On a clear afternoon, I dragged my luggage and stood at the exit of the airport. The wind was blowing messily, and my heart was beating wildly.
"Sigh …" I let out a long sigh. The more I didn't want to, the more I came back. I came back to A City that was about to face a storm.
I didn't know how long I had been waiting, but I had already fallen asleep sitting on my luggage. A sudden braking sound disturbed my sleep. A person got out of the car and slowly walked towards me. "Miss, I'm sorry, but Master and Madam are waiting for you at Zuiyun Restaurant."
I didn't say anything and got into the car. What I was about to face at Zuiyun Restaurant would completely change my life.
I was a Cold Glaze. My father was the president of the Red Minghui, which monopolized half of A City's economy. It could be said that from the day I was born, I was destined to not be an ordinary person. I couldn't live like an ordinary girl, I couldn't have friends, I couldn't enter a school, and I was taught to be heartless. My father said that I was to inherit his achievements and be the successor of the Red Minghui. In twenty years, I transformed from a childish child to the head of the North American Red Minghui branch. My father was very satisfied with my achievements. While I was meticulously managing the branch's business, I was summoned back by my father's urgent call. He didn't say anything, but told me to come back and meet a few people on the other side.
The other side that my father was talking about was the Kurosawa, which supported the other half of A City. Although the Kurosawa and our Red Minghui seemed to be harmonious on the surface, the struggle behind the scenes had lasted for several years. The Kurosawa had once stolen the entire entertainment industry from the Red Minghui, and our Red Minghui had also monopolized the food and beverage industry in A City. He didn't know what this sudden meeting meant in this seemingly united stalemate. With all these questions, I settled the branch's affairs and hurried back. I felt that the silence was too frightening. What came next was a storm that would catch everyone off guard.
"Miss, we're here." The driver opened the car door, interrupting my thoughts. I got out of the car and walked into the lobby. As soon as he walked through the door, he saw the Second Master, Uncle Bai.
"Hahahaha, Xiao Li, you've grown so big. You're finally back. Hurry up and go upstairs. Everyone's waiting for you." Uncle Bai smiled and walked towards me.
"Uncle Bai, long time no see."
"Good child, let's go up." Uncle White pulled me to the second floor.
"Uncle Bai, do you know why dad called me back?" Unable to hold back my curiosity, I asked.
"You'll understand in a moment. Remember, no matter what happens, you can't say anything. Let your father handle everything. If you open your mouth, you'll harm the entire Red Minghui." Uncle Bai's smiling face suddenly became serious.
I kept quiet. Uncle Bai's words made my heart tremble. What they were about to face was perhaps an unimaginable disaster.
When we reached the door, Uncle Bai helped me straighten my clothes. He patted my head and said gently, "Xiao Li, your father is doing this for you. Go in."
I let out a long breath, knocked on the door, and pushed it open. Standing at the door, I noticed that there were only four people sitting at the table. My father and mother, and the other two were a man and a woman who were about the same age as my parents. The four of them didn't talk to each other, and the quiet atmosphere made me feel awkward.
"Xiao Li, you're here. Come sit next to mom." My mother stood up and waved at me. I walked over and sat next to her. I looked at the two people sitting across from me. The woman sitting across from my mother looked a few years younger than my mother. Her skin was bright white, her lips were smiling, and her hair was black and curly. She wore a dark green dress decorated with jadeite. She looked very noble. The man sitting next to her was wearing a black suit. His hair was grey and black with silver streaks. He held a cane in both hands and looked at me with a serious expression. I noticed that there was an empty seat across from me.
"Xiao Li? You've grown so big! I'm Xiao Fengya, Auntie Xiao. I saw you a long time ago. You were still a child. "The woman across from me smiled." Do you remember auntie? Auntie used to hold you. "
I searched my memory, but couldn't remember who she was. I shook my head and looked at my mother.
"How old was she at that time? She just remembered things." My mother took over.
"That's right. She was too young at that time. But Xiao Li is so beautiful. I think Que 'er will like her. Hubby, right? "The woman across from me turned and asked the man next to her.
The man didn't answer. He turned and looked at his father. "Old Leng, Que 'er will be here soon."
"Okay." After my father said that, everyone was silent again. The atmosphere returned to the initial awkwardness. My heart was in a mess. Who were these two people? Why did they say they saw me? Why did my father call me here? There was an empty seat across from me. Did someone else come? Was it that Que 'er? Who was he?
While I was in a daze, the door opened. A tall, thin man with a cold expression walked in. "Sorry, I'm late."
"Sit down." The man across from me nodded.
He walked to the opposite side of me and sat down. Only then did I notice that he had a black feather tattoo behind his right ear. As expected, he was from Kurosawa.
After the dishes were served, all the waiters left the room. The atmosphere was as awkward as ever. I fiddled with the food in my bowl.
"I won't beat around the bush. I'll make it short." The man across from me looked at my father. "Old Leng, there are only two of us in A City. I think you know why we're sitting here today."
I tugged at my mother's clothes. "Mom, who are they?"
"They are your Uncle Duanmu, Auntie Xiao, and their son, Duanmu Que. You've seen them once when you were young."
So he was the president of Kurosawa — Duanmu Tachio.
"Little brother, I understand what you're thinking. I have the same idea as you. If this marriage can resolve our past conflicts, then I agree to send Li Er to Duanmu's house." My father replied to Duanmu Tachio.
I was stunned. My father wanted me to marry that Duanmu Que? Why? Just as I was about to speak, Duanmu Que stood up. "Why? What right do you have to control my marriage? "I saw my father's face become very serious.
"Shut up! Since when is it your turn to speak? "Duanmu Tachio slammed the table and roared. Xiao Fengya tugged at Duanmu Que's clothes, hinting for him to sit down. "Old Leng, Que 'er has been spoiled since childhood. Don't argue with him."
"Little brother, I don't need to tell you the meaning of this marriage. You naturally understand. You decide the date. I'll wait for your news. Let's go. " My father and mother stood up and walked out the door. I stood up and bowed to Duanmu Tachio and Xiao Fengya, then followed them out of the room.
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