Sunshine lazily climbed into the second-floor room of a small villa, slightly intoxicated by the faint fragrance of coffee.
Because it was the weekend, Nuan Nuan didn't get up until after nine o'clock, holding a cup of coffee and sipping it comfortably, sitting on the floor and looking at his father's face on the notebook with a coquettish smile: "Dad, why didn't you go out on the weekend? Do you have anything to do with me?"
"Nuan Nuan comes back to get married." Wen Qingyan's voice came from the computer.
"Marry? With whom? Haha - Dad, when did you make such a joke?"
I almost spit out my warm sip of coffee. After swallowing it, I laughed so hard: "Dad, you have learned to be humorous recently!
"Nuan Nuan..."
Wen Qingyan seemed a little embarrassed to speak. He closed his eyes tightly and then opened them again. There was helplessness on his handsome face: "Dad is serious."
"Dad..." A warm smile froze on his lips, and the hand holding the coffee was a little stiff.
Dad's expression is no joke!
He also said that if he couldn't find the one she loved, he would not force her to get married. Unless the Wen family could not survive and the marriage was forced.
Did something happen at home? She has been abroad for three years and has not had much time to go back. Moreover, she is not interested in business and never asks about the company's affairs.
Now, the global financial crisis will not be...
She became nervous. Countless companies went bankrupt around the world every day. The Wen family's company would not also...
"Dad, did something happen to the company?" she asked tentatively, her pretty face already turning pale.
"Nuan Nuan..." Wen Qingyan bit his lip and seemed to have made a lot of determination. His voice was low and painful: "Come back and get married to Leng Yan, the second young master of the Leng Group."
"Why?"
The coffee in her hand spilled out, and the warm feeling soaked into her white skirt, but she didn't even notice it. Her voice didn't seem to be her own, and her dark eyes were locked tightly on the haggard-looking father on the screen.
"The company can't withstand the financial crisis and is about to go bankrupt. You know it was built by your mother and me before she was alive. She has always cared about this company, but the financial crisis... Nuan Nuan... you can't watch it collapse.
Really? Nuannuan, your brother is still young..."
Wen Qingyan let out a long, painful sigh.
Nuan Nuan's heart twitched, and she almost didn't hear the rest of the words, but there was one sentence that she firmly remembered.
Dad said: "Nuan Nuan, the ninth day of the lunar month is a good day to get married."
Looking at the time displayed on the computer, tears flowed silently from the corners of my warm eyes.
The ninth day of the lunar month...
There are six days left.
Her identity is about to change from the eldest lady of the Wen family to the second young lady of the Leng family...
She has one year left to graduate in fashion design, and she has not yet celebrated her twentieth birthday. She still dreams of marrying the man who has been in her heart for three years on her twenty-fourth birthday.
The spring breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, blowing up the purple curtains, making the crisp sound of the wind chimes, and blowing into her mind a young and fuzzy shadow.
My heart suddenly started to hurt.
Was he really just a dream he had when he was young?
She has no chance to say "I like you" to him again, right?