Chapter 58

Meng Yunan's wedding was scheduled for the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. The entire wedding venue was arranged on a yacht ferry. Not many people were invited. Most of them were friends of Meng Yunan and You Huan, as well as You Huan's mother.

The two of them knew each other when they were young, so You Huan's mother also knew Meng Yunan. Over the years, she also knew her daughter's thoughts, and now she finally got her wish. This is the moment to witness her happiness in life, and she also needs her mother to come. Bless them.

Two days in advance, Song Ling took Shen Zhao to choose a dress. Song Ling chose a water blue sloping shoulder long skirt, which was simple and elegant, and she chose a crescent pink and white tube top dress for Shen Zhao. Under the light, her fair skin glowed like a streamer.

The tube top dress tested her figure. Song Lingshuang held Shen Zhao's and spread her to look at her whole body. She rarely wore it like this, and the long skirt complemented her figure very well. Shen Zhao is not a stunning appearance, and when placed in a crowd, it is not noticeable at a glance, but this face is very attractive when dressed up.

Song Ling took her by the hand, her face suddenly came close to her, and whispered in her ear, "Today is very beautiful."

Shen Zhao pursed his lips and chuckled, lowered his head and said softly, "I have never worn such a skirt."

Song Ling teased and stared into her eyes, her eyes shone with light, "You can wear them often in the future."

Shen Zhao laughed and said helplessly, "Who would often go out dressed like this?"

Song Lingliang stretched out, grabbed her tube top and lifted it up, covering the scenery in front of her chest, lowered her eyes and said, "You can just wear it for me to see."

Shen Zhao understood, glanced at her, and laughed and scolded: "Rogue!"

The wedding dinner officially started. The whole process was very complicated. Meng Yunan and You Huan were very busy. After greeting Song Ling and Shen Zhao, they went to greet other relatives and friends next to each other.

Meng Yunan was dressed beautifully today, in a playful berry-colored midi skirt, and her hair was permed into French waves, very ladylike.

She walked over to Song Ling and Shen Zhao with a goblet in hand, her eyes circled back and forth between the two of them, and she asked with a deliberate smile, "Reconciled?"

Song Lingwan took Shen Zhao into his arms again, and said stubbornly, "Can't you see?"

Meng Yunan held back a smile, nodded and said, "See it, see it!"

Shen Zhao also lowered his head and smiled, then raised his eyes to look at Meng Yunan and You Huan, and sincerely wished: "I want to be happy for a lifetime."

Meng Yunan grabbed You Huan's and saluted her with a glass of wine: "Thank you, I'll be waiting for your wedding wine."

Shen Zhao was stunned, subconsciously turned his head to look at Song Ling, and Song Ling's eyes just happened to project, and his eyes were facing each other.

Meng Yunan watched the two of them reconcile, and she was in a good mood, "You can go around as you like, A Huan and I will not accompany you."

Song Ling nodded at her and said, "Okay."

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the weather in Jiangcheng was still very cold, but the heating was turned on in the entire ferry cabin, and it was not cold at all, but Shen Zhao wanted to go out to see Jiang Chao on a whim. Song Ling responded to her and put on a down jacket for her. went out to the deck.

There was a lot of wind on the river, all the guests were inside, and there were not many people on the deck, and the world immediately became quiet when they came out.

Happiness is contagious, and the wedding of Meng Yunan and You Huan also infected Shen Zhao. She looked at the room full of guests, and everyone had a happy smile on their faces. When she saw Meng Yunan and You Huan looking at each other, the faces on each other's faces The smiles, just one look, each other will understand each other's heart.

She envied that kind of love.

The yacht club stayed on the river for a whole night. Shen Zhao stood on the bow of the deck, the wind ruffled her long hair, and the sky was flying wildly.

Shen Zhao turned to look at Song Ling, she was only wearing a thin coat, she turned to face her, raised her head and asked, "Is it cold, the cold is just right, don't get worse when you turn around." take off her down jacket.

Song Ling pulled it up for her, smiled and said, "It's not cold, you wear it."

Shen Zhao looked up at her, insisted on dressing her, and said, "You hold me."

Song Ling paused for a while and said yes with a smile.

Song Ling put on a down jacket, hugged her from behind, wrapped the person in her arms, pressed her chin to her neck socket, and watched this wonderful river view with her.

Shen Zhao felt the warmth from his back, and suddenly smiled and said, "Do you think it looks like the Titanic?"

Song Ling was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted. She hooked her lips and asked, "If this ship also capsized, would you stay with me?"

Shen Zhao asked her back, "Do you want me to stay?"

Song Ling was silent, looked at the dim river in the distance, and said, "I don't want you to die with me, I want you to live."

Shen Zhao: "How cruel."

Song Ling hooked her lips, "If you die together, there will be nothing left. I can't bear you to die with me."

Shen Zhao suddenly turned around and faced her, wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned against her body. She raised her head to look at her, and Jiang Feng was blowing over, disturbing her delusions. She looked at her. The person in front of him.

She also didn't know why she fell in love with Song Ling.

But at this moment, she cares about her.

"This topic is not good, let's not talk about it, okay?" Shen Zhao looked up at her and said.

Song Ling lifted her hair, which was ruffled by the wind, and said yes with a smile.

After blowing on the river for a long time, Shen Zhao was afraid that her cold would recur, so she said she was going back.

Back in the cabin, Song Ling said to her, "You have something to eat first, and I'll go to the bathroom."

The whole banquet is a self-service mode, and each guest is very comfortable and does not need to be rigid.

