As soon as Song Qiyue said this, the uncle was naturally unhappy!
"What kind of attitude are you talking about? If you don't plan to get married and don't want to get engaged, what else do you want your aunt to introduce to you?"
The uncle asked, Song Qiyue said, "I just said that it hasn't been there yet, it doesn't mean it hasn't been there."
"As for the engagement," Song Qiyue said, looking at her uncle. "Although Kang Ziwen and I have worked together before, in fact, I really don't know him very well."
"Let me make a decision so quickly that I can't get engaged with this stranger."
She said again, "Auntie Jun introduced me to a boy, why can't I meet?"
"You can only know if it's appropriate if you go. If you don't, you will never know." She replied to her uncle, clearly organized.
Although she did not verbally clash, this move was undoubtedly a struggle against Song Zhongchuan.
Song Zhongchuan is the head of the Song family, and everyone has always listened to his words.
And there is only one Song Qiyue, she will refute on the spot, telling all her thoughts.
So bold and presumptuous.
"July, you are not allowed to talk to your uncle like this." Aunt Jun hurriedly shouted.
Song Qiyue was silent and did not speak.
But a pair of eyes were shining silently, she didn't really admit defeat!
In order to ease the atmosphere, Auntie Jun smiled and said, "Big Brother, I don't think this marriage can be anxious, so I have to take it slowly."
"If July feels inappropriate now, then take a look..." Aunt Jun said.
"What's wrong with her?" Hearing her defense, the uncle became even more angry.
"Kang Ziwen has a good family background and is very good in terms of conduct and ability. Kang's is also a well-developed company. He is a potential stock with excellent performance!"
The uncle said, turning his eyes, turning from Aunt Jun to Song Qiyue!
He turned to Song Qiyue, "He likes you again, he doesn't care about your past, and is satisfied with you, what else can you choose!"
The uncle asked with a cold snort, feeling a bit of hatred for her.
Song Qiyue has grasped the key point in his words, "Is there any past that I can make him care about?"
"You used to work in public relations, and your messy things humiliated us the Song family! How many people do you think good people can accept!"
Uncle snorted!
Shame.
These two words again.
Smashed into Song Qiyue's heart fiercely.
She never felt that doing PR was shameful, it was just a profession.
And every profession should be respected because of the hard work and struggle for it.
But this past, in his eyes, seemed to be such a filthy and unbearable past.
It seemed that she was the shame of the Song family, someone eager to erase.
If I could hold back the punishment of kneeling in the East Hall last time, but now I can't hold it anymore.
Song Qiyue gritted her teeth, and she blurted out, "I have worked in public relations, but I am not a lady!"
What she said was direct and violent, and Song Zhongchuan and the others were startled by such naked words!
"I make money by my own ability, not by my own body!" She drank again, and she reiterated!
Song Qiyue stared at her uncle, and she slowly said, "Could it be that he is satisfied with me, and you are satisfied with him, uncle, I will choose this person?"
"Is this person hurriedly appointed to be my future partner?"
"My marriage, I am in charge, I only obey myself!"
Song Qiyue asked Ningsheng, her stubborn temper came up at this moment.
She clashed fiercely, and the angry Song Zhongchuan was burning with anger.
Song Xiangwan hurriedly took a glass of water and handed it to his father, "Dad, you can drink some water."
Aunt Jun didn't persuade them, and now it is another dispute escalating, which makes her dilemma and also makes her feel a headache.
"July, don't talk to your uncle like this, he is also for your own good."
"Quickly admit your mistake to your uncle." Aunt Jun called to her, pulling her to persuade.
Song Qiyue did not want to speak out, she stubbornly refused to compromise at this time.
But seeing her uncle panting in anger, and a pair of concerned eyes at Aunt Shangjun, her lips tightened.
In the end, she moved her lips and opened her mouth, "I'm sorry, uncle."
She only apologized, but she refused to admit her mistake.
Song Zhongchuan drank the water and calmed down his anger, but he still didn't put off the fire.
He pointed to Song Qiyue and said, "I tell you, since ancient times, it has been the words of a matchmaker by the orders of parents, and this point cannot be changed even now!"
"Your mother is not here, she left early, I will be the master of your mother, you can't help this marriage!"
"Even if your mother is still there, your marriage won't help you!"
Uncle pressed down these words, Song Qiyue stiffened.
Aunt Jun saw that another dispute was about to arise, but she hurriedly pulled July.
But suddenly the headache worsened, and she was dizzy, and she sat down!
"Auntie Jun!"
"Aunt!"
Song Qiyue and Song Xiangwan yelled, Song Qiyue hurriedly supported Aunt Jun and let her sit down too.
"Aunt, how are you?" Song Qiyue asked anxiously.
"It's okay, just a little dizzy." Aunt Jun waved her hand and took her to her. "July, you can help me up, I want to lie down for a while."
