After binding the rich woman system, I became a top white, rich and beautiful woman

Chapter 444 Rong Xianzhi VS Situ Shaoyu (4)

"Little Fish, you've finally figured it out. Dad is so happy for you." Chen Congming was so excited he almost cried.

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On this auspicious day, which only comes around once a year, there are so many people getting married that the traffic in the entire Yuncheng city is almost paralyzed.

At 13:14 PM, an unprecedentedly grand wedding was being held in the VVVIP banquet hall of the Haojing Hotel, the only seven-star hotel in Yuncheng.

The groom is Mr. Gu Xingzhi, the richest man in Yuncheng, and the bride is Ms. Song Shuting, the real daughter of the Song family who has just been found.

This wedding cost hundreds of millions of dollars and was extremely grand; it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was unparalleled in the world!

Major media outlets rushed to report the story, and gossip accounts, eager to stir up trouble, wrote: "Yuncheng's richest man was tricked into marriage by a fake heiress for years, finally marrying the real one after many twists and turns. Heaven's justice will not let those destined to be together miss each other..."

On Weibo, the fake heiress was criticized and became a trending topic.

Meanwhile, Situ Shaoyu, the person involved, was at a restaurant where a meal cost at least 30 RMB, waiting for her fiancé Rong Xian, whom she had never met before, to arrive for the appointment.

Yes, that's right, it was a blind date dinner.

It was Situ Shaoyu who took the initiative to ask for it.

The appointed time was 13:20, but it was already 13:23.

Her fiancé was late.

Situ Shaoyu thought: Perhaps... he wasn't really sincere about this blind date.

Situ Shaoyu rose from his chair, intending to leave, when a waiter pushed open the door to the private room, and a tall, slender man entered. His thick, black hair fell casually over his forehead, adding to his air of mystery. His eyebrows were sharp as swords… his features were deep and defined, with a well-defined jawline…

His eyes were aloof, and his steps were dignified.

He seemed to have stepped out of a painting, a bewitching and enchanting being, unlike any ordinary person.

After entering the private room, he walked straight up to Situ Shaoyu and extended his hand to her, "Rong Tu. Miss Situ, it's a pleasure to meet you."

As Rong Xianzhi spoke, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his aura wafted into Situ Shaoyu's nostrils.

It has a very pleasant, light woody scent.

It's the fragrance that Situ Shaoyu likes the most.

Situ Shaoyu: "..."

Situ Shaoyu had always thought Gu Xingzhi was quite good, but now that she had met this man, she realized what plain porridge and side dishes meant, and what a feast of fish and meat was.

It's... really not even close.

Situ Shaoyu steadied herself and parted her teeth slightly, "Rong Tu?"

"My name is Rong Tu, courtesy name Xianzhi."

Situ Shaoyu: "......"

These days, are there still people who want their names to include characters?

As her thoughts raced, she reached out and shook hands with Rong Xianzhi, saying, "You're late."

"Sorry, there was a traffic jam."

This gives off a feeling of being extremely economical with words!

Situ Shaoyu didn't mind, withdrew his hand, and sat down again.

The same applies to Rong Xianzhi.

"I've been wandering for twenty-five years and have just returned home, do you know that?"

Rong Xianzhi nodded.

"I'm divorced, you don't mind?"

Rong Xianzhi didn't nod, but instead asked her directly, "So?"

"I've heard that your family and mine are old friends, so you must be quite wealthy and influential. Rich people value their reputation above all else. If you're unwilling to agree to our marriage, I can..."

Before Situ Shaoyu could finish speaking, Rong Xianzhi raised an eyebrow and said, "Marriage is a major life event, decided by parents and arranged by matchmakers. What is there to be unwilling about?"

"..." Situ Shaoyu's heart tightened, and his voice carried a hint of uncertainty, "Then you're willing?"

Rong Xianzhi remained noncommittal.

Situ Shaoyu pondered for a moment, then took out his household registration booklet and placed it on the table. Looking at Rong Xianzhi, a hint of provocation flickered in his beautiful eyes. "Then... a whirlwind marriage?"

"Mr. Rong, do you... dare to?"