0p0 Chapter 224: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 32
Chapter 224: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 32
But Meng Jiaojiao was not bothered at all. She just curled her lips and looked into his eyes quietly, with affection gradually growing in her eyes.
"Would it be embarrassing for you to marry me?"
He smiled indifferently and pulled her back into his arms from the spotlight, so the targeted light had to shine on the two people hugging each other.
"I'm so glad you're willing to marry me."
Meng Jiaojiao curved her eyelashes, smiled and stepped out of his arms, then took the microphone, her clear voice piercing everyone's ears.
"Okay, I'll give you a little surprise. I hope you'll love me a little more~"
"What..." Song Yuanzhou looked at her getting farther and farther away from him with some confusion.
My eyes followed her as she walked step by step to the center of the stage, and then I saw her generously asking the staff to help her move the piano over.
Fang Yingying crossed her arms and watched her take the initiative to step forward and humiliate herself, and she couldn't help but smile.
Those in the audience who harbored ill feelings towards her would naturally not miss such a good opportunity.
Before the cocktail party started, the Fang family had already quietly spread the word that as long as they could make this girl named Meng Jiaojiao suffer humiliation, the Fang family would treat them as guests of honor in the future.
Although they are all well-known figures, the Fang family has too much say.
Connections also permeate every industry, and there is no one who would not want such an opportunity, let alone offending just a country girl.
"Why are you pretending? There are not many people who can play this kind of foreign musical instrument in the art school. How dare she, a country girl, perform this in front of so many people? Could it be that she knows she is doomed to be embarrassed, so she finds a decent way to do it?"
"Ms. Fang said that we can't make fun of her no matter what she performs, so why don't you applaud her quickly, hahahaha."
"She really doesn't know her own weight. I heard that Mr. Mao, the musician who was in the newspaper, is here today. I'm afraid we can tell at a glance whether she can play or not. Wouldn't she be laughed to death by then?"
Fang Guodong looked at the calm girl on the stage with a serious expression, then glanced at Song Yuanzhou who was obviously more nervous than her, and said calmly:
"Yuanzhou, I respect your grandfather as a hero who sacrificed his life for the country. You are also a capable person. I may not force you to marry Yingying, but you must show me that she is not a useless girl. Otherwise, even if I break up this marriage in public, I will not let you marry her."
Song Yuanzhou clenched his fists, his eyes remained on the stage, but his voice became cold.
"Commander, I respect you, but that doesn't mean I need your approval even for my wife."
Fang Guodong frowned: Yingying was right, that woman had actually fascinated him to this extent. He would never refute herself before.
No, Song Yuanzhou is a rare talent, and he is the one I chose. I cannot let him ruin his future for a village girl.
"Don't forget, I was the one who recommended you to Boss Ma. Without me, what else could you, Song Yuanzhou, achieve except your physical strength?"
"And that useless and short-sighted woman, what use is she to have other than holding you back? I remember I taught you to look at the long term and not be foolish for a little love."
Fang Guodong's words sounded like a joke to Song Yuanzhou. A hint of contempt appeared at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were looking affectionately at the girl on the stage who was favored by the light.
She keeps her back straight and never complains about herself because of a word of praise or criticism from others.
From the very beginning, she was a special existence, as if she was isolated from this world. It was because they didn't understand and couldn't see her goodness.
Meng Jiaojiao had already sat down calmly, her long white arms gently lifting the hem of her skirt, her smoothly curved swan neck shimmering in the light.
She raised her arm slightly, and slowly looked with smiling eyes towards the bottomless black eyes below the stage.
That look seemed to say, since you believe in me, I will not let you down.
The noise from the audience was incompatible with her beauty.
The moment her slender fingertips fell, she paused for a second, picked up the microphone at hand and said generously:
"Before the performance, I need to explain that I am not Fang Yingying's friend, nor am I familiar with her. Today, I am here as the wife of my husband Song Yuanzhou, so this song is dedicated only to my husband."
next second.
“……”The whole place was silent.
Fang Yingying looked at Meng Jiaojiao in disbelief, but she was already dancing her fingertips freely, as if what she had just announced was just a meaningless statement.
The people in the audience had no interest in listening to the music and were only concerned with gossiping.
"What? She's already married to Song Yuanzhou?"
"Isn't that just nonsense? Before I came here today, I heard from the Fang family that they might announce the date of Song Yuanzhou and Fang Yingying's engagement."
"Yes, I saw that the manuscript has been written by the tabloid. It seems that it has been confirmed with the Fang family."
"But Song Yuanzhou didn't deny it. I just saw him hug her!"
"No way, Song Yuanzhou is already married, and the Fang family wants him to marry Fang Yingying. Isn't that a forced marriage?"
"Oh my god! No wonder the Fang family wants to target this girl. It turns out they want to force her away and then let their daughter marry him. Are they so wicked?"
All the words of the crowd could no longer stir any waves in Song Yuanzhou's heart.
As if he had finally received God's favor, he felt that his floating heart had finally settled down and found its home.
System: Favorability +5~
The warnings and threats from those around him seemed to have no effect on him anymore, so he lowered his eyes and chuckled.
"Did you love Yingying's mother when you were young?"
Fang Guodong did not understand the deep meaning of his words. He just thought that he was convinced by his words. He patted his shoulder and sighed: "In our era, there was no such thing as love or not. Yuanzhou, you have to wake up."
The brisk and beautiful music from the stage gradually came, and those white fingertips kept jumping and moving as if they had merged into one with her.
The way she closed her eyes and enjoyed it seemed like she was born with elegance, and it was almost incomparable to the disgusting and dirty person that everyone had just talked about.
Song Yuanzhou could no longer hide the smile on his face, and turned to Fang Guodong and said firmly: "I am sober, I love her."
Fang Guodong was stunned: "You..."
Gradually, all the talking voices disappeared, and the only sound in the audience was the beautiful piano music that brought joy to the body and mind.
Enjoyment is an innate ability of human beings, and it is even easier for the rich who already have enough money and ability.
As the rhythm of the black and white piano keys slowly came to an end and the last note fell, Meng Jiaojiao slowly opened her eyes.
Song Yuanzhou pushed aside the crowd blocking his way and walked towards her impatiently.