Changqing couldn't care less about using marriage and her own happiness as a tool to exchange for better career prospects. However, she couldn't just let Yan Lei, who was over 50 years old and burdened with a lifetime of debt, to be sentenced to prison. He had a weak constitution and had always been using tonics to invigorate his health. In prison where the living conditions were poor, it was very likely he would encounter some form of mishap there. Since she was concerned about him, she had no choice but to attend the blind date.
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The next day, Changqing followed Yan Lei to a specialty restaurant that served home-cooked cuisine. The restaurant was located in their local city, but she and her family had never patronized the place before..
When they entered the restaurant, there were already two other people inside the private dining room. Sitting on the sofa was a young man with his long slender legs extended out in a casual manner. His meticulously ironed black suit perfectly accentuated his smooth body, and inside his suit was a matching white shirt. He wore a pair of white sports shoes that were recently launched overseas, and his exposed ankles looked extremely delicate.
Changqing rarely used "delicate" to describe a man. But when she saw Song Chuyi's face yet again, she couldn't retain her composure anymore.
"Song… Dr. Song…" Her voice leaked out due to not having her mouth closed tightly.
Both Yan Lei and Song Huaisheng heard her.
"What's this? Both of you know each other?" Yan Lei asked delightedly. His impression of Song Chuyi was satisfactory since seeing Song Chuyi's looks for the first time.
Changqing's face blushed. Afraid he would blabber about her going to a gynecologist for an examination and embarrassing her, she spoke hurriedly: "We met prior to this when I visited sis in the hospital. They work at the same hospital."
Song Chuyi turned his gaze towards her before he greeted Yan Lei: "Hello, Uncle Yan. I didn't expect you to be Changqing's father."
Song Huaisheng beamed with joy and said, "Old Yan, I didn't realize that your eldest daughter and my son worked at the same hospital. From the looks of it, seems like the two young ones really have some sort of fate between them; there's quite the possibility we might become in-laws."
"Agreed." Yan Lei became genuinely happy as well. "It has never crossed my mind that things would turn out like this."
"Let's sit down," Song Huaisheng called out.
Song Chuyi brought the menu over to them to order some dishes.
Observing his polite demeanor, Yan Lei was full of praise for Song Chuyi. He was going to inquire more about his character from Zhangrui once he returned home.
"Old Yan, which department of the hospital does your eldest daughter work in?" Song Huaiseng asked.
"Accident and emergency department."
"That's nice, she's capable." Song Huaisheng nodded.
"But she's just too busy." Yan Lei sighed. "She's so busy that she doesn't even have the time to plan for children."
Song Huaisheng smiled and said, "If these two children of ours get married, I will request the hospital director to assign a better job position that will be easier with a higher salary for your eldest daughter in the future."
"That will have to depend on whether or not Changqing has the fortune." Yan Lei smiled. He knew Song Huaisheng wasn't bragging. With the Song family's power, this matter was literally a drop in the ocean to them.
Throughout the meal, Changqing kept her head down and rarely spoke. Song Chuyi rarely talked as well. Most of the time, it was just the two fathers chatting.
Finally, when it was about to end, Song Chuyi suddenly took the initiative and invited Changqing out. "It's still early—how about we grab some coffee together?"
Changqing, who had been in a dream-like state, quivered from his sudden invitation, but before she could give an answer, Yan Lei already agreed on her behalf. "Go and be on your way. It's understandable that young people would like to drink coffee. The two of you have a good time together; Uncle Song and I won't be joining."
Changqing had absolutely no way to refute him as the two elders left swiftly. In the blink of an eye, only Changqing and Song Chuyi remained.
Looking at her two watery and seductive peach-blossom eyes staring at him blankly, Song Chuyi threw his car keys in the air playfully and said, "Let's go."
He drove a black Audi A7.
When Changqing took a seat inside the car, she found the interior design of the car particularly familiar to her. Coincidentally, she drove an A7 as well, but hers was white, and the interior of her car was dirty and disorganized whereas the interior of his car was clean and spotless.
