Chapter 15

However, the betrothal gifts are many times more than those sent by the Shen family.

Song Yarong's heart is also slow, fortunately, just to send betrothal gifts.

I remember that she had told her father about it, but the unexpected reaction was still so big.

Jiang Huai pointed to the big box next to him and continued, "this is the betrothal gift from our master. Please have a look at the gift list here."

It's not bad. Master song's legs are numb. It's a betrothal gift. It's a city.

Everything here is worth ten thousand taels.

Holding the dowry, shaking his hands, "Mr. Jiang, the dowry we Song family really can't afford."

Jiang Huai looked at Song Yarong, official style smile, "our Lord married his wife, of course, will not be stingy in these places, just hope that Miss Song, can cooperate well."

Song Yarong laughs. The Song family needs money. What Jin Beihan needs is someone to accompany her and let him sleep.

"Of course."

Song Yarong took over the contract, carefully checked it, and readily signed his name.

"Now that the matter has been settled, Jiang will go first. Miss Song will have a driver to pick you up early tomorrow morning."

Master song also wanted to stay Jiang Huai for dinner. As a result, he left so fast that he didn't say anything. He was gone.

Song Yarong opened the classic big box, in which everything was well stored.

I didn't expect that Jin Beihan didn't see him say a few words. He was very efficient.

This just rejected Shen Hanjun's wedding, not yet natural and unrestrained happy, in the twinkling of an eye to get married, this fast oneself don't believe.

The dowry is too expensive. Master song doesn't know how to store it. "Yarong is your dowry. What are you going to do with it?"

"Put it in the basement of the backyard. It's not too late to take it out when you need it." These things will be helpful to the Song family in the future. Naturally, they can't be brought back to the Jin family.

Master song asked the kitchen to cook song Yarong's favorite dishes. That night, song Yarong was particularly attached to his father.

Master song's smiling face was full of chrysanthemums and touched her head. "It's not that I can't see them. I can't come back next week."

"Dad, you can't wait to get rid of your daughter." Song Yarong looks at his father with complaint.

This made master song laugh.

The next day,

Jin's driver came to pick up song Yarong near noon.

Just stepped into the villa, cold song Yarong a shiver, inside the cold is not decent.

The housekeeper immediately came forward and bowed slightly. "Miss Song, the young master lost his temper early in the morning. I hope you can persuade him."

She went to persuade Jin Beihan?

Don't be tortured to death by him.

Song Yarong shakes her head and wants to refuse. The housekeeper continues, "since Miss Song left, the young master has not eaten any more."

"No reason?" Jin Beihan, a cold looking man, can play his temper.

The housekeeper shook his head in silence.

This few meals did not eat, where is the stomach by the, "where he is now, you take me to find him."

She just couldn't look down, otherwise she wouldn't risk her life to find Jin Beihan.

The housekeeper leads song Yarong to the third floor. Outside a room on the corner, someone has been waiting with food.

"Give it to me." When she reached for the meal, the housekeeper opened the door for her.

It was very dark in the room. I couldn't see where Jin Beihan was. I groped in. I didn't know what I had stepped on. I was about to fall to the ground. I had a big hand on my waist.

Pull her back.

Song Yarong is lying in the arms of a man in shock. The food he is carrying has already been scattered on both sides.

Ear is a man's heavy breathing sound, his body is very cold, song Yarong want to reach out to touch his forehead, by the man.

The man hugged the woman in his arms and yelled, "who let you in!"

"I... I heard you didn't eat several meals. I sent you something to eat."

She was frightened by Jin Beihan and didn't dare to say a word more, but she couldn't control her shaking body.

The girl in her arms looks frightened. Jin Beihan can feel that she is relaxed and holds her tightly.Two people in this room quietly hold, song Yarong let him hold, for a long time, Jin Beihan released him.

She felt relieved for a moment and took a gentle breath. Jin Beihan's depression was too heavy.