In the middle of the night, Su Rong was awakened by the pain of the stomach. She covered her abdomen and got up. She rummaged through the drawer and found some painkillers. Then she poured a glass of water from the kitchen and drank it. After a while, the pain slowly subsided.
She looked at her phone and found that it was past three o'clock in the morning and she was no longer sleepy. She held the phone and looked at the familiar phone number for a long time before finally making a call.
There were more than a dozen sounds. When she was about to hang up, there was a response from the other side.
"Rongrong? What's the matter?" Her voice was gentle, and it didn't sound like she had just woken up. Su Rong was stunned and said softly,
"Well, I can't sleep." She sat on the bed and looked at the moonlight outside. She didn't feel sleepy at all.
"Tomorrow is our wedding. Don't let your imagination run wild. Go to sleep quickly and get better spirits so that you can marry me."
His tone was spoiled and gentle. Su Rong's heart was moved, and she felt very sweet. After saying a few more words, she hung up the phone.
When she was 15 years old, she knew him. At the age of 18, they officially confirmed their relationship. They had been in love for five years, and now they were 23 years old. It was also a good result. He was older than her by three years, so he had always doted on her. Although they had been busy for half a year and their relationship had faded a little, these problems should be solved after they got married.
Qi Shaobai hung up the phone and got off the bed. A woman's arm hugged him from behind. She looked charming, naked, and there were traces of love on her body. She breathed in his ear.
"Shaobai..."
"Our relationship ends here. Don't come to me again." He pulled her hand away, took out a card from his wallet, threw it on the bed, and continued to say coldly,
"There's one million in it. It's your compensation."
The woman looked at him incredulously. They had only met once, and she was more and more obsessed with him. Whether it was his body or his people, he suddenly withdrew and planned to compensate her with one million yuan? How could she accept it!
"No... Shaobai, you can't do this to me. I love you. It doesn't matter even if you get married. I don't mind."
Qi Shaobai had already put on his clothes and was looking at her coldly. His features were distinct and his face was handsome. One had to admit that he had an excellent appearance.
"If you don't mind, I will. Take the money and disappear in front of me."
With that, he had already walked out and slammed the door shut. The woman's face was pale. She grabbed the bed sheet and was extremely unwilling. She had spent a lot of effort to hook him up with his bed, but he was already tired of her in just a few months. Now he even intended to kick her away! How could she accept it!
At six o'clock in the morning, the makeup stylist had been specially invited. Su Rong's face was not very good, and the dark circles around her eyes were very heavy. Fortunately, her foundation was good, so her makeup could be covered up.
"Rongrong, you have dark circles under your eyes. Are you too excited to sleep all night?"
Wang Jiaojiao sat on the side and said. She was wearing a pink bridesmaid dress, and there was a little worry on her beautiful face. She was her bridesmaid, their best friend for more than ten years. Although her name was Jiaojiao, she was not delicate at all.
Su Rong shook her head with a smile. She had not eaten anything for the whole morning, and her stomach hurt again. Wang Jiaojiao saw her pressing on her abdomen and knew that she was sick again, so she quickly got up to get her something to eat.
Not long after they walked out of the room, the door was suddenly pushed open, and two women came in. Su Rong frowned. Su Jingwan looked her up and down, and her eyes were very picky.
"It's true that a sparrow changes into a phoenix. It's a waste to wear this high-end tailored wedding dress on you."
"Did you come here just to say that?"
Su Wan was her aunt. When she was 15 years old, her father died accidentally. Because she was under age at that time, her father's company and house were temporarily occupied by her grandmother and aunt.
"Listen to what you're saying. My niece is going to get married, so of course I have to come as your aunt. You're lucky. If you can marry Young Master Qi, you'll be a rich and powerful lady in the future. I'll have to suck up to you."
Su Jingwan's tone was full of sarcasm, which meant that she was trying to curry favor with someone. Naturally, she could not be bothered with such words. On the other hand, Lin Wei tugged at the corner of Su Jingwan's clothes.
"Mom, today is my big day. Don't say such things. Sister, congratulations. I hope you and brother-in-law can grow old together forever."
Su Rong nodded and said casually, "Thank you. Let's sit down first."
When Wang Jiaojiao entered the door, she was holding a few pieces of bread in her hand. When she saw the two women, she didn't have a good expression on her face. She said angrily,
"Rongrong, your servants really don't know the rules. They even refuse to cook porridge. There is only bread after the night, and there is not even a glass of milk. What kind of life are you living? If I remember correctly, this is your home."
Su Jingwan raised her long eyebrows, sneered, and said in a shrill voice, "It's said that a married daughter is like water being splashed out. She, Su Rong, is not the First Miss. Does she need someone else to serve her?"