Sweet Beauty

Chapter 984: Pre-Marriage Agreement

“My family …” Jia Qiulian pursed her lips and explained honestly, “My parents died in a car accident two years ago. I still have a grandmother, but my grandmother lives in my uncle’s house. Due to an incident, I was left alone.”         

Alone?     

A lone wolf with no one to rely on?     

Han Xiwang’s hand that was holding the chopsticks suddenly tightened. He looked at Jia Qiulian seriously. “You just said… You are Cihui, oh no, the young master’s girlfriend? Then do you think you are worthy of him?”     

“Why am I not worthy?” Jia Qiulian stopped eating and looked at Han Xiwang. “He has two eyes and one mouth. I also have two eyes and one mouth. I do not lack arms and legs. What is there that I am not worthy of?”     

Han Xiwang: “….”     

What the hell!     

He had the feeling that Jia Qiulian was playing dumb with him.     

Han Xiwang took a deep breath and his expression gradually turned cold. “I mean, you have nothing. You should know what the Han Family is like. And stop mocking me, asking what you don’t have. Do you think your identity is worthy of Han Cihui?”     

“Yes!” Jia Qiulian did not admit defeat and said, “Even though the Han Family is rich and powerful, so what? I married Han Cihui, not his family’s money! Money and wealth are not the measures of love. There is no reason for me to lose the right to love just because I don’t have money, right?”     

Han Xiwang really did not expect the little girl to be so eloquent. All her words made sense.     

However, he was an experienced person. He would not change his mind about Jia Qiulian so easily with just a few words from her.     

Han Xiwang sneered and looked at Jia Qiulian mockingly. “Are you sure you are not in love with his money?”     

“Why would I love his money?” Jia Qiulian frowned, thinking that Han Cihui’s biological father was not that easy to talk to. He always poked people’s hearts, and his words can make their hearts hurt.     

“If I love money, I will marry him straight away. Why do I have to wait for his family’s approval?”     

Jia Qiulian became angry and slowed down her speech. “I admit that I also love money. I mean, who doesn’t? Even so, I will never sell myself for money!”     

Han Xiwang looked at her and said nothing. Obviously, he did not believe her.     

Jia Qiulian shook her head. “Uncle, you probably don’t know the marriage law yet. It separates property before marriage and property after marriage. Even if I marry Han Cihui, the property before marriage, like the real estate, including the company shares and the money in his bank card, belongs to him alone. If he didn’t want to give them to me, I wouldn’t be able to get a single cent.”     

Han Xiwang thought for a moment. It seemed like there was such a thing.     

Jia Qiulian continued. “I don’t want anything from Han Cihui, I can promise you that.”     

Han Xiwang looked at Jia Qiulian and narrowed his eyes. He pondered how much of what she said was true and how much was fake.     

After a while, he slowly said, “If I let you sign the pre-marriage and post-marriage agreement, stating that all of Han Cihui’s assets solely belong to him alone, are you still willing to marry him?”     

“Yes.” Jia Qiulian nodded and said seriously. “Why shouldn’t I? I’m marrying Han Cihui, not his money. Uncle, if you’re afraid that this agreement will be too troublesome, we can write it in simple terms. If Han Cihui and I ever get divorced, I’ll move out of this house. All the assets that he and I acquired together during our marriage, I will not take any of them.”     

It could be said that Jia Qiulian’s words began to move Han Xiwang’s heart.     

In his eyes, women loved money.     

Especially women who were poor and married into rich families. Which of them didn’t love money?         

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If Jia Qiulian could really do this, it meant that she truly loved Han Cihui and not the Han Family’s properties.     

At this moment, Han Cihui walked down the corridor while yawning, “Lianlian?”     

Jia Qiulian looked towards the corridor and said with a smile. “I’m here, in the dining room.”     

Han Cihui stepped out of the corridor and walked only a few steps when he suddenly saw a man sitting with his back to him.     

Han Cihui could tell who the man was with just a glance.     

Nervously, he ran over and stood next to Han Xiwang. He asked in surprise, “Dad, when did you arrive?”     

“Humph!” Han Xiwang snorted through his nose. “Why? I can’t go back? Afraid I will stop you?”     

Han Cihui really didn’t have much to say to Han Xiwang. He wouldn’t act like a spoiled child to him, as he did to Zhang Xiuying.     

Han Xiwang had always been a tall and mighty father in front of him, an untouchable father.     

Han Cihui took two steps toward Jia Qiulian with a strange expression on his face. He pulled out a chair and sat next to her. Then he whispered in her ear. “Did he bully you?”     

“No.” Jia Qiulian smiled faintly, “I had a good talk with uncle.”     

Han Xiwang knew his cover had been blown.     

He snorted and gave Jia Qiulian a sharp glare. Then he said to Han Cihui, “If you want to get married, I agree.”     

“What?” Han Cihui widened his eyes in shock and looked at Jia Qiulian in disbelief. “You… What did you say to him? He actually agreed to our marriage?”     

“Bastard, I’m not done yet!”     

Han Xiwang stared at Han Cihui gloomily. He felt that his tall and dashing image had been deeply damaged.     

When Han Cihui turned around to face him awkwardly and sat upright on the chair, Han Xiwang said without haste. “Although I agree with your marriage, Jia Qiulian, what you said earlier is not child’s play. I hope you will do as you say.”     

“I will. As long as you bring the agreement and I sign it in front of a lawyer, the agreement will be effective immediately.”     

Han Cihui felt that he had missed a lot. He pulled Jia Qiulian’s hand and asked, “What did you promise him? What agreement? Don’t be silly. You can’t promise him anything!”     

“It’s all right.” Jia Qiulian smiled and said, “I decided it myself. It has nothing to do with uncle.”     

The loud noise woke Zhang Xiuying up. She cleaned herself up and went downstairs. She immediately saw Han Xiwang as soon as she came out of the corridor.     

Zhang Xiuying ran over anxiously. “Son, Qiulian, what happened? What did this bastard say to the both of you?”     

“He did not say anything.”     

Jia Qiulian smiled and repeated what she had said earlier. Zhang Xiuying and Han Cihui were immediately filled with righteous anger.     

Han Cihui was the first one to disagree. “Dad, what do you mean? How can you let Qiulian sign something so exaggerated?”         

“That’s right!” Zhang Xiuying followed behind Han Cihui and scolded Han Xiwang. “Qiulian is a daughter who married into our family. Even if she does not contribute, she will work hard. In the future, she will work hard to have children. Even if she doesn’t get pregnant early, she will have to take care of Cihui and everything in the family. How can you treat her like that?”