139 Putting the Marriage On Hold
Su Tian had never thought about such a question, let alone give an answer immediately.
Before Gu Quan could speak up for Su Tian, he was interrupted by Gu Chengyi.
“Su Tian, I’m not saying you are not good.” He tapped his fingertips on the table. “The truth is right in front of you. There’s very little you can do.”
Su Tian did not want to give up just like that.
She sniffed. “Are you saying he can only marry girls who can help him in business?”
“No.” Gu Chengyi was just making an example. “Quan is still young. He still has a long way to go in the future. We don’t want him to have a family that will drag him down.”
“Are you that sure I’ll drag him down?”
“If you look at the problem and gap between you two honestly, you will know that I’m telling the truth.”
“Chengyi, it’s about time.” Zhang Wanlian did not want to waste any more time and reminded him that it was time to leave.
“Alright.” Gu Chengyi put down his teacup.
Before he left, he patted Gu Quan on the shoulder. “Don’t let me hear you mention marriage again.”
What he said was no different from a warning that made Su Tian’s life with Gu Shen in the future impossible.
Su Tian couldn’t help but cry.
She looked at the silent Gu Quan with a tear-stained face. “Quan, what should we do?”
“I’ll talk to them when I have the chance.”
“But Uncle doesn’t want you to bring it up again.”
Gu Quan sighed silently. “We need to wait.” He held her cheeks gently. “They just can’t accept it for the time being.”
“How long do we have to wait?”
“I’ll try my best to persuade them before the new year.”
“Before the new year?” Su Tian bit her lower lip. “Then can we still get married at Christmas?”
“Let’s put the marriage aside for now.”
Gu Quan did not dare to go against Gu Chengyi.
He kept his eyes level with hers. “Tian, as long as I persuade them, we can get married at any time.”
Su Tian felt extreme heartache.
She hugged Gu Quan’s waist tightly. “Quan, you must not let me down, promise me.”
“What nonsense are you talking about?” Gu Quan’s feelings for her had never changed. “I’ll solve all the problems. Trust me, okay?”
“It’s not that I don’t believe you.” She had gone all out in this relationship and was just afraid of losing it all.
“Don’t think too much.” Gu Quan knew what she was afraid of. “I won’t let you suffer.”
“Ok.” Su Tian stopped crying.
She followed Gu Quan out of the teahouse and gradually calmed down. “Quan, I want to spend more time with Auntie.”
“Then I’ll take you home when I have time.” Gu Quan walked down the steps and opened the driver’s door.
They both knew that this was not a good time to meet.
Su Tian did not ask for much.
She put on her seatbelt and looked at the phone in his hand. “Who sent you a message?”
“Song Zhen.”
“What’s wrong?”
Gu Quan held the steering wheel with one hand. “He said that He Qi is drinking again and wants us to go over and take a look.”
He Qi had not been doing well recently.
Ever since he was hospitalized, he had been losing his assets in bulk, and he had lost most of the money he had earned before.
“Is his father really not going to abandon him?” Su Tian asked worriedly.
“He won’t.” Gu Quan drove into the neighborhood. “Just because he doesn’t care about his son at this stage doesn’t mean he won’t care in the future.”
“Why do I feel that he values his illegitimate children more?”
“As long as He Qi’s mother is still married to his father, those two illegitimate sons won’t be a threat to him at all.”
“What if…”
A vibration from his phone interrupted Su Tian.
As she listened to Gu Quan talking over the phone, she roughly guessed that he was about to leave. “Are you going to sign the contract?”
Gu Quan nodded. “Help me calm him down.” He leaned forward and kissed her lips. “I’ll pick you up later.”
“Then be careful.”
“I know.”
Su Tian got out of the car.
She took the elevator to He Qi’s apartment and pressed the doorbell.
Song Zhen opened the door. “Where’s Brother Quan?”
“He has something to do at the company.” Su Tian smelled the strong fragrance of wine on him. “You drank too?”
“No.” Song Zhen led her to the living room and said helplessly, “I got the smell from him.”
He Qi was sitting on the ground, staring at the television in a daze with unfocused eyes.
There was a pile of empty wine bottles at his feet. The liquid that flowed out of the bottles wetted the carpet, mixed with the cigarette butts and footprints that were scattered everywhere.
“What’s wrong with him this time?” Su Tian sat down beside Song Zhen and frowned at him.
Song Zhen lowered his voice. “His father brought those two illegitimate sons to a banquet last night.”
“Then they came over to say something that provoked him?”
“Yes.” He lit a cigarette. “He’s too impulsive. If it were him, I wouldn’t even give a damn to those two bastards.”
“He’s always been like that. There is nothing you can do about it.”
“Anyway, I’ve said everything I could. If he wants to dig his own grave, I can’t help.”
Su Tian leaned over and snatched He Qi’s wine bottle away.
When he looked over, she said gently, “He Qi, you can’t drink anymore.”
“Tian…”
“Have you had lunch?” Afraid that he would do something intimate, she closed the distance between her and Song Zhen to remind him that someone else was present.
Only then did He Qi realize that Song Zhen was also there.
He held back the affection in his eyes and rubbed his hair dejectedly. “Not yet.”
“What do you want to eat? I’ll order takeout for you.”
“Don’t trouble yourself.”
“What kind of trouble is this?” Su Tian swiped open the screen and chose a nutritious meal for him.
Song Zhen took this opportunity to drag He Qi to the bathroom to wash up.
“He Qi, you have to pull yourself together.” He advised earnestly, “If this continues, it will only benefit them, understand?”
“My mind is in a mess. Don’t talk about it with me.” He Qi put down his razor and returned to his room to get changed.
He did not want Su Tian to see him like that. “Don’t worry, I’ll figure it out in a few days.”
“You’d better be.” Song Zhen did not say anything else.
He cleaned the ashtray. “I’ll take you to see two projects tomorrow. If you think it’s good, invest in it with me.”
“I don’t have enough money now.”
“How much do you have left?”
“Six or seven million.” He Qi opened the takeout that had just arrived and sat back down cross-legged on the carpet.
“That’s more than enough.” Song Zhen helped him do the math. “Invest in one first. When you get back the capital, you can invest more.”
He Qi was silent for a moment. “I can’t invest everything I have now.” He did not dare to take the risk again, nor did he dare to let his savings run out.