Looking at the man she was already familiar with, Xia Chun's heart was full of feelings. Since they first met, the man has been very kind to her, almost asking for nothing in return.
He saved her from fire and water again and again, and now it's so moving.
She Xia Chunhe De, how can Song Jin be so kind to her?
If she refuses, she really has a conscience eaten by the dog.
Xia Chun moistened her eyes and slowly spit out a word, "just do as you say. We'll get married."
As soon as he said this, Song Jin's hand holding the coffee cup trembled fiercely and almost spilled the coffee on those important documents. He lowered his head and felt guilty at the bottom of his eyes.
It was not until Xia Chun left the study that he seemed to relax. The corners of his mouth naturally had a smile, but the smile was complex and even bitter.
If she knew the truth, would she avoid herself?
The news that Song Jin was going to get married soon shocked the whole family. After learning about it, his father Wilson even came to Song Jin's house to ask about it.
Wilson came without warning. Even Song Jin didn't get any news, let alone Xia Chun. She was holding little Mu Xia in the garden to bask in the sun. Suddenly, a dignified and noble man appeared in front of her.
"Are you the woman who is going to marry mark?"
Mark is Song Jin's real name. Although Xia Chun knows it, she is more used to calling him Song Jin. Wilson speaks English. Xia Chun has been learning English since she came to Britain. Now she can understand some simple sentences.
Xia Chun was startled by Wilson's sudden arrival. She looked at the tall and dignified man in front of her, revealing noble men all over her, and could not help but feel some palpitations.
She understood what he said, but she didn't know how to answer.
"I'm asking you if you're going to marry mark."
Wilson's mouth suddenly spit out a Chinese sentence. Although the tone was strange, the pronunciation was very clear, which startled Xia Chun.
"Yes, it's me. You should be song... Mark's father, Mr. Wilson." Xia Chun's nervous body is tight, and her hands holding little Musha are stiff.
Wilson's eyes fell on little Musha. Suddenly, his arrow like eyebrows twisted together. He said coldly, "what's the matter with this child?"
"She is my child." Xia Chun didn't hesitate. She knew it might annoy Wilson, but she wouldn't lie about it. Little Mu Xia is the most precious gift from heaven, not a burden.
Hearing Xia Chun's words, Wilson's expression tightened and his gloomy face was about to drip water, but he still maintained a gentleman's demeanor and didn't get angry directly.
Xia Chun secretly thought that their marriage would come to an end.
Wilson's family is very famous in the local upper class society. How could he let his son marry a woman with unknown origin and children.
When Wilson and Xia Chun were in a stalemate, Song Jin hurried back and saw the two people in the garden who were embarrassed. Song Jin's face was not good-looking.
"Mark, come with me." Wilson drank coldly, turned and walked out of the garden. When facing Song Jin, he was obviously more serious.
Song Jin looks at Xia Chun nervously, worried that she will be frightened by Wilson. Xia Chun smiles and shakes her head gently, indicating that she ignores it.
Their father and son entered the house to talk. Xia Chun quietly sat in the yard with little Mu Xia in his arms and looked up at the sky.
She had scruples about this marriage. If it was really yellow, she could understand it.
I don't know what Wilson and Song Jin talked about, but Wilson didn't look good when he left. Xia Chun thought the result should be similar to his own estimation.
"Goodbye, Mr. Wilson." she said hello to Wilson with her baby in her arms. Even if the marriage was yellow, she wouldn't lose her courtesy.
Xia Chun didn't expect Wilson to have a good face for himself, but strangely, he stopped and nodded gently to her.
She smiled and watched Wilson get on the bus and leave before she walked into the room and saw Song Jin sitting on the first floor with a tangled face.
"You don't have to be embarrassed. If I were your father, I wouldn't agree to the marriage. I appreciate everything you have done for me." Xia Chun said softly.
But hearing her voice, Song Jin changed into a relaxed smile, "you misunderstood, my father is easy to our marriage."
"He agreed?" Xia Chun felt incredible. She really couldn't see through the father and son now.
Song Jin seemed to have something on his mind since Mr. Wilson came, but Xia Chun asked him several times, but he didn't answer positively.
Instead, he asked her a strange question, "Xiaochun, if one day I did something that made you sad, would you hate me?"
"I don't think you will do anything like that." even if there is, Xia Chun can hardly hate the person who helped him in his most difficult time.
A few days later, Song Jin suddenly gave her a gift. It was a dress. Xia Chun knew that this dress was definitely not cheap just by looking at the workmanship and design.
"It's too expensive, and I stay at home all day. It's too wasteful to give it to me."
Song Jin gently stroked the top of her hair and spoiled her face. "It's worth the money. Change it quickly and accompany me to see an important person today."
"Important person? But I don't know my identity. I'm afraid it's not good." Xia Chun's face faded, and she had to take care of little Mu Xia. She was a little worried about the servants at home.
No wonder she is suspicious, mainly because she has suffered too much.
"Who says you're unidentified? You're my fiancee. You're aboveboard, and take little Mu Xia with you." Song Jin said faintly with pride and pride on his face.
Then, before Xia Chun thought about Song Jin, he stuffed the skirt into her arms and pushed her into the dressing room, "change your clothes quickly."
After all, Xia Chun changed into that skirt, and then found that there was a small children's dress in the box. It was the same style as her dress. It looked like a parent-child dress.
It turned out that Song Jin had planned to let Xiao Mu Xia go together early in the morning.
So she changed little Mu Xia's clothes again. The three went out together for the first time. Sitting in the car, Xia Chun was always uneasy. It happened that Song Jin wanted to sell off and didn't tell her where to go.
Until their car stopped, Xia Chun saw the castle in front of him through the window and was stunned.
I only saw such a place on the Internet before, but now I see her with my own eyes. Her eyes are attracted by the castle, but her heart is more disturbed.
I'm afraid she can't even compare with the guard here.