Sang Xiaoyu only stayed in Sanya for a week. It was still a good season in Sanya when flowers were blooming and the scenery was pleasant. Sang Xiaoyu had no intention of being nostalgic. She felt that she was not qualified to spend a lot of time in the lakes and mountains, so she hurried back.
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The son, Ziqiao, couldn't bear to leave his grandma and clamored to stay and asked Sang Xiaoyu to pick him up when school started.
Sang Xiaoyu persuaded him and promised to buy him a gun that he had long admired, so he reluctantly followed him back, with Lao Gao pouting along the way.
While waiting for the flight in the terminal, Jiang Chunhui called and said that he wanted to clean up Jie Feng.
Sang Xiaoyu said that there was no need to go to so much trouble. She was already tired after a flight that lasted more than seven hours. She said she wanted to go home and rest when she landed.
Jiang Chunhui refused, saying that he must see her as soon as possible and asked her to dress herself up beautifully.
Sang Xiaoyu was helpless, knowing that he must have called his friends. What she disliked the most was this kind of situation, but she had no choice. Jiang Chunhui always liked to have his own way.
Sang Xiaoyu first put on thick clothes for her son in the airport lobby. Ziqiao refused, saying it was too hot. Sang Xiaoyu thought the same thing. It was probably not cold on the plane, so he changed into his summer clothes in case it rained.
It was too cold while driving.
Sang Xiaoyu dressed up for almost an hour on the plane, firstly to kill time, and secondly not to make Jiang Chunhui lose face in front of others.
Who is he? Sang Xiaoyu doesn't want to think about it. Anyway, Jiang Chunhui likes to introduce some friends in the scene to her, saying that it will only be good for her in the future.
When Sang Xiaoyu opened the business, Jiang Chunhui threw a Chinese cigarette to each of the people present with a stroke of his pen, and also wanted to give away two boxes of wine.
Sang Xiaoyu looked unhappy. Jiang Chunhui said that we couldn't afford to offend these people and this little money must be spent.
Sang Xiaoyu was quite disgusted with this, but for the sake of face, she had to reluctantly agree.
Jiang Chunhui said that she couldn't be too stingy. Sang Xiaoyu said that the hotel relied on genuine products at reasonable prices. Jiang Chunhui sneered and said that she would know how powerful these people are in the future.
Sang Xiaoyu got off the plane and packed her luggage. As soon as she left the gate, she saw Jiang Chunhui holding a large bouquet of roses and waving to her in high spirits.
Sang Xiaoyu immediately responded to him with a smile on her face, took the flowers and said thank you, and Ziqiao obediently called him godfather.
Jiang Chunhui looked like a big boss, driving a Mercedes-Benz and holding a brand-new mobile phone that had just been launched.
In the car, Sang Xiaoyu said that she didn't want to socialize outside and wanted to go home and have a good rest. Jiang Chunhui ignored him and only talked to Ziqiao. He asked why Ziqiao seemed a little unhappy.
Sang Xiaoyu was helpless and said she didn't want to come back because she had fallen in love with Sanya.
Jiang Chunhui said: "This is nothing. If I have a chance, I will take you there and you can play as long as you want."
Ziqiao glanced at his mother and said, "Don't forget the gun you mentioned."
Jiang Chunhui asked what kind of gun it was. Ziqiao glanced at his mother and didn't dare to say anything. Sang Xiaoyu said it was an electric gun that could fire bullets.
Jiang Chunhui said: "Ziqiao, don't worry about what your mother wants. Talk to me directly about this kind of things from now on. You can get whatever you want. I've been a little busy recently and I haven't bought you much."
Ziqiao immediately said: "No, my mother can just buy it."
"Why are you having an affair with me? Did your mother say something?"
Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to say: "I told him not to take other people's things. Isn't this the right thing to do?"
Jiang Chunhui was unhappy and said, "Am I someone else?"
After saying that, he winked at Ziqiao.
Jiang Chunhui used the mirror in the car to look at Sang Xiaoyu, and saw that she looked a little tired, leaning against the car window. He thought of the changes in her since they dated her, from a little woman who obeyed her words to become independent and confident.
She is no longer the submissive little bird she used to be. Whether this change is good or bad, Jiang Chunhui cannot decide.
The car soon arrived at Xingyu Hotel.
When Jiang Chunhui was about to get off the car, he emphasized: "Let me tell you, this meal is worth every penny. If I want to take advantage, I won't stay in our hotel. What I want is the atmosphere."
Sang Xiaoyu asked: "Who did you invite? Is it the bank, taxation, industry and commerce, etc.? I really don't want to see them."
Jiang Chunhui said mysteriously: "It's not true. You'll know it when you see it."
Sang Xiaoyu had already put on a cashmere coat, and the makeup on her face was very delicate. Before coming out of the airport, Ziqiao also dressed up in winter clothes, and also put on a small hat bought by her grandma in Sanya.
Jiang Chunhui looked at the two of them, took the opportunity to hold Ziqiao in his arms, and stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.
Ziqiao is not young anymore and is also very tall. When Jiang Chunhui went upstairs, he felt it was difficult. Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly asked his son to come down.
Sang Xiaoyu walked in the front, holding her son's hand to the second floor.
At this time, it was already past nine o'clock. Sang Xiaoyu didn't know who he wanted to invite, so he walked to the VIP room out of habit.
The corridor was brightly lit, but there was no sound. Sang Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if there were only a few people.
When she opened room No. 888, it was dark inside. When she was about to reach out to turn on the light, the light came on. Sang Xiaoyu was startled, and even Ziqiao was startled.
A large room of people, holding champagne or beer in their hands, shouted together: "Happy light rain!"
Sang Xiaoyu took a closer look and saw that it was his high school classmate.
The high-end VIP room was decorated with blooming flowers, colorful balloons, and colorful ribbons hanging in the air.
Someone opened a bottle of champagne and made a loud noise...
Sang Xiaoyu turned around and noticed that Jiang Chunhui was dressed very formally today.
Underneath the sapphire blue suit is a snow-white shirt, with a fancy coat on the outside. His hair has obviously been taken care of, it is in order and not messy, and the leather shoes under his feet are shining brightly.
Just when Sang Xiaoyu turned around, Jiang Chunhui immediately knelt down half his leg, took out an exquisite small box, looked up at her sincerely, and said loudly: "Accept me, I want to be your lover."
Jiang Chunhui was very smart, and his surprise attack itself was a bit risky. "Marry me" he didn't dare to say out loud. He saved face for himself and also left a way out for Sang Xiaoyu.
Sang Xiaoyu was stunned immediately, her heart skipped a beat, Jiang Chunhui set a sweet trap for her.
Before she could come to her senses, her classmates started cheering, saying: "Promise him, promise him..."
The atmosphere at the scene was exactly the same as the scenes in movies and TV series.
Sang Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with flowers, and people were talking with their mouths open, but in Sang Xiaoyu's heart, her mind was blank, and she was at a loss. It was obvious that Jiang Chunhui caught her off guard.
After entering the room for nearly three or four minutes, she found that not only were her classmates, but also hotel employees, including Song Yue, Zhao Chunling, Cheng Weiting, and Li Junhao among them.