"Yes, I became a small leader, not bad, right?" She really couldn't bear to let her parents know the truth of everything, fearing they wouldn't be able to handle it, thinking she could deceive them for a while.
Her mother smiled happily and said, "That's good, that's good. Although his family background is good, he doesn't interact with his family. You can only rely on your own efforts. I think he's not very aware of worldly affairs, and he's used to a comfortable life. Your father and I were worried if you would be very tired after getting married?"
"I'm not tired. We don't cook ourselves; we just order takeout for everything. There's nothing much for me to do at home, so please don't worry," Daisy said with a light laugh.
Her mother pulled her to sit down and said, "You can live like this as a couple now, but it won't be so easy after you have children. Are you going to let the child eat takeout with you? You should also let him learn to do some housework to lighten your burden in the future."
"Mom, I know," Daisy yawned as if she were very tired and said, "You should go back first. I worked too late last night and want to catch up on sleep now."
"Then you rest well. I brought you a can of stewed chicken soup. Remember to finish it after you wake up," her mother instructed before leaving.
Daisy couldn't help but shed tears, feeling that she had thought of her relationship with Huangfu Shaohua too simply and too naively. Not only was she suffering now, but her parents would also be heartbroken when they learned the truth.
...
On her first morning back at work, Song Jiaping heard colleagues whispering that the eldest daughter was preparing for her wedding and would no longer be in charge of their department. The second young master, who had returned from studying abroad, would be the department manager.
Song Jiaping was stunned. Huangfu Shaohua had stopped indulging in a life of debauchery at the hotel and had finally admitted his mistakes to his parents, regaining his former status.
He didn't gossip about these matters, and if he heard anything, he pretended not to. He just buried his head in his work.
However, after a busy day, he realized that Huangfu Shaohua's demeanor was completely different from before, as if he were a changed person. He had directly fired several colleagues who had made recent work errors, without giving them any chance to explain.
And anyone who went to his office to plead would be fired on the spot.
On his first day back in the department, he fired eight people, causing widespread panic and fear among everyone.
Huangfu Shaohua was still working overtime in his office at nine in the evening. Those who hadn't been fired didn't dare to leave their desks either. They were all diligently working on their tasks, checking for errors, and trying to avoid any mistakes.
It wasn't until past ten at night that Song Jiaping finished work and returned to his residence. He thought about how tomorrow was the wedding day for Mengqi and Yao Feili.
He had also received an electronic invitation from Mengqi, but he would not attend her wedding.
It was said that many media outlets would be present at the wedding, and only the celebrities and wealthy elites of Lan Cheng society would be able to attend. What was he, a mere employee, doing there? He would only become a laughingstock in their private discussions.
However, after Mengqi and Yao Feili got married, they would be staying abroad for a while. He would then lose access to some important internal company matters, and his revenge would become a distant prospect.
...
On the eve of Mengqi's wedding, Mengyao stayed in her room with her, and they chatted while squeezed onto the same bed.
Tomorrow, Mengyao would be one of her bridesmaids, helping her think about what else needed to be prepared and what to pay attention to in advance.
"Alright, stop nagging," Mengqi said dismissively. "Don't worry, even if we miss some details, the wedding planning company and the other bridesmaids will handle it. Don't be like this, why are you more nervous than me?"
"Mom said tomorrow's wedding will be unprecedented. Besides the many media at the wedding venue, there will also be helicopters filming you from high above to capture the entire outdoor scene of the wedding. How can I not be nervous? I hope tomorrow's wedding is perfect, and you are the most beautiful bride in the world!"
Mengqi smiled and pushed her, patting her head like she did when they were children. "You can't demand perfection in everything; otherwise, you'll exhaust yourself and others."
"Sister, it's rare that we're back to our childhood days," Mengyao nestled against her and said. "I remember when Mom and Dad were not home, and it would thunder and rain, I would run to your room and squeeze in with you to sleep. You were never afraid of anything since you were little, like a boy, and even more capable than our second brother."
Mengqi smiled and pulled the blanket closer to herself. "That's just what you thought, that I was fearless. In fact, I was also afraid of thunderstorms. But I'm your eldest sister, so I had to appear stronger than you in front of you."
"Eldest sister, you will be happy," Mengyao said softly. "Don't be like me and second brother. I got married inexplicably, and divorced inexplicably. Second brother is even more outrageous; he loved so passionately, but divorced so quickly."
"Huangfu Shaohua and I probably won't. Because our marriage is based on interests, as long as the interests between the two groups are not broken, I will be tied to him," Mengqi had thought it all through. "By the way, that Song Jiaping, I think he is very calm and strange, as if he always has a wall around him, separating himself from others."
"Yes, yes, that's just his personality, making him unfathomable," Mengyao said. "When I had amnesia, he made me believe that we were already husband and wife. But no matter how proactive I was, he never touched me. Now that I think about it, he doesn't actually like me, does he? If you like someone, you wouldn't dislike their body. He has no interest in my body, which is the best proof that he doesn't have me in his heart."
"Ah," Mengqi said with some surprise. "He didn't touch you when you got married, so you are still, still a virgin."
Mengyao felt she had said too much and let slip, so she responded, "Yes, I understand now. He doesn't like me at all; it was just my wishful thinking. I shouldn't have fallen for him back then."
Mengqi didn't say anything more, lost in thought. This Song Jiaping was truly strange. He clearly liked Mengyao, so could he have problems in that area?
But she couldn't tell Mengyao this. Mengyao had finally started to give up on Song Jiaping. If she rekindled her hope, it might only cause her more heartache and disappointment.
There were too many mysteries surrounding Song Jiaping. She would have to investigate thoroughly before telling Mengyao, and it wouldn't be too late then.
"Then, at your new workplace, have you met anyone you feel a connection with?" Mengqi asked with a smile. "The best way to forget past relationships is to start a new one."
"No," Mengyao said with a calm heart. "My mind is focused on work, and I haven't paid attention to any male colleagues."
Mengqi poked her forehead and said, "You are also a straightforward person. But it's good that you and Song Jiaping didn't get too deeply involved. At least you won't be as deeply hurt as Huangfu Shaohua."
Mengyao didn't know if she should feel fortunate. She said, "Eldest sister, let's go to sleep. Otherwise, if you get dark circles, you won't look beautiful as a bride tomorrow."
"Goodnight," Mengqi turned off the room light, leaving only a wall lamp on, and closed her eyes to sleep.
Mengyao turned over and sighed silently in her heart. She had lost all interest in matters of the heart and only wanted to achieve something in the field of scientific research.