Taking a Woman's Body Is Easy, Making Her a Promise Is Hardest
However, they still felt that the dinner they had when they first met was the most delicious.
"You know what? Last week, I called back to Britain and formally told my parents that I had found a boyfriend, and he's China person. Guess what my family's reaction was?" Angie Perlis raised her champagne glass and lightly clinked it against Song Tianyao's before speaking.
Song Tianyao looked at Angie Perlis: "What was her reaction?"
"They think I'm crazy. My parents were going to buy plane tickets to Hong Kong to persuade me to go back to Britain Hong Kong, to continue practicing law, and then marry a real elite," Angie Perlis said with a smile. "Then I told them that my boyfriend had transferred all his assets, worth nearly £700,000, to my name, and that he was far superior to the elites you all considered. My father considered it very, very seriously for a full five minutes before asking if I could take you back to Britain to meet them this Christmas." After popping a mouthful of caviar into her mouth, Angie Perlis said to Song Tianyao, "What does that mean?"
"What does that mean?" Song Tianyao asked with a smile.
"This shows they agree with me. You are better than many of the elites they consider to be. My father used to think his neighbor was a typical elite."
What does his neighbor do for a living?
"A chef who cooks for a royal hotel enjoys daily praise from members of the royal family for his culinary skills."
Song Tianyao leaned back in his chair, fork in hand, and said to Angie Perlis, "It's a good profession. If your father thinks chefs are elite people, I could actually consider giving up my business and opening a restaurant in Britain. You'd be the boss, and I'd be the chef."
"So, will you go see them at Christmas?" Angie Perlis shrugged at Song Tianyao and looked at Song Tianyao.
"Of course, of course I'll go. I mean it. And I'm thinking of taking a year to get everything sorted out, and then marrying you. By then, no one should look at you differently for marrying a China person." Song Tianyao thought for a moment and said seriously to Angie Perlis.
Angie Perlis took a sip of champagne. "If you marry me now, no one will have any objections. Very few Britain people have your wealth at your age. You can tell from my father's reaction. In fact, money is more attractive than nationality and skin color. Besides, I'm not one of those stubborn upper-class people, nor is my family. In the eyes of many Britain, you are already very outstanding."
"That's not enough. I can't let a woman who turned down a senior legal assistant job at Clifford Chance and came all the way to Hong Kong to help and accompany me end up marrying just a small factory owner." Song Tianyao said with a slight smile, his head slightly lowered.
Song Tianyao did seriously consider marrying Angie Perlis. Putting aside Foreign Girl Britain identity, Song Tianyao felt that her abilities and intelligence were more worthwhile than marrying a woman who was beautiful or from a good family.
Beautiful, capable, and understanding, the Foreign Girl fulfilled all of Song Tianyao's needs for a woman. He always believed that if a woman could meet a man's three requirements, he should not hesitate to make a promise and should seriously consider marrying her, rather than maintaining a so-called ambiguous relationship that eventually leads to estrangement and breakup due to accidents or love turning into hate.
The current situation is that Song Tianyao can accept losing half of his wealth, but he cannot accept losing Angie Perlis.
"Ring ring ring." The living room phone rang during the couple's sweet dinner.
Song Tianyao got up and went to the living room to answer the phone, "Hello? Who is this?"
"Song... A-Yao? This is Qi Weiwen." The voice on the other end of the phone was one that Song Tianyao hadn't expected.
Qi Weiwen hadn't seen him for a long time, and they hadn't even spoken on the phone.
"Sister Wen, is something the matter?" When Song Tianyao heard the other party's voice, his heart sank slightly. A woman like Qi Weiwen would never call him unless it was something urgent, and the fact that she called the hotel meant that she had already called the factory to ask Lou Fengyun about her whereabouts.
Qi Weiwen's voice sounded a little nervous, "Tonight at dinner time, a guest who looked like a wealthy person came to the Kowloon Restaurant. He didn't order any food, but instead went to see Song Advisor. The two went into a private room and talked for a while. After the guest left, Song Advisor seemed very agitated, so angry that his limbs were trembling. I've taken him to Tung Wah Hospital now."
Chapter 310 It's easy to possess a woman's body, but hardest to make a promise to her.
When Song Tianyao and Huang Liu rushed to Tung Wah Hospital, Song Chengqi was just about to refuse Qi Wei's offer to let Wen stay for a few days of observation and return to Kowloon Walled City.
"Sister Wen called and said you weren't feeling well," Song Tianyao explained to his grandfather, then walked over and naturally took his arm. "Where do you feel unwell?"
Song Chengqi's expression was still somewhat unpleasant. "I'm not feeling unwell, I was just suddenly angered."
"Then let's go back and talk about it slowly. I'll drive you home." Song Tianyao helped Song Chengqi walk out of the hospital.
It wasn't that he didn't care about Song Chengqi's health, but rather that Song Chengqi knew his own body. He was a semi-martial artist and knew some pulse diagnosis techniques. If there really was a problem, he wouldn't have forced himself to endure it for the sake of Longjin Charity School and the Elderly Home; he would have already prepared medicine to regulate his body.
With Song Chengqi, Qi Weiwen returned to Kowloon City. Instead of stopping at the Kowloon Restaurant, he parked the car outside the Walled City and walked with Song Chengqi back to the Kuixing Pavilion of Longjin Charity School.
Even under the cover of night, Song Chengqi stood ramrod straight on the bustling streets of the Walled City. His gray hair and scholar's mustache were perfectly in place. When the Walled City greeted him, they could not sense any anger from the old man. Instead, Song Chengqi would simply smile and nod slightly in response.
Upon returning to the second floor of the Kuixing Pavilion, Song Chengqi glanced at Qi Weiwen and Huang Liu, while Song Tianyao gestured for them to leave first.