Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Chapter 185 Choice

Mr. Song called her in, and when he saw her, he immediately understood her purpose. He put down the documents in his hand and took off his glasses.

"Grandpa." Zhu Xia put the fruit on the table.

The old man saw that it was not a good idea for her to stand, so he asked her to sit down.

"How is your knee?" Old Master Song glanced at her legs and asked slowly.

Zhu Xia sat down gracefully, with an expression that said "I can still kneel for two more days" on her face, but she spoke gently: "It's nothing serious, just take a rest."

Mr. Song paused and said, "Young people don't pay attention to their health. If they work hard, they will understand when they get old."

"It doesn't matter. I can even break one of my legs just to see grandpa." Zhu Xia said softly.

The tone sounded a little pathetic, and I didn't know where he learned it from.

Old Master Song smiled without showing his feelings... This child has become like a little girl. He couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Grandpa, you know the news that He Lianzhou and I are together." Zhu Xia looked at Grandpa Song's slender hands resting on the table. His skin was fair and his flesh was a little loose.

It is impossible for Mr. Song to remain silent after learning of her decision. He must know everything he should understand and know.

Zhu Xia said, "Second Aunt has been arranging matches for Third Brother with noble ladies from Beijing families. Several of them are good in every aspect. Maybe they are different from your standards, but people are independent individuals. No one is born to completely match the expectations of others, right? I canceled the engagement and have nothing to do with other family members..."

"You are not an emotional child."

Zhu Xia was silent for a second and said, "I know your concerns. But the choice before me has never been between feelings and interests."

Old Master Song looked up at her, his eyes cloudy and sharp.

"What I chose was not love, but He Lianzhou." Zhu Xia also looked at his grandfather.

She didn't say how deep their feelings were, nor did she say how much she loved him or how she couldn't live without him. Instead, she said that she chose him.

Choice is a word that is full of rational thinking.

Mr. Song is a man of rich experience. He has seen many young men from aristocratic families who have tortured themselves to the point of losing their ability to think for the sake of the woman they claim to love, causing chaos in the family.

It was a smart move for the girl to put aside her feelings and talk about the topic.

It not only proves that she is not acting on impulse due to hormones, but also indirectly shows how outstanding the other person is.

Mr. Song sighed almost imperceptibly.

"He was a very capable and attractive young man."

Zhu Xia was stunned for a moment: "Yes."

"He is also a person who is unpredictable and extremely cunning."

"Grandpa, among all his advantages, this is the first thing that attracted me. After so many years since we first met, I still haven't been able to see through him completely." Zhu Xia said, "But this is not within my consideration. If there are unsolvable problems in the future, I will face them calmly and accept any result. It is normal for couples to break up and get back together. It won't kill yourself or hurt others."

Old Master Song let out a long sigh. This time he did not hide it, and Zhu Xia heard it.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Song asked, "Are you talking about marriage?"

Zhu Xia knew that her grandfather had given in, and she felt relieved. She said, "I'm waiting for your opinion."

Old Master Song was silent for a while, then snorted, "Wait for my opinion... You speak as if you care about what an old man like me thinks."

Zhu Xia smiled and told him about her meeting with He Lianzhou. After getting her grandfather's nod, she accompanied him to eat fruit and chatted for a while before returning to her room.

Before going to bed, Zhu Xia received a video call from He Lianzhou. She told him that her grandfather had agreed and asked him to go to bed early.

The next day, Zhu Xia and Mr. Song attended a group worship and were too busy to check their phones. Fortunately, He Lianzhou was also very busy, so they didn't feel disappointed when their schedules didn't match. It was almost as Zhu Xia expected. He Lianzhou's upbringing was impeccable. His words and deeds were intimidating and carefree. He knew how to restrain himself when facing his elders, and people admired his insights and methods... Zhu Xia's mind inexplicably emerged a word-the top son-in-law in the upper class circle. He really pleased the old people. Those high-ranking people with amazing resumes liked him, admired him, respected him, and feared him... as if he was born to stand in a position that the world could not reach.

After meeting his grandfather, He Lianzhou had some official business to attend to, and Zhu Xia had to deal with some things in Beijing. She said that he had been here for many days, and he should at least have a meal with his family during the New Year, so she asked him to go back first and she would come a few days later.

Song Chengyu and Wen Qianhui were also very busy, so Zhu Xia could only see him at group visits and occasions attended by senior colleagues.

On this day, Mr. Song invited the older generations of the Wen family and the Qi family to gather at the Hanlin Academy. Zhu Xia came out to relax in the middle of the gathering, walked through a bamboo forest, came to the yard, and called He Lianzhou.

"No wonder Shang Qiao suddenly wanted a child, it turns out Grandma Shang is critically ill." Zhu Xia said.

Grandma Shang, the head of the Macau Merchants, was a female hero. With her, the business had a foundation. After Shang Qiao divorced You Feng, he could not have seized power without the support of Grandma Shang.

"I haven't finished my family matters yet, so I have to postpone my return for five days." Zhu Xia felt a little embarrassed. She had postponed it for three days and then five days, and it seemed like she was going to run away.

Song Chengyu came out to smoke, walked around the winding corridor, looked at the frozen lake, heard a familiar voice, and turned his head. His childhood sweetheart was different from usual, sitting on a bamboo chair, wearing a white Bluetooth headset in her ears, talking on the phone with a spring-like smile on her face.

He was watching intently. When Zhu Xia hung up the phone and turned around, he looked away.

Meeting his gaze, Zhu Xia remained calm and said as he passed by, "Third brother."

"Xia Xia." Song Chengyu suddenly called her.

Zhu Xia stopped, turned around and looked at him with a calm expression.

It was Song Chengyu who stopped her from going to the prison to see Zhou's father; it was also Song Chengyu who later made Pei Jue turn against her and gave her false information... He always knew the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Xia Xia knew that Zhou's father's idea came from his father, but she was very rational and objective and did not reveal it. She understood the situation and would not put the Song family in trouble.

The moment they looked at each other, they almost understood the deep meaning in each other's eyes. So, no one spoke. Adults were already tacitly aware of each other, not to mention that they put the interests of the family first.

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As winter goes and spring comes, the ice and snow melt.

On the day of the beginning of spring, Zhu Xia returned to the port city quietly without telling He Lianzhou.

It was still early when she got off the plane. She was not in a hurry to see him. She first invited Lin Jiayue and Li Baize to have a meal. During the meal, she sent a message to He Lianzhou, who said he was at the group headquarters.

As it was getting close to getting off work, Zhu Xia headed to Central, the political and commercial center of Hong Kong City, on time.