Aunt Jun had just been in a car accident before, and she was still recuperating, so she might have been affected this time.
Where did Song Qiyue dare to say one more thing, she helped Aunt Jun go upstairs.
This farce came to an end.
Helping Aunt Jun back to the room to lie down, Song Qiyue was very worried, "Aunt Jun, I'll take you to the hospital."
"No, I just have a little headache, as long as you and your uncle don't quarrel, I will be fine, wherever I am so weak." Aunt Jun smiled.
"but……"
"I went for a checkup the other day, everything is fine." Aunt Jun patted her hand to relieve her.
Song Qiyue was uncomfortable. What Aunt Jun didn't know was that her condition had not fully recovered, and there might be disease.
Aunt Jun saw her looking at herself, her eyes never blinking.
She stroked her head and said, "Okay, I'm fine."
"Don't be sad and don't worry. This marriage, as long as you don't like it, then we won't marry. But in my opinion, the child of Ziwen is really good. For girls to marry, they just need to find a support. Be nice to you."
"Otherwise, no matter how good the other party is, it won't work for you."
Aunt Jun said softly, and Song Qiyue nodded.
"Also, your uncle has a bad temper, just follow him a little bit, learn from your elder brother, and learn from Jinzhi. Look at them, and you won't talk back to your uncle."
"Look towards the night, she is more obedient."
"Although your uncle said something wrong, he always did it for your own good. If you are a kid from another family, he won't say it anymore, don't you think?"
Aunt Jun asked, Song Qiyue nodded again, "Aunt Jun, I know all about it."
In this gentle exhortation, Aunt Jun fell asleep.
Song Qiyue stayed with him for a while, until Song Xiangwan came in to visit.
Seeing that Aunt Jun was asleep, she whispered, "Auntie wants to rest, let's all go out."
Both of them left the room, brought the door and left.
Walking through the corridor, Song Qiyue wants to go back to her room, and Song Xiangwan wants to go downstairs. Just at the top of the stairs, Song Xiangwan called her, "Song Qiyue."
She stopped and turned to face Song Xiangwan.
There was no smile on Song Xiangwan’s face. She stared at her, "I ask you to learn to respect when you speak later! Dad is old, and he already has old problems. Aunt Jun just came out of the hospital, and she is not well. Quan. You don’t know, can you not always speak up to anger them?"
Song Qiyue did not do a good job, she replied, "I didn't pay attention."
"If you don't want to marry, then don't marry, no one will force you!" Song Xiangwan said.
Song Qiyue smiled, "Of course."
Song Xiangwan faced her directly, and the two of them faced each other again.
Song Xiangwan said in silence, "Also, although Su He was closer to you before, you never admitted that he is your boyfriend."
"Neither did he."
"So, it's not a relationship between boy and girl friends."
Speaking of that year, Song Xiangwan was a little hurried.
And Song Qiyue was silent.
They were intimate when they were young. At the beginning, they were three people.
Only then, she and Su He got closer, indeed they were closer.
Song Xiangwan said something right.
She never admitted that he was her boyfriend, and Suh, never did.
However, in those years, the days of studying together, struggling together, and planning together are vivid. It was his sudden kiss, and he hugged from behind her.
It is the blessing and approval of everyone.
That's why she thought, that this was already a tacit consent, and already a tacit approval.
However, if you have not admitted, you have never done it.
Between her and Su He, there is only an ignorant youthful emotion.
That is not love.
"Really, Su He and I have known him longer than you, and I knew him first." Song Xiangwan said again.
Song Qiyue was taken back to the Song family when he was young, and Song Xiangwan and Su He had known each other as early as that time.
"That's right," Song Qiyue said, "but there is no such thing as feelings."
Song Xiangwan stared, her earnest and determined eyes.
She said, "Whoever likes anyone is his own business and has the right to choose freely. I am with Suh, and we don't owe you anything."
"Su He doesn't owe you, and I don't even owe you!"
Song Xiangwan's voice is neither light nor heavy, but it is very clear.
Song Qiyue understood, she smiled, "Xiang Wan, you told me these things before."
Back in the year, Su He told her that she liked other girls, when she learned that this girl was Xiang Wan.
She had already told her.
"I haven't forgotten, and the division is very clear." Song Qiyue said, "You didn't owe me anything, Su He didn't, and you didn't."
"You don't have to tell me repeatedly, unless you are scared." She smiled and stared at her.
Song Xiangwan's heart tightened, "What am I afraid of!"
Song Qiyue didn't continue to choose, she just said, "So, don't worry."
"I'm not interested in my sister's boyfriend, and I won't touch it. Just wait to be his fiancée."
After Song Qiyue finished speaking, she turned back to her room.
Her steps are not hurried or slow, but decisive.
If the relationship also comes first, then it should be hers, it's hers, it can't be taken away, it can't be taken away.