Chapter 347
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An Xiaxia's hand trembled and she almost dropped her phone.
Sheng Qingyi … Wasn't that Sheng Yize's father …
Why did he want to see her? Why didn't he look for Sheng Yize first?
Filled with doubts, An Xiaxia replied with an 'okay'. Soon, Sheng Qingyi sent her the address and time of the restaurant.
"What are you playing?" Sheng Yize asked her in a low voice.
"Nothing …" An Xiaxia put away her phone and smiled at Sheng Yize. She took a deep breath.
If it was a blessing, it wasn't a curse.
So be it.
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The next day.
An Xiaxia went to the restaurant Sheng Qingyi told her about.
Sheng Qingyi was even more punctual than her. He had the elegant smile of a middle-aged man on his face. His mannerisms exuded the charm of a mature man.
In An Xiaxia's eyes, he was like a mature version of Sheng Yize. Sheng Yize looked more like his father.
"Xiaxia, sit." He smiled. An Xiaxia sat down obediently.
Sheng Yize went straight to the point. "Do you know why I came to see you?"
An Xiaxia shook her head honestly. But she had a feeling that it had something to do with Sheng Yize.
Sheng Qingyi calmly picked up a purple teacup and said gently, "I'm not going to give you a cheque to get you to leave my son. But I want you to understand, Xiaxia, that you and Yize are not a good match."
An Xiaxia lowered her lashes. She knew things would turn out this way.
"He received the best education since he was young. He went to the best school and used the best brand. Of course, I'm not flaunting my wealth. There's no need to. But from a rational point of view, your family background, education, and the environment you grew up in are incomparable. It might seem ridiculous to you youngsters, but I have to say that children from different families have different outlooks, values, personalities, and other aspects. "
An Xiaxia listened in silence. Her slender fingers tugged at the hem of her sweater so hard that her knuckles turned pale.
"Love is beautiful and touching. But you don't have to say that to me. I'm here to tell you that you're not Yize's marriage partner. If you want to shamelessly stay by his side, I won't stop you. But the Sheng family won't acknowledge you, and you won't have a status in this life. If you want to be a mistress or a mistress, please go ahead. "
Sheng Qingyi smiled faintly, as if he didn't know how cruel his words were to a 16-year-old girl. Seeing An Xiaxia's pale face, his smile became colder.
This was the Sheng family — emotionless, cruel, and cold-blooded.
To him, he was merely stating the facts. As for whether An Xiaxia accepted it or not, it had nothing to do with him.
An Xiaxia forced a smile and said, "Uncle, if you were to help Sheng Yize choose a wife, who would you choose?"
Sheng Qingyi raised his eyebrows. He knew that An Xiaxia had already met Song Qinchen, so he decided to stab An Xiaxia in the back. "The youngest daughter of the Song family, Yize's childhood sweetheart. If I had to choose, she would be the one."
With the Song family and the Sheng family joining hands, they would surely create the next business legend!
Moreover, Sheng Yize and Song Qinchen had feelings for each other. How could An Xiaxia, who had only known him for half a year, compare to Song Qinchen, who had saved his life for more than ten years?
"But you're not Sheng Yize. Why are you making the choice for him?"
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