Shen Zhao nodded and said yes, "waiting for you to come back."

Shen Zhao ate some fruit and took another strawberry cake. Just after taking two bites, a bell suddenly sounded from the bag above.

It was Song Ling's machine.

After it rang for a long time, Shen Zhao realized that it was Song Ling's ringtone, but after she took it out, the other party had already hung up.

She glanced at the number on the screen, which read "Xiang Jin".

She looked at the incoming call on the screen, the address showed the United Kingdom.

When he was stunned, a voice suddenly came from behind: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Zhao turned around and saw that it was Song Ling. He handed her the phone in the room and said, "You have a phone number."

Song Ling took the phone, and when she caught a glimpse of the note on the string of numbers, she was stunned. She lowered her eyes and stared at the screen, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, she looked up at Shen Zhao and asked her, "Did you pick it up? ?"

There was panic in her voice that she didn't even notice.

Shen Zhao shook his head and said no, "As soon as I took it out, she hung up."

"Who is it?" Shen Zhao leaned over and asked casually, "Look at where the number belongs, it's from the UK."

Song Ling pursed her lower lip and didn't answer her directly. After catching a glimpse of her projected gaze, she said in a daze, "A client."

Shen Zhao didn't doubt it, and he didn't ask again.

Song Ling clenched the phone tightly, thinking about why Xiang Jin suddenly called. This number was saved after she went abroad. Over the years, they have called very few times, almost not a few times, especially in the past two years. Without any contact, all her expenses abroad have always been handled by Xiang Wanhuayi? Xiang Wanhua knows her attitude towards her, so she will never trouble her because of Xiang Jin's affairs.

Therefore, over the years, she and Xiang Jin have not had much interaction.

But why did he suddenly call at this time?

Shen Zhao sensed the change in Song Ling's expression, the woman had a sixth sense, and intuitively felt that Song Ling had something to hide from her.

She asked more: "What happened?"

Song Ling raised her head, met her searching gaze, stunned for a moment, and said, "It's nothing, I'll go out for a while."

Shen Zhao blinked his eyelashes and responded lightly, watching Song Ling turn around with the machine to leave.

The back figure was a little panicky.

"Song Ling—" Shen Zhao suddenly stopped her.

Song Ling stopped, looked back at her, tried her best to hide her emotions, and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhao took two steps towards her, looked straight at her, looked at her without blinking, and asked in a low voice, "Have you anything... lied to me?"

Song Ling's heart skipped a couple of beats, and his drooping fingers gripped the machine tightly. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "What can I deceive you?"

Shen Zhao lowered his eyes and inadvertently swept across her knuckles, which were white from clenching, and whispered softly, "Really?"

Song Ling said in a calm tone, "No."

Shen Zhao paused with no emotion on his face, and after a while he said softly, "Okay."

Song Ling turned around and left, unconsciously feeling a thin layer of sweat on his back, his mind was chaotic, and he hurriedly pushed the door out of the cabin.

Shen Zhao was still standing there in a daze, watching the back of Song Ling leaving for a long time without regaining his senses. She thought about the situation just now, maybe it was because of panic, maybe she didn't even realize it, her expression, voice, and movements all betrayed her.

Song Ling can't pretend, she is always high above the world, and she always has a lazy and casual attitude when talking to people, but just now, her demeanor and voice were all flustered.

Shen Zhao could be sure that Song Ling had indeed lied to her.

She lowered her head and scooped up the strawberry cake one by one, but suddenly it was tasteless.

Outside the cabin, Song Ling called Xiang Jin back.

The phone rang for a long time before the other end was connected. The voice was cool and smiling, and came from the receiver: "Sister, long time no see."

Song Ling held the phone, and the cold wind blew over, which made her wake up a lot in an instant, and the voice on the phone was different from what she remembered.

She just remembered in a trance that she had grown up.

After all, it is the person who hides in the bottom of his heart. As soon as the memory is pulled, all those pasts come to the surface. Song Ling's voice softened unconsciously, and she responded gently: "Well, why did you suddenly call?"

Xiang Jin smiled and said, "I heard my mother said that my aunt got married today."

Song Ling turned around, glanced at the cabin behind him, and said, "Yes, today's wedding."

Xiang Jin's voice was tentative: "Can I have a video with you?"

Song Ling paused for a while, pursed her lips, and hurriedly said, "Let's turn around, it's on the river now, and the internet is not very good."

Xiang Jin was a little frustrated, and said lightly: "Okay." She paused, then suddenly said, "By the way, I'm graduating, and I'll be able to return to China at the end of next month. Sister, I miss you a little."

She hadn't seen her for a long time, and she also called Song Ling, but she rarely answered, and her relationship with her mother was not very good, so her mother rarely knew about her situation.

Song Ling suddenly froze and frowned, "Are you going to graduate?"

Xiang Jin didn't catch the emotion in her words, but immersed in her own joy, she said, "Yes, the professor wants us to do an internship in the last semester of the senior year, so we don't have to go to class anymore. I want to go back to China, but I haven't gone back for many years."

Song Ling's mind was a little disturbed, and she had no clue for a while. She was silent for a long time, and then she said: "Okay, I'll let Aunt Xiang arrange it later."

It was rare for Xiang Jin to get on the phone with her, so he couldn't help but say a lot, but Song Ling was thinking about other things in her heart at the moment, and didn't listen to anything.

At the end of the topic, Xiang Jincai will hang up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Song Ling looked down at the call number on the screen with a stunned expression, and did not recover for a long time.