Chapter 7: Dire Omen—Divorce Tomorrow
Yun Shasha kept sending signals with her eyes to Yun Father, urging him to look at Su Qingli.
Di Yunshen was the first to notice the father and daughter’s intentions. He glanced at them, his voice cold: “It’s so late, yet you’re visiting Yun Jin Bay. I’d like to hear what urgent matter brings you here.”
“Mr. Di, I know you like the land in the east. I’ve worked hard to secure it for you, and here is the transfer contract.”
Su Qingli had little interest in the father and daughter. She was flipping through her comic book when suddenly a contract was tossed onto her pages.
She looked up and saw Di Yunshen’s strikingly handsome face.
“Do you like roses?”
Entranced by his looks, Su Qingli nodded vaguely.
“The land in the east, Dongling, holds nine hundred acres of roses. If you like them, they’re yours.”
“Yunshen, but—that land was a gift from the Yun family to the Di family…”
Upon hearing this, Di Yunshen turned and signaled the butler.
“Madam, this is the president of the Yun Group and Miss Yun. They have some connection with our Di family and may visit more often in the future.”
Su Qingli felt nothing in particular, but the father and daughter were stunned, faces full of disbelief.
“This is… this is…”
Su Qingli closed her book, gazing quietly at Qiao Ke. “The last time we met, I told you I was here for a matchmaking with Di Yunshen. Now that I’ve married him, you seem truly surprised?”
Surprised! Of course surprised!
“No… impossible… impossible! How could you possibly marry Yunshen! Never!” Qiao Ke stammered, eyes reddening with fear.
Su Qingli arranged a Go board on the table, studied it for a while, then exclaimed, “Oh! Di Yunshen! Come here!”
Her sudden shout startled everyone.
Seeing Di Yunshen unmoved, she dragged him over herself. “Look, what’s this?”
“What is it?”
“My god! It’s a death trap! Marrying you is ominous! Very ominous! No, no, maybe I should get a divorce tomorrow?”
Unexpectedly, Di Yunshen smiled faintly.
Divorce? Too late.
Seeing his smile, Su Qingli’s own smile faded. She knew that divorcing… would be very difficult!
“Why do I feel like I’ve boarded a pirate ship?”
“Hahaha…” For once, Di Yunshen actually laughed aloud!
“You—stop it! Hold it in! Whenever you laugh, I get goosebumps!”
The butler watched with a broad smile. If it were anyone else, he’d be in stitches, but Madam actually told Sir to hold his laughter!
Meanwhile, the two from the Yun family were nearly paralyzed. They had come with the intention to humiliate Su Qingli, only to end up humiliated themselves.
After leaving, Yun Shasha clenched her fists in frustration.
“I won’t let that woman succeed! Right, I can go see Old Madam Di! She values family background and would never let Su Qingli marry in! Dad, you go home first—I’ll find the old lady!”
Well… what a coincidence!
Because… Su Qingli was already chatting with Old Madam Di! Yes—video call!
“So… this is the girl?!”
Di Yunshen nodded, “Yes. We got our marriage certificate this morning.”
“Good! Wonderful! Grandma must bless you both! I’ll have gifts prepared tonight and sent to you tomorrow! Qingli, from now on this is your home, whatever happens, the Di family will stand by you!”
The old lady’s excessive enthusiasm left Su Qingli dumbfounded.
She felt there was an unspoken meaning between the two, but couldn’t figure it out.
Even if she tried to divine it, she’d probably get nothing. Her head hurt, so she let it go.
After ending the video call, Su Qingli placed her hands on her hips and looked at him. “What are you up to?”
“Do your calculations.”
“……”
“Let me guess—you didn’t just call your mother to tell her we’re married, did you?”
“So Little Li is this good at guessing.”
“……”
“Seriously, Di Yunshen, our marriage is fake, just to bring you luck. Are you planning to let everyone know?”
Di Yunshen spoke softly, “Isn’t bringing luck about making things lively? If everyone doesn’t know, how can we break the stalemate?”
Then, Su Qingli was at a loss for words, because she actually thought Di Yunshen made sense!
“What color wedding dress do you like?”
“……”
Su Qingli ignored him and headed to her room. As she was drifting off to sleep, someone knocked.
“Madam, Sir requests you in his room.”
“Tomorrow…”
“Madam, it’s urgent.”
Reluctantly, Su Qingli crawled out of bed, sleepily making her way to Di Yunshen’s room. As she opened the door—oh, the lights weren’t on.
She didn’t know where the switch was, so she groped forward, calling out, “Di Yunshen, Di Yunshen… Oh!”
She bumped straight into Di Yunshen’s chest, feeling around for a moment, instantly more awake.
“How does it feel?”
Su Qingli nodded repeatedly, “Good, good! Very good!”
Realizing it was inappropriate, Su Qingli coughed, straightened up, and waited for him to turn on the light.
“Speak.”
He’d called her over, yet wanted her to start? Wasn’t that insane?
She looked up, “Di Yunshen, you—”
Her words stopped.
She was captivated by Di Yunshen again; he wasn’t wearing a shirt, sitting at the edge of the bed, his slender waist quite alluring.
In an unexpected turn, her words changed.
“What did you call me for…?”
“Hm?” Di Yunshen was equally puzzled.