Sweet Beauty

Chapter 977: Han Cihui Is Getting Married?

Chapter 977: Han Cihui Is Getting Married?

Jia Qiulian was so moved that her eyes turned red. She looked at Old Madam Han and Zhang Xiuying and said excitedly, "Thank you, grandmother and aunt. I will definitely live a good life with Han Cihui."         

    

The matter was decided on the spot. Since Han Cihui and Jia Qiulian were going back to the country to get their marriage certificates, everyone decided to go home early.     

Besides, they had already been living in Los Angeles for several months. They had almost finished their tasks here, and there was no reason to stay there any longer.     

One by one, they all went upstairs and planned to pack their things and leave Los Angeles tomorrow.     

Han Cihui suddenly felt like he had forgotten something, but he could not remember what it was at the moment and was a little unsure.     

He decided to go back to his room and pack his things. He and Jia Qiulian had gone straight from the production crew to Qin Yu's wedding, so they just needed to pack a few more things.     

Tian Qihua also wanted to go home with Han Yuanjun and the others. After all, Liang Zixuan only had two or three months left before giving birth. As her mother-in-law, of course, Tian Qihua wanted to be there for her. So before she left, she wanted to tell her husband about it.     

Han Qingsheng was living in his own house in Los Angeles at the moment.     

Most of the rooms in Han Szeto's villa had been reserved for Qin Yu's bridesmaids and her younger sisters from the Qin Family. Therefore, Han Desheng, Han Xiwang, and the other men stayed at Han Qingsheng's house to make them comfortable.     

Fortunately, they were all brothers, so they could live in the house as they pleased.     

Han Qingsheng was sitting in the living room with Han Desheng and Han Xiwang, drinking tea and talking, when suddenly he received a phone call from Tian Qihua.     

He paid no attention to Han Desheng and Han Xiwang and answered the call on the spot.     

"Hello, Xiaohua, is everything all right?"     

Tian Qihua said honestly, "Shengsheng, we are going back to China tomorrow. You should finish your work as soon as possible. When Zixuan gives birth, you, as the grandfather of her child, must be there."     

Of course, Han Qingsheng was attentive in this regard. He was also looking forward to the birth of this little boy.     

But ...     

"Did something urgent happen, so you really need to return tomorrow? Is Zixuan feeling unwell?"     

Tian Qihua could hear the concern in Han Qingsheng's voice and quickly said with a smile. "No, not Zixuan. She is in very good condition. With us taking care of her, what can happen to her? It's about Cihui. He's in a hurry to go home to get his marriage certificate."     

"What?" Han Qingsheng's jaw immediately dropped. "Cihui wants to get married?"     

Han Xiwang immediately turned to look at Han Qingsheng when he heard this. He frowned until his frown could kill a fly.     

"Yes!" Tian Qihua did not think too much and said with a smile. "Cihui brought his girlfriend to Qin Yu's wedding yesterday. You were too busy at that time and didn't have time to meet her yourself. We were a little surprised too. We heard that the two of them just got together recently. Cihui wanted to get married right away, isn't that normal? Isn't flash marriage a trend nowadays?"     

"Yes, yes." Han Qingsheng nodded with a smile. "Cihui isn't young anymore. It's time for him to have a family and a career. Well, pack your things. Be careful on your way tomorrow. I'll be back in half a month."     

They both chatted for a while before hanging up.     

As soon as Han Qingsheng hung up the phone, Han Xiwang asked with a dark face. "Qingsheng, what did you say earlier? Cihui is getting married?"     

Han Qingsheng was an old fox. He could tell from Han Xiwang's expression that Han Cihui hadn't told him.     

As to why Han Cihui didn't tell him, Han Qingsheng could also guess.         

    

"Maybe I heard wrongly? Didn't Desheng say that Shanyuan had a girlfriend and that his girlfriend was staying at Szeto's place now? I think they're going to get married."     

"Qingsheng!" Han Xiwang's face darkened. "Are you sure it's not Cihui?"     

Han Qingsheng: "...."     

What should he do now?     

Han Xiwang was not deaf. He must've heard it clearly. It was Han Cihui!     

Han Qingsheng couldn't make any excuses now.     

Han Xiwang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He didn't wait for Han Qingsheng to answer him. He knew that if Han Qingsheng didn't want to tell the truth, he wouldn't be able to ask.     

He took out his phone and immediately dialed Zhang Xiuying's number.     

Zhang Xiuying still hadn't reconciled with Han Xiwang because of what had happened last time.     

He was the one who kept bothering her, and she had no choice but to chase him away. But Han Xiwang didn't give up and kept pestering her like an annoying fly.     

Although they both lived in the same house, they still slept in separate rooms. They didn't really have a good relationship with each other.     

Zhang Xiuying was happily packing her things when she heard her phone ring. She walked over and picked it up. When she saw Han Xiwang's name, she frowned and threw the phone aside.     

She was no longer the Zhang Xiuying from the past who eagerly took his call.     

Now, she had the upper hand. If she wanted to talk to Han Xiwang, she would. If she didn't want to, she would ignore him.     

Zhang Xuiying continued to pack her clothes and hummed a song happily. At first, she thought that if she ignored Han Xiwang's call, that person would stop calling because of his arrogance. However, Han Xiwang became more and more enthusiastic and continued to call her.     

After the phone rang five times in a row, Zhang Xiuying was very annoyed and went over to pick up the phone.     

"Hello, what do you want?"     

When Han Xiwang heard her attitude, he, who was originally angry, immediately softened. "Xiuying, why didn't you answer my call?"     

Zhang Xiuying walked to the window and looked at the view outside. She smiled mockingly. "If I want to answer the call, I'll answer it. If I don't want to, I won't answer it. What, don't tell me I can't?"