The flash marriage husband is a billionaire chaebol

Xiang Qingyuan's old appointment with Song Qingping is in the market in the north of the city, and there are many restaurants nearby.

During the time I was with Xiang Qingyuan, I went out to eat more times than Song Qingping had in the previous ten years.

Xiang Qingyuan was wearing a white shirt and jeans, but he had long since lost the vigorous and youthful look he had when he was studying, and he always gave people a state of being unable to wake up.

Xiang Qingyuan took Song Qingping's hand, and clasped his fingers tightly, "I haven't seen you for a week, how come my baby lost weight."

This baby sound made Song Qingping's mind flutter, and Xiang Qingyuan was always so gentle.

She has never met someone who treats her so well...

"I'm busy with work, so I can't eat in time."

Xiang Qingyuan smiled and said: "So I'll take you to make up for it. This hot pot tastes pretty good, and the beef is fresh on the plate."

In a hot pot restaurant.

Xiang Qingyuan never mentioned the matter of money, Song Qingping hesitated to speak several times, she would destroy such a good atmosphere if she said it.

"What have you been up to lately? You don't answer your calls."

Xiang Qingyuan: "I went to Macau for a business trip a few days ago. I was doing a small business with some buddies. You see, we are not young anymore, and it's time to talk about marriage. I don't have anything yet. How can I give you a future? At least buy a suite in Haishi, do you know how expensive houses in Haishi are now?"

Song Qingping has been in Haishi for so many years, so she naturally knows the house price in Haishi. Even in the suburbs, it is nearly [-] yuan.

Ordinary people buy a house without the help of their family members. They are beyond their reach and dare not even think about it.

Song Qingping was considerate of Xiang Qingyuan's situation, both came from the countryside, and his father was seriously ill, so how could he have the support of his family.

"I don't want a house. We can rent a house and get married. As long as we work hard together, we will definitely buy it in the future."

Xiang Qingyuan was depressed and frustrated, and said with a long sigh: "I divorced my ex-wife. At that time, I lived in a villa. Their family didn't ask me much. As long as I treat her daughter better, emotional matters can't be forced. If it's not At that time, my dad was pressing me hard, and I wouldn't marry her, but later on, I really didn't want to think about it, rich clothes, fine food, villas and luxury cars, these are not what I want."

Song Qingping listened carefully.

But the version she heard was not this, she frowned and asked, "Didn't you get divorced because of your ex-wife cheating?"

Xiang Qingyuan smiled bitterly: "How is it possible? She said that because she wanted to save face. She said that if she didn't agree to say that, she would not agree to the divorce."

Song Qingping's heart grew affectionate, and the daughter of a rich family loved Xiang Qingyuan so deeply.

She has always felt inferior. If she was the daughter of a rich family, Xiang Qingyuan wouldn't be so tired if she was with her.

She was the one who dragged Xiang Qingyuan down.

Xiang Qingyuan pinched Song Qingping's heart accurately, and he wanted Song Qingping to understand.

He was with Song Qingping, it was a charity, a gift, and Song Qingping should cherish it.

The ex-wife and ex-girlfriend were all so good and rich, Song Qingping felt so inferior that she couldn't hold her head up.

Feeling full of guilt, "If you don't divorce, life will not be so difficult now. If you are with me, I can give you nothing. I am not good enough."

Xiang Qingyuan confessed: "I also know that you can't give me anything, it's okay... There will be good days, and when I make money in the future, I will support you. Your ability is limited, and there is no room for appreciation."

Song Qingping was hit hard, she was quite useless, with a bleak life.

"Do you still like Lin Yan?" Song Qingping said that she had been confused for too long.

She always felt that whenever Lin Yan was mentioned, Xiang Qingyuan would be particularly sensitive.

"I don't like it anymore. I didn't like it when we broke up. She also begged me hard not to break up. She was reluctant to give me up to other women. The more she behaved like this, the more I didn't like her. She always spoke badly of me. Well, let's turn love into hatred, she can't get over this hurdle in her heart."

The amount of information was too shocking for Song Qingping.

It turns out that Lin Yan also stalked Xiang Qingyuan, and this can also explain why Lin Yan would sneer every time Xiang Qingyuan was mentioned, with a disgusted and repulsive look.

Xiang Qingyuan looked at Song Qingping affectionately, "Baby, although you are not as good as the two of them, I still like you. From the first moment I saw you, I felt that you were my destiny. I like you but I can't be a fan." Eat, so I will work harder to make money and give you a better life."

I don't know if it's because of Xiang Qingyuan's words, or because the temperature in the hot pot is too high and the heat is suffocating.

Song Qingping's face was very red, redder than the crab roe thrown into the pot.

"Let's work hard together." Song Qingping raised his glass and poured himself a glass of beer for the first time.

Xiang Qingyuan was not in a hurry to drink this glass of wine, he looked embarrassed.

Song Qingping saw his preoccupied look for a moment, and put down her wine glass.

"what happened?"

Xiang Qingyuan sighed heavily, "Business requires capital. I have been worrying about it for the past few days. What should I do with the capital? I found a good project to make money. I wanted to contact my ex-wife, but I was afraid that she would I have lost all ties to me, and my dead thoughts are alive again, forget it... I won’t mention it.”

Song Qingping clenched her lips, feeling powerless paralyzing her limbs, making her unable to move.

Xiang Qingyuan looked at Song Qingping from the corner of his eye, shook his head and sighed again, the feeling of oppression at the dinner table was full.

"I'll figure it out on my own. I always don't make money, and I feel uncomfortable. I feel depressed in life, and you keep urging me to pay back the money. I worry so much that I can't sleep every day, thinking about how to pay it off."

Song Qingping, who had been silent for a long time, asked in a low voice: "Is it a stable profit? How much principal are you short of?"

Xiang Qingyuan said: "Forget it, forget it, I really have no choice but to find my ex-wife and explain to her that it's just an investment. I already have a girlfriend, so let her not pester me."

Song Qingping was in a hurry, her voice doubled, "You can't contact her, how much money do you need, I'll help you find a solution."

Extend five fingers to Qingyuan.

Song Qingping breathed a sigh of relief, "5 yuan, I will find a way, the company has a new batch of office equipment, 5 yuan I can move it out no matter what."

"Honey, it's 50."

Song Qingping was dumbfounded, 50? ?

To her, this was already an astronomical figure. How could she afford so much money? She couldn't move it any more.

Seeing Song Qingping's expression, Xiang Qingyuan shook his head helplessly, "Honey, don't worry about this matter, you are not capable, and I won't blame you."

Song Qingping gritted her teeth, but in the end she couldn't control it. She let go of all her strength, "I will find a way to give you the money as soon as possible. As long as you don't check the accounts, you should be fine. When you make money in business, give me the money right away. "