C1997 Wealthy Marriage 1924
C1997 Wealthy Marriage 1924
"That Young Master Wang relied on his father to be the principal of a university school. He was usually so arrogant, and in order to pursue you, he had thought of so many boring tricks, but you were so kind-hearted that you didn't want to argue with him. Right now, it's getting more and more outrageous!"
"Alright, since the chef team feels that they have a better source, there's no reason for us to hinder others from getting rich. You can also post the recruitment notice to the talent market. "
"Miss, you should still manage it. You don't know that Young Master Wang is unable to invite those chefs over. Their family doesn't allow it either, and he only used flowery words to gain the trust of the chefs over there. Uncle Jiang, who brought the chefs along with him, was the one who fell for his trap. He called me later on and said that he was too ashamed to come back, so he went back to his hometown. If you don't do anything about it, it will harm the chefs. "
Hai Ziyu thought about it and felt that it made sense. Wang Ziwen had pursued her for half a year, but he still refused to give up on her time and time again. She also had a headache.
At around 19: 00 in the evening, Hai Ziyu drove to the teahouse. Although Wang Ziwen loved to play, he liked to drink tea as his father was the university president. He would definitely meet him there.
She received a great deal of attention as soon as she entered the room, and there was no question of not looking at her. Someone shouted, "Wang Ziwen, your goddess is here."
A 1.7m boy ran over. Although he wasn't tall, he still looked pretty good, but he looked carefree and carefree. When he saw Hai Ziyu, he was very happy. "Ziyu, are you looking for me?" If I had said earlier that you were coming, I would have gone to your house to pick you up. "
"Do you have time? I want to talk to you about something. "
"Wang Ziwen, your spring is here, and big miss Ye Family is actually taking the initiative to look for you."
Someone jeered, and then someone shouted, "Young Miss Ye Family, do you want to go on a date with me? There's nothing fun about being with those little green onions."
Wang Ziwen laughed and scolded him, but inside, he was really happy, "Fuck you, don't fight with me for it. I'll have whatever tea I want today, I can afford it even before I go bankrupt!"
Hai Ziyu waited quietly for him to finish, before she headed out.
The wind blew her out, clearing her mind a lot, but she felt a line of sight staring at her.
She had felt this way ever since she entered the teahouse. After leaving the teahouse, the feeling became even more intense. She looked around and only saw a few people sitting outside drinking tea. None of them looked at her.
"What's wrong?" Wang Ziwen walked beside her and imitated her as he looked around, "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing." "I want you to stop what you were doing before. I don't care about it, nor about Ye Family, but you said that if Ye Family's chef team were to poach them and not hire them, it will bring about a huge loss to their lives."
Wang Ziwen, on the other hand, didn't seem to care at all, "I'm an employer and have the right to choose whether or not to hire those people under the comprehensive evaluation. After assessing it, I feel that they're not suitable, so I won't hire them."
Hai Ziyu knew that it wouldn't be that easy to explain things to him. "Up to you. Since you insist on doing what you want, just treat it as if I've never come here."
"Ziyu, don't be angry. I was just saying that." Wang Ziwen quickly let out a breath of relief. Ever since he saw Hai Ziyu half a year ago, his heart had been deeply subdued by her. No matter what he did, she just didn't appreciate his kindness.
No matter how he looked at it, it was impossible for her to catch up. But he heard that she had never had a boyfriend, and did not like to go out and play like the other rich second generations, and there were also rumors that she did not like to study, so she had dropped out of school very early. In short, to this circle, Hai Ziyu meant that she was mysterious and a goddess.
Hai Ziyu didn't say a word. She was still thinking about that strange feeling just now. Someone was indeed staring at her from the shadows. That person's gaze was different from anyone else, so she could tell.
Wang Ziwen thought she was angry, "I won't use such a rotten method to attract your attention anymore. But can you promise me that you'll be going through the Seventh Festival with me?"
"Go on." She got into the driver's seat and was about to close the door when she was stopped by an arm.
Wang Ziwen said in a rare tone, "Are you waiting for someone?" Seeing the sudden change in his gaze, he knew that he had guessed correctly, "If the person you're waiting for still doesn't come, can you give me a chance? Although my previous actions were very childish, I am sincere to you."
Hai Ziyu didn't answer. She got into the car and drove away.
She didn't go home, but slowly drove along the riverbank. Despite the river wind blowing her hair around, her heart was in turmoil.
After Uruk, she had thought that the other person still had feelings, and felt that as long as she waited, she would definitely be able to wait. Although she was young, this feeling was real and sincere.
"If you are destined to not come back, at least show up in front of me and let me know!"
The river wind was the same, but no one replied. On her way home, she noticed that a jeep seemed to be following her.
