Playing matchmaker for the first time in two lifetimes, and for her best girlfriend at that, Lin Chuxia was a bit thrilled.
Seeing Sun Lanlan bustling around in the Bun Shop, Lin Chuxia circled her, looking her up and down.
Come to think of it, why had she never thought to pair her with Su Wensong before?
Now that she thought about it, Su Wensong really was quite a good marriage prospect.
His family was simple, and Granny Su had a good temper.
Su Wensong himself was capable and responsible; such a man was indeed the best husband material.
Lin Chuxia figured she had been blind. She thought about the red scarf Sun Lanlan had worn around her neck before.
Granny Su was advanced in years and her legs were not in good shape; that red scarf definitely wasn’t bought by Granny Su.
And if Granny Su wanted to thank Sun Lanlan, there were many ways to do so; yet she specifically gave her a red scarf.
Sun Lanlan, unnerved by Lin Chuxia’s laughter, couldn’t help but step two paces away from her.
“What’s gotten into you? Laughing so creepily early in the morning; don’t tell me you’ve dreamt of your Qin Yang again?”
Lin Chuxia stroked her chin, “Speaking of which, it’s been a long time since I’ve dreamt about Qin Yang; I kind of miss him actually.”
“Eeek!” Sun Lanlan exaggerated a shiver, “Tone it down a bit, or you’ll get smacked.”
Lin Chuxia burst into laughter and pulled her aside, “There’s no need for you to be envious, I’ve come today because I have some good news for you.”
She patted her chest, “I’m playing matchmaker today, someone asked me to be a go-between, guess who it is?”
Sun Lanlan felt today’s Lin Chuxia was offbeat, but she humor her with a guess, “I heard Cai Jun was proposing marriage to the Qin Family?”
Who else could get Lin Chuxia to be a go-between except the people from the Bun Shop?
“Pish, what bad luck, why bring him up?”
Lin Chuxia spat out and then looked at Sun Lanlan with a cheeky grin.
“You see, my beautiful and kind-hearted Lanlan, a guy like Mr. Cai really doesn’t deserve you. Lanlan, someone has asked me to be your matchmaker.”
Lin Chuxia didn’t play coy anymore, she shared with Sun Lanlan what Su Wensong had entrusted her with, then propped up her chin and waited with a smile for her reply.
But it turned out that Sun Lanlan’s expression didn’t change at all, in fact, her face turned slightly grim.
“Xiaxia, I know Brother Su means well, please tell him I’m really fine, and not to worry. Even if I had a thing with Cai Jun, and he betrayed the relationship, I wouldn’t be foolish over a man.”
Lin Chuxia cheerfully put her arm on Sun Lanlan’s shoulder, nudging her head against hers.
“That’s why you’re my sister. Honestly, when Su Wensong brought this up to me yesterday, my reaction was just like yours. Don’t think you’re unwilling. If Su Wensong feels pity and asked me to matchmake out of sympathy, I’d be displeased as a sister. But that’s really not the case.”
Seeing Sun Lanlan’s puzzled look, Lin Chuxia felt she had overestimated her friend’s emotional intelligence.
Her sister was too emotionally obtuse. No wonder she cultivated a relationship with Cai Jun for half a year, and Qin Lihua snatched him away in a month.
“Think about how Su Wensong usually treats you.”
Lin Chuxia hinted just enough, seeing Sun Lanlan’s cheeks slowly turning rosy, she knew there was no need for further words.
When a person cares for someone, you may not have noticed it, but if you think back carefully, there will always be telltale signs.
“I’m not in a rush for an answer today; go back and think about what you really feel towards Su Wensong. Once you’ve thought it through, let me know, I’ll give you three days.”
It wasn’t that Lin Chuxia was eager to match her friend with Su Wensong; she realized that her friend’s emotional antenna was a bit slow, waiting for her to catch on, they risked missing the boat.
After taking care of the major issue, Lin Chuxia hummed a tune as she returned to the office in the courtyard, only to find a resignation letter shoved under the door.
Seeing that the signature was Cai Jun, Lin Chuxia raised an eyebrow.
Looks like this guy still cares about face.
She tossed it casually onto the desk.
Originally, she had some dissatisfaction with Cai Jun, but now that she knew her sisters had a better option, she couldn’t thank him enough.
Thank him for not marrying.
Taking out the ledger for the month, she hadn’t looked through many pages before Su Wensong knocked on the office door.
Since the establishment of Xiyang Food Factory, factory manager Su Wensong was even busier than her. His coming to her now, Lin Chuxia knew he was anxious for news about Sun Lanlan.
Sure enough, as soon as he entered the room, without any pleasantries, he directly asked if she had been to see Sun Lanlan.
Lin Chuxia saw that his forehead seemed to be slightly sweaty, not knowing if it was from eagerness or nervousness.
“I’ve said what I should say, but Lanlan seems to still have concerns.”
“What concerns? Is there something I haven’t done well enough?” Su Wensong asked eagerly.
Lin Chuxia let out a slight sigh, “Old Su, if you showed this determination earlier, I might have already attended your wedding banquet by now. There’s nothing you haven’t done well, so don’t be anxious. I’ll give Lanlan three days, and in three days I’ll give you an answer whether it’s a yes or a no.”
Su Wensong couldn’t help but smile wryly, “Mr. Lin, what do you mean by yes or no? Can’t you just…” give a clear answer?
Heaven knows he had almost stayed up the entire night yesterday, and he couldn’t calm down even after getting to work today.
Was he to be tormented for another three days?
Lin Chuxia gave him a meaningful look, “So you better make good use of the time.”
Su Wensong’s eyes suddenly brightened, “I understand, Mr. Lin,” he glanced at his watch, “I need to make a trip to the police station first, there should be a result today regarding Liu Dahui’s matter.”
“Mm, go ahead and be busy.”
…
Rapid footsteps came from outside the office, and shortly after, Zhang Dawei burst in.
“Mr. Qin, something big has happened, you better go check it out?”
Bai Xiaoming and Li Wei looked over at the same time, frowning with displeasure, “What’s with the fuss, what happened?”
Zhang Dawei swallowed nervously, pointing outside, “A mother and son came and are kneeling at the entrance of our business, saying they want to find Mr. Qin to take responsibility. By now, there’s already a crowd gathered, and all sorts of things are being said.”
Hearing it was a mother and son, Bai Xiaoming’s frown deepened, “Is it a young woman and a four- or five-year-old child?”
“Yes, yes, those two.”
Qin Yang looked perplexedly at Bai Xiaoming.
Since returning from the Spring Festival holiday, they had been immersed in the new phase of engineering design, and he had been working almost non-stop. He hadn’t even left the company, so how could he be involved with any mother and child?
Bai Xiaoming indeed knew more about this issue.
He didn’t go back to his hometown for Spring Festival as his wife and children were all here, and with the elderly at home in good health, he took on the responsibility of on-duty work, allowing other colleagues to go home for the holiday.
Seeing everyone looking at him, he said, “Remember the landslide we encountered last summer? At the time, a few villagers were trapped, and you saved a family of three.”
Not only did Qin Yang remember, but Li Wei and the others did as well.