which was like a drug to him.

He had intended to catch up with Song Qingci that day, and if possible, he wanted to take things further with that woman.

Unfortunately, Song Qingci did not give him a chance.

She didn't even get into his car.

Fortunately, the Song and Bai families are now cooperating, so he still has the opportunity to get in touch with Song Qingci.

He just hadn't figured out a good way to deepen his relationship with Song Qingci yet, but Zhao Wan'er came knocking on his door.

"What happened between you and Qingci back then? Were you Qingci's unrequited love?"

Bai Zifeng paused for a moment, then his eyes became playful.

At this point, Zhao Wan'er continued, "So, what's wrong with my Qingci that makes him unworthy of you? I bought you a gift, and you're still making excuses. What do you mean by that?"

"Gift?"

Zhao Wan'er took out the watch she had received from Song Qingci. "This is a gift from Qingci, right? Why don't you like it?"

"For me?"

"What are you pretending for? Your name is engraved on it. Who did you say it was for?"

Bai Zifeng looked at the words on the watch strap, first surprised, then delighted, "I like it! Of course I like Qingci's gift!"

Zhao Wan'er was taken aback; Bai Zifeng's surprise didn't seem feigned.

But what if Qingci said that her boyfriend didn't like her gift?

Zhao Wan'er stood up. "Alright, whatever you like. I'm leaving. If you dare treat Qingci badly, I'll make you regret it!"

Zhao Wan'er left decisively and cleanly.

Bai Zifeng held the watch with excitement, "That's great! I never expected Song Qingci to be such a closet pervert. Maybe I really was secretly admired by this woman back then."

"Hehe, as long as I get Song Qingci under control, my position in the Bai family will be secure! This matter must be settled as soon as possible!"

Thinking of this, Bai Zifeng took out his phone and made a call, "Hey, Dad, I have some good news..."

……

The following evening, Jiang Jinhuan changed into the custom-made suit that Song Qingci had prepared for him, and tied on the dark blue tie. He looked energetic and upright, with an air of inherent nobility.

Despite having grown up in the countryside, she acts like royalty in every way.

Song Qingci stood in front of him, looked him up and down, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Perfect match!"

She wanted to reach out and touch Jiang Jinhuan's chest, but her hand stopped halfway through.

She remembered that Jiang Jin Huan seemed to dislike his touch.

"Let's go, don't keep your uncle and aunt waiting." Jiang Jinhuan said at this moment.

Song Qingci nodded: "Okay, let's go!"

The two of them went out together, got into the black sedan, and drove towards the Song family's old house.

The Song family's banquet was quite large; the old house was brightly lit, and guests arrived in an endless stream.

Mr. and Mrs. Song stood at the door to greet the guests. When they saw Song Qingci walking over arm in arm with Jiang Jinhuan, looking happy, they both smiled with satisfaction.

"Jin Huan's here! Come in, come in!" Song's mother warmly took his hand. "It's cold outside, come in and sit down."

Jiang Jinhuan politely greeted Song's parents, and then followed Song Qingci into the banquet hall.

The banquet hall was already quite full of people, mostly relatives and close friends of the Song family.

Song Qingci led Jiang Jinhuan to greet everyone, introducing him by saying, "This is my husband, Jiang Jinhuan!"

Although the Song family had already gotten wind of the situation, they were still somewhat surprised to hear Song Qingci's serious introduction.

This means we're going to make this public.

Jiang Jinhuan was also suspicious. Hadn't Song Qingci's white moonlight returned?

If that's the case, why did she insist on introducing herself this way on this occasion?