She tried another path and soon saw the jeep following her at a leisurely pace.
It was already 22: 00 PM, and there weren't many cars on this road. Even though there was a street light, it didn't seem to be of any use.
Closing the car window, she sped up. The car behind her did not catch up to her, but only followed her from a distance.
She called the driver and motioned for him to come over so they could meet up halfway.
The driver came quickly and caught up with her car in less than half an hour. When she looked back, there was no sign of the jeep.
When Ye Chuqing and Hai Zhuoxuan heard that someone was following her car, they were worried and waited for her to come home. They asked a few times and warned her for a long time before they let it go.
When Hai Ziyu returned to her room, she could still picture the jeep from time to time.
It wasn't that no one had followed her before, but they had all been taken care of by the people from the Ye Family.
At night, she dreamt of Siwen Bing, who was also wearing a suit unique to the butler of Ye Family. He was standing beside the piano with a dull expression.
"Miss, please forget about me."
"No."
She was jolted awake. The mumble from before was too real and familiar to her, and she could still feel the breath on her earlobes.
The room was empty, and she smiled wryly, delusional again. He was unwilling to be bound, so why would he come back? Everything was just her imagination. In his eyes, he was just a little kid.
Feeling sad, she closed her eyes again and found that she had no pajamas left. She could only put on her clothes and walk towards the steward's office. Her heart lurched when she saw the lights in the office.
Did he come back?
Running, pushing open the door with an excited heart, and then being disappointed.
Although the light was on, it was empty and devoid of any life. The white curtains were blown up by the wind and covered the chairs.
She walked to the window and looked out with melancholy. She accidentally caught a glimpse of a bird nest, but there were no birds inside.
Had that young bird learned how to fly and then left with her parents?
Tonight, the wind was especially strong. With a gust of wind, the bird's nest fell.
She hurried downstairs to the garden. The nest was in two pieces, and even if she was tired, she wouldn't be able to find a home.
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Tears fell unexpectedly onto the ground as she cried, complaining about why the person who should have come did not come.
The next day, she called Wang Ziwen, "If your invitation is still valid, then I accept."
Seventh-Day Day
Ye Chuqing and Hai Zhuoxuan went to Europe to play in a week. Hai Ziyu was still dealing with some matters when she received a call from the two.
"Ziyu, would you be bored at home? I told you not to come. " Ye Chuqing called three or four times a day, afraid that her daughter would be bored.
"No need, the two of you have fun. I don't like going out anyway." Hai Ziyu used her neck to hold the phone. When she inadvertently looked out of the window, her eyes widened as she quickly walked to the window.
"What's wrong?" Ye Chuqing felt as if the other party's breathing had become hurried.
Hai Ziyu came back to her senses and said, "It's nothing. You guys had a good time." After hanging up the phone, she stared blankly at the bird's nest on a tree branch outside the window.
The nest had been restored, and there was a white rose in it. The petals of the rose were still very plump, and it was obvious that it had just been picked.
She stared at it for a long time until the maid came in with a bouquet of roses. "My lady, here is a bouquet of your flowers."
"It's not that you need to keep these things properly and send back a copy according to the other party's address, there's no need to bring it to me."
"That's right, all the flowers I sent you this year on the Double Seventh Festival have been recorded down. However, there's nothing written on this bunch of roses, and it's placed at the front gate. Someone didn't send it in just now, so I want to show it to you."
Hai Ziyu took the bouquet of white roses and looked out the window at the white roses in the bird's nest. Her heart skipped a beat and she looked pleasantly surprised. "No one saw who sent the flowers?"
The servant shook his head, "No, I went to check the monitoring system and didn't find out who brought it."
"Go down." Hai Ziyu held onto the bouquet of flowers and sat for a few minutes before immediately standing up. "Is that him? He came back to see me? "
At night, in her beautiful dress, she walked out of the house looking around to see if anyone would turn up.
"Ziyu!" Wang Ziwen stopped the car, "Do you like the white rose I gave you today?"
"Did you send the white roses?" Hai Ziyu's heart almost dropped to the floor.
Wang Ziwen opened the door for her attentively. The back of the car was filled with red roses, and the fragrance of the roses was very rich.
"I've booked a restaurant to keep you satisfied."
When they arrived at the pre-reserved Western Restaurant, Wang Ziwen snapped his fingers and colorful balloons rose up from all around the restaurant. The balloons floated towards the roof, filling the restaurant up nicely.
Apparently, he had reserved the Western Restaurant. There was only one table in the entire restaurant, and the foreign chef was waiting by the side, ready to prepare delicious food for them.
When Hai Ziyu sat down, the feeling of being spied on suddenly appeared again. She looked out of the window and only saw the night and the potted plants.