Changqing's hands were twisted and entangled together. She was awkward and uneasy in his car.
With the thought of never wanting to see him ever again, she actually encountered him on a blind date that day. She wanted to cry, but unfortunately for her, Song Chuyi was sitting motionlessly next to her and staring at her.
"Wha… What's wrong?" She nervously asked.
"Seatbelt," Song Chuyi reminded her.
Changqing frantically put on her seatbelt.
"Do you have any café that you prefer?" Song Chuyi asked her. As always, his voice sounded pleasant and pure.
"… Don't have one."
""I'll pick a café with a good ambiance then."
The place wasn't far from the restaurant. It was a café in an old bungalow with a quaint atmosphere.
Changqing used to go to the place with Guan Ying and Ruan Yang in the past. Guan Ying mentioned the cake in the store tasted delicious. Hence, she guessed the reason Song Chuyi knew about this place was probably because Guan Ying introduced the café to him.
Sure enough, after sitting down, Song Chuyi asked, "Do you want cake? I've heard that the cakes here taste good."
"… How did Dr. Song know the cakes in this store taste delicious?" Changqing deliberately asked.
Song Chuyi restrained his eyebrows and went silent. The surrounding light fell on his cold eyebrows as if there was a faint sadness in them.
Upon seeing his reaction, Changqing felt miserable as well. Her childhood friend, who she had liked for a long time, became Guan Ying's boyfriend. Furthermore, it seemed that currently, her blind date, who she needed to make her best effort to have a good relationship with, had also not forgotten about his ex-girlfriend, Guan Ying. If it was possible, she really wanted to leave the place.
"What does Miss Yan think about the notion of marrying me?"
As the aroma of fresh coffee just reached her, she became transfixed by his abrupt question.
"Huh?"
"From what I've learned, the situation of the Yan family isn't looking too bright," Song Chuyi said as his perfect figure leaned on the sofa with an appearance akin to that of a typical rich son. "Once the Yan family declares bankruptcy, saddled with hundreds of millions in debt and with no possible way to repay it, it's possible that your father will be sentenced to prison. The house and the car that you own now will disappear. It's a possibility that you might not be able to stay employed at the TV station as well. Also, your sis… from what I know, although your brother-in-law is an engineer and his salary is considered decent, once the pressure of repaying the debt goes on for some time, I reckon that he might not be able to persevere in their marriage when faced with reality."
Changqing clenched her teeth and replied, "For some, love is priceless even in a monetary sense."
Song Chuyi raised his eyebrows. Without saying a word, he just looked at her with his penetrating gaze.
Changqing gradually lost confidence from his stare. "Yes, I work at the TV station and have encountered people and incidents that were terrible. However, I still believe in the existence of everlasting love."
Song Chuyi quietly pondered for a few seconds, bowed his head and drank his coffee before he said, "If we're going to get married, I hope we can do it as soon as possible."
Changqing clenched her fists and replied, "I want to know—why did you choose me? Yes, the state of my family's company is indeed grim, but you should be able to find someone better than me with the Song family's position."
"The Yans represents a traditional old brand, and we need the Yans branding to act as an intermediary to tap into the Chinese market. If the Yan family didn't carry any sort of benefit to the Song family in any way, neither of our families would be sitting here having coffee and lunch." Song Chuyi continued to speak flatly. "Besides, I don't want to waste time on love. For people like me, a business marriage is inevitable. It's perfect—you require the Song family's help, and I need to fulfill my obligations as well. Isn't it best that we get married and both of us can benefit from each other?"
Changqing fell into silence.
She had always had great fantasies about love and marriage. However, she didn't expect herself to enter a marriage like this. She felt defeated, and her face became as pale as a sheet as a result, but she was incapable of refuting him.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Song Chuyi escorted her to the door of the Yan's family bungalow. "After we get married, all the Yan family's problems will be resolved, and you can continue to work at the TV station. I won't interfere with your matters, and your sister will have a smooth-sailing career at the hospital. Think about it. When you have figured it out, give me a call and we'll register for a marriage certificate."
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