Chapter 1179 - 1180: Test

Chapter 1179: Chapter 1180: Test

Song Xiaodong’s words came out of nowhere, drawing everyone’s gaze toward him. Song Xiaoru felt a sense of relief, knowing that Song Xiaodong was going to take charge, so there was no problem with this matter.

But the others didn’t think so; they thought Song Xiaodong was deliberately trying to make things difficult for Cui Li on this topic.

Cui Li tilted his chin up and then turned, looking at Zhao Jingjing with a deeply affectionate expression, saying, "Is this even a question? If I truly had to choose one of the two, I’d definitely choose Jingjing. Careers can be built later, but if you miss the chance with a woman you really love, it’s gone forever."

Zhao Jingjing’s mother immediately praised, "Look, Cui Li is so good to our Jingjing. Jingjing, this is a man who truly loves you, much better than that useless kid."

Lin Yuming’s face showed even more humiliation.

Song Xiaodong smiled faintly and said, "Since you said so, I’ll grant your wish and have the Lian Family cancel their business cooperation with your family’s company right now."

"What?" Cui Li immediately glared at Song Xiaodong and then snorted, "Who do you think you are, spouting big talk like that here?"

Song Xiaodong maintained his smile and said, "You’ll find out soon enough whether it’s just talk. I can give you another chance now. Do you choose Jingjing, or do you choose to cooperate with the Lian Family? Think carefully before answering."

Cui Li raised an eyebrow, unable to discern the Beijing accent from Song Xiaodong’s voice, and figured he must be from out of town. Moreover, knowing Song Xiaodong was with Lin Yuru’s group and understanding Lin Yuming’s family’s situation — he’d thoroughly investigated them — confirming they had no powerful connections, he naturally thought Song Xiaodong was deliberately using words to provoke him.

Laughing heartily, Cui Li declared decisively, "Even if you asked a hundred times, my answer would be the same: Jingjing."

Song Xiaodong nodded and then turned to Lin Yuming, saying, "Yuming, let me ask you a question. If you’re given ten million now and asked to choose between it and Jingjing, which would you choose?"

Lin Yuming was momentarily stunned and then said without hesitation, "Of course, I’d choose Jingjing."

Song Xiaodong said, "You should think it over carefully. Don’t regret it."

Lin Yuming waved his hand abruptly and said, "I definitely won’t regret it."

Cui Li suddenly laughed heartily twice and said, "Kid, you really know how to joke. You can make such a hypothetical situation? If I were asked, considering I have both options, the choice might be tough. But what you ask him to choose from doesn’t even exist; he doesn’t have ten million, so he doesn’t need to choose."

"What if it’s true?" Song Xiaodong asked lightly.

Cui Li dismissed the notion, saying, "You mean Wang Qiao? Even if he has the means, would he actually hand it over to Lin Yuming? It’s just a show, so this matter is utterly meaningless."

Wang Qiao’s mouth twitched, and he quickly said, "I’m not getting involved in this, I’m not getting involved."

Song Xiaodong ignored Wang Qiao, smiled faintly, and then said directly, "Let’s play a game. Through this game, we’ll settle this matter. No matter what choice you three make in the end, it’s your own decision, and no one should regret it."

Lin Yuming and Zhao Jingjing were a bit puzzled, but for them, it was a chance to gaze at each other a little longer, fearing they wouldn’t have such an opportunity in the future.

Zhao Jingjing’s parents were a bit impatient, with Zhao Jingjing’s mother waving a hand, "We don’t have time to waste on this nonsense."

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly and said, "This concerns your daughter’s lifelong happiness. Can’t you spare a few minutes?"

Zhao Jingjing hurriedly said, "Mom, give me one last chance."

Cui Li, seeing Zhao Jingjing looking at Lin Yuming, felt very displeased in his heart and snorted, "Fine, let’s humor you a bit, so you know a pauper has no right to compete with me over a woman."

Zhao Jingjing’s mother snorted, "What a waste of time," but said nothing more.

Song Xiaodong nodded and said, "Let’s start with the first test to see if Jingjing is worth ten million in Lin Yuming’s eyes."

"How do we test it?" Cui Li said impatiently, "Can any of you produce ten million? And if you do, it won’t really be given to her; of what use is that?"

"It’s simple; I’ll provide the money." Song Xiaodong smiled gently and told Song Xiaoru, "Transfer ten million to Jingjing."

Song Xiaoru immediately took out her phone and said, "Okay."

"Pfft... you guys can really put on a show," Cui Li laughed.

Song Xiaoru ignored Cui Li and said to Zhao Jingjing, "Jingjing, give me your account details."

Zhao Jingjing seemed a bit flustered.

Her mother pursed her lips and said, "Give it to her. I want to see what tricks they can pull."

Zhao Jingjing then gave Song Xiaoru her account, and Song Xiaoru promptly transferred ten million over; such a sum meant nothing to her now, as most of Song Xiaodong’s money was in her hands.

Hearing the text message sound, Zhao Jingjing glanced at her phone and was utterly stunned.

Her mother snatched the phone, saying, "I don’t believe there’s really ten million...oh my... so many zeros... ten thousand, hundred thousand, million... my God, there really is ten million?"

Staring at the digits, Zhao Jingjing’s mother was trembling, almost dropping the phone.

Cui Li also glanced at it, shocked in his heart — someone capable of casually transferring out ten million, this sort of power... indeed startling.

Song Xiaodong then said, "Alright, you’ve seen the money. Now, I’ll reiterate my promise. Yuming, the choice is now between ten million and Jingjing. If you choose the ten million, I’ll give it to you, and I assure you I won’t take it back. I trust Jingjing won’t keep the money for herself and will pass it on to you."

Lin Yuming seemed lost, not knowing what to do.

Song Xiaodong smiled faintly and said, "Now give your answer: do you want the ten million, or do you want Jingjing? Make a careful choice; if you want the money, it’s absolutely yours, but if you want Jingjing, you won’t get a penny of the ten million."

Lin Yuming looked at Zhao Jingjing, took a deep breath, and said, "I’ll choose Jingjing."

Zhao Jingjing couldn’t hold back her tears and started crying.

Cui Li laughed heartily, "Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous, is this even amusing?"