The world of Chinese style creates a prosperous era for girl groups

Xia Haoyang's house was very lively today. After all, it was the engagement night, and everyone in the company came to support and congratulate him.

There were also several of Zeng Jingyi's college classmates and childhood playmates present, so the room was packed with people.

"We have already had the wedding banquet today. Do we still need to go to Vancouver?" Zhang Yingru asked stupidly.

"Oh, that's not important. The most important thing now is how much dowry the fat boss gave to Jingyi. Don't say anything and listen to Jingyi." Qin Jiali's face was full of anticipation.

So everyone in the room stared at Zeng Jingyi who was sitting on the bed.

"Do you have to talk about this?" Zeng Jingyi blushed and felt a little shy.

"Of course I have to. Speak quickly, don't waste time. I want to know whether the fat boss and his family are rich but unkind." Qin Jiali said confidently.

"Oh, actually the betrothal gift was agreed upon in advance by both parents. My parents strongly objected, but Mother Xia insisted on giving it, saying that it should be the same for all three daughters-in-law and that there should be no bias..."

"Oh, don't we know who Professor Wang is? You could just tell me the final number. It's really frustrating."

"Mother Xia prepared a bank card with 100 million in cash, and also bought a house in Yancheng for my parents to live in." Zeng Jingyi said softly with some embarrassment.

"One hundred million in cash plus a property in Yancheng? Oh, I'm so envious." The women in the room were all defeated.

"And it's not an ordinary property, it's a courtyard house. You can calculate its value." An insider licked his lips.

"One hundred million in cash plus a courtyard house? Wow, this gift is equivalent to two hundred million."

"Besides, the bed full of gold and silver jewelry simply blinded my eyes. Gold is now 1000 yuan per gram. Look at these heavy bracelets, there are dozens of them. Oh, oh, oh, why am I not the bride?"

"No wonder it has always been said that women should marry into wealthy families. No wonder those female celebrities want to marry into wealthy families even though they are already very rich. It turns out that marrying into a wealthy family can really make you rich overnight."

Qin Jiali, Shao Minzhi and several of Zeng Jingyi's college classmates and childhood playmates all wailed in envy.

Although Zeng Jingyi looked a little embarrassed and shy at this moment, she could not hide her inner joy and pride. She married a good man and married into a good family. It is in people's genes to show off, so what's wrong with showing it off openly?

Because the amount of the bride price far exceeded expectations, the bad fat boss's title of "rich and unkind" was finally rejected by everyone.

The focus of everyone's discussion became how rich the fat boss's family was.

"Why are you always concerned about his family and his eldest and second sisters-in-law when you are discussing? It is obvious that Xia Haoyang himself was once the richest man and he is the richest one. Why do you give me the feeling that you automatically ignore this matter?" Hong Ling is clear-headed, so she does not understand Qin Jiali, Shao Minzhi and others' gossip about Xia Haoyang's family members.

"Oh, that's right. Why do I never feel that the fat boss is a rich man? Is it because I see him every day and I am misled by his loser temperament?" Qin Jiali was thinking about this question seriously.

"Hahaha, it's true. People always say tall, rich and handsome. But Senior Brother Xia is short, fat and ugly, a typical fat guy. You wouldn't usually associate him with the second generation of rich people." Shao Minzhi shouted happily.

"I think you told the truth."

In the master bedroom on the third floor, a group of people were making all kinds of jokes unscrupulously, and the women were talking about their own topics.

Suddenly, Xiao Mengyan came up from downstairs and knocked on the half-open door of the room.

"Sister Jing, someone is looking for you downstairs."

"Who is it? Just let her come up, there's no outsider here." Eating Haagen-Dazs in the middle of winter is a good idea, but even so, it can't stop Qin Jiali from talking.

"Well, I think it's better for Sister Jing to come down. They don't want to come up." Xiao Mengyan seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Them? There are a lot of people, right? That really can't accommodate all of them. Jingyi, go down and take a look?" Qin Jiali turned to Zeng Jingyi.

"Okay, I'll go down and take a look."

"Come, be careful, I'll help you." Shao Minzhi and Qin Jiali took the initiative to lend a hand to Zeng Jingyi.

"I'm fine. I'm fine. I can do it myself."

Accompanied by Xiao Mengyan, Zeng Jingyi slowly walked to the first floor lobby.

"They are at the door, Sister Jing, do you want to put on another coat?"

"Why are you standing outside in such cold weather?" Zeng Jingyi found it incredible.

"They felt embarrassed because there were so many people in the room."

"Oh, then just grab any clothes and I'll make do with them."

"I'll get it."

Xiao Mengyan had lived in this house for a long time and was very familiar with where Zeng Jingyi's clothes were placed, so she ran back to the third floor again, took down a coat and put it on Zeng Jingyi.

There were also many relatives from both sides on the first floor. Xia Haoyang was chatting with some people in the living room. When he saw Xiao Mengyan walking up and down and putting a coat on Zeng Jingyi, he felt curious and walked over.

"What's wrong? Why are you getting dressed? Are you cold?"

"No, Xiao Mengyan said that a friend came to the door and asked me to go out for a while." Zeng Jingyi explained.

"Friends? What friends? Just call them in."

"I think it's better for Sister Jing to go out and meet him." Xiao Mengyan emphasized again.

Xia Haoyang and Zeng Jingyi both trust Xiao Mengyan very much. Normally, she rarely makes suggestions, but there must be a reason why she suggests that Zeng Jingyi go out to meet friends.

Although she didn't know who it was, out of trust in Xiao Mengyan, Zeng Jingyi walked towards the door without saying a word.

Xia Haoyang didn't think too much about it, "Then I'll go with you." He picked up a coat from the back of the sofa, and the three of them walked out of the house together.

Just outside the iron gate of the yard, Xia Haoyang and Zeng Jingyi met two people they hadn't seen for a long time.

The tall one was like a plum blossom standing in the snow, with a woolen coat wrapped around her slender figure, and a crimson scarf around her neck that made her skin look whiter than snow. The ends of her drooping hair were stained with unmelted snow, and her eyelashes were frost-covered. When she smiled, the corners of her eyes slightly raised, like the moonlight trembling on the branches.

The shorter girl was like a hidden lily of the valley, her furry snow boots leaving footprints of joy, her round-neck sweater revealing her delicate collarbone, the pearl hairpin in her hair swaying slightly as she tilted her head back, her dimples filled with the warm yellow light from the doorway.

"Jingyi, President Xia, I wish you all the best."

"It's Sister Wenxin and Sister Suya." Zeng Jingyi stood there in a daze.

The cold wind blew up the snowflakes, but they were instantly smashed into pieces by the bouquets of sunflowers in their arms. When Zhu Suya bent down to brush off the snow on her shoulders, Quan Wenxin had already stood on tiptoe to put a woolen hat on Zeng Jingyi's head, with the sharp mint scent from outside on her fingertips.

Zeng Jingyi reacted and the three of them hugged each other tightly.

In the gap of the embrace, Xia Haoyang saw the melted snow on their eyelashes and the white mist they exhaled entangled together, and the three of them shed crystal tears.