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In the blink of an eye, the end of the month arrived, and the city's temperature continued to rise.
As the day was just breaking, Shen Cheng's phone rang.
Reaching out to feel for her phone on the bedside table, she squinted at the caller ID—
Then pushed the phone aside and turned over to continue sleeping.
Yet the caller had no intention of hanging up, dialing again and again.
The ringtone echoed, neither hurried nor slow, sounding somewhat abrupt in the quiet morning.
Annoyed, she grabbed her phone, her pale fingers swiping swiftly across the screen.
"Lin Xiaomiao, are you so free this early in the morning?"
"One minute, speak quickly."
Disturbed from her dream, Shen Cheng's attitude was understandably poor.
Besides, she didn't want to get close to those so-called 'rich people'!
"Shen Cheng, it's only been a few days since we last met, and you're even more outspoken..."
"..." What does that have to do with her?
"Alright, I know I interrupted your sleep, I apologize, okay? Don't be mad."
"No need for an apology, I can't handle it."
"Are you free this afternoon? I'd like to invite you for a cup of coffee."
"I'm busy."
"What about tonight?"
"I'm busy."
"Tomorrow?"
"I'm busy."
"Then when are you free?"
"Lin Xiaomiao, you might as well just get to the point."
"Well, actually…" there was a pause over the phone, "I'm getting married next week, and I want to invite you to the wedding."
"Hmm."
"Could you be my bridesmaid then?"
"Not interested."
"I'm just one bridesmaid short, you can't be disinterested! Besides, I'm only getting married once in my life, you can't just turn me down. How about you think it over and let me know?"
"No need to consider."
"..."
"Hanging up now."
Before Lin Xiaomiao could say anything, Shen Cheng directly hung up the phone.
On the other end, Lin Xiaomiao held the phone, listening to the beeping, her eyes reddening with frustration.
She stomped her foot angrily, pouting, "Husband! I mean, what era are we in, how can someone be so inconsiderate!"
A hearty voice came from the bathroom, "Your husband's got plenty of money, why should you worry about finding a bridesmaid? Why lower yourself to beg them."
Lin Xiaomiao pouted unhappily, "I just want them to see that I've made a good marriage and found a good husband!"
The man sighed, women really are… realistic.
It was said that Lin Xiaomiao was about to have a wedding costing nearly a million dollars, which left Shen Zhongming unsettled.
"Girl, tell me, do these rich folks have something wrong in their heads, making such a big deal out of a wedding, like the Emperor taking a concubine!"
"If those millions were in the bank, think of how much the interest would be?"
"And your classmate Lin Xiaomiao, she doesn't look stunning or anything, how did she end up with a rich guy?"
Sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, Shen Cheng lazily glanced at him, "Even using words like stunning, you must be really affected."
"Of course, your dad's been really shaken. I just can't figure it out, my daughter is beautiful, great figure, only a bit bad-tempered, practically perfect! Why does no one want her?"
"You still haven't realized where the problem lies?"
"Where?"
"With a father who's not quite all there!"
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