Chapter 437: That’s How It Ended
Jian Zhiqing didn’t dwell on this matter. For him, getting that stone to nod was not easy, but luckily, the stone did eventually nod. In fact, Qin Xiangyang still doesn’t understand Qin Xiangnuan. The little girl isn’t really just a stone; she’s just too guarded, perhaps because of things that happened in her childhood, which is why she always keeps people at a distance. The unbreakable shackles that others want to smash are also ones she herself desires to break.
But let’s not talk about that for now. Those things, after all, have shattered a bit, haven’t they? As for seniority and such, just go with the flow, right?
Qin Xiangnuan had thought that their relationship had been revealed so suddenly, perhaps there was supposed to be an adjustment period. However, it seems she thought too much; there wasn’t even time for her to get used to it, to adapt.
Li Qiuhua had already come over, and she, along with Granny Lu, had begun discussing the wedding enthusiastically. They chatted away so fervently that they completely ignored the main subject, Qin Xiangnuan.
She lay on the table, her notebook filled with design sketches, which ended up looking like chicken scratch. Indeed, she had a hard time.
What’s the difference between marrying early or late?
There is no difference. Qin Xiangnuan lifted her face, shoving her notebook and everything else to one side, losing her mood.
She propped up her face with one hand, thinking of Jian Zhiqing’s mature and handsome face. The Jian Family’s genes were quite unfair; whether it was Jian Ming, Jian Zhiqing, or Jian Zhiqin, they all had a good appearance. Moreover, the Jian Family’s traditions were very upright, and women in the Jian Family always held a higher status than men. Qin Xiangnuan felt like she had hit the jackpot, struck it rich – like she had gotten herself a fine cabbage.
Actually, what difference does it make between being married and not? It seems there isn’t any, except that they will be living together in the future. And when she thought of that, Qin Xiangnuan couldn’t help but feel scared. Those matters between men and women were what she feared the most and was the least willing to approach.
But Qin Xiangnuan knew that Jian Zhiqing was not Wang Dali. Her mistakes in the past life weren’t because of him, and she hadn’t met him then. If she had met him, perhaps her life wouldn’t be the same. On second thought, it seems she was overthinking again. She’s already entangled with Jian Zhiqing, wrapped up in everything together, destined to intertwine for a lifetime. As for the rest, she let go of her worries – they can arrange it however they like.