Chapter 6: Daddy, a Strongly Twisted Melon Will Not Be Sweet

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

In a small town, Su Xiao’ai found a hotel that did not require her identity card for registration. She had been staying there for three days! There was a computer in the room of the small hotel, and she had been keeping track of the news through the computer these last few days. However, there had not been a single piece of news about her fleeing her wedding!

As Su Xiao’ai scrolled through the page, a mention of the Su Corporation caught her eye suddenly. Su Xiao’ai clicked on it and saw the headline of the news. Her heart sank instantly. “The Su Corporation Faces a Financial Crisis…”

Su Xiao’ai read the article in detail. It said that the Su Corporation was facing a financial crisis due to poor management. Initially, they had hoped to overcome the financial crisis through a marriage with the Jun Corporation. However, on the day of the wedding, the two families had failed to follow through with the marriage. As the Su family faced an impending bankruptcy, the legal representatives of the Su Corporation, Su Zhiyi and He Meiyun, might face a sentence due to the hefty amount of debt they had incurred!

After reading the news, Su Xiao’ai sat still in the chair as her wide eyes stared at the computer screen in helplessness.

She was stupefied!

Wasn’t the Su family doing well? Why were they facing bankruptcy all of a sudden? Could it be because… Jun Wuwang was taking revenge on the Su family by instigating their bankruptcy because he was offended by her fleeing on their wedding day?

Dad and Mom…

Crying, Su Xiao’ai ran out of the small hotel. She hailed a cab and rushed back to the Su villa.

The entire Su villa was gloomy. The housekeepers were also dejected. If the Su family had really gone bankrupt, they would have to find other jobs.

Upon witnessing Su Xiao’ai’s return, the housekeeper exclaimed in pleasant surprise, “Miss is back!”

After hearing the housekeeper’s announcement, Su Zhiyi and He Meiyun rushed out of their room. Upon seeing Su Zhiyi, He Meiyun ran toward her as tears streamed down her face. She hugged Su Xiao’ai tightly. “Xiao’ai… Xiao’ai, you are finally back. Xiao’ai… Dad and Mom won’t ever force you to marry Master Jun again…”

Although they might face bank lawsuits and a criminal sentence, Xiao’ai was their only daughter, and she was a continuation of their lives.

They would rather be sentenced.

Even an authoritative man like Su Zhiyi teared up uncontrollably.

Su Xiao’ai said while sobbing in He Meiyun’s embrace, “Dad, Mom, I will marry him… I will marry him… I’m willing to marry Master Jun… Sob… I’m willing… I won’t try to escape the marriage again…”

What would happen if she didn’t agree to marry him? She couldn’t possibly watch her parents receive jail sentences, could she? She couldn’t possibly watch the Su Corporation—her parents’ blood, sweat, and tears—crumble, could she? Her parents had worked so hard. They had given the Su Corporation all they had their entire lives. As their daughter, how could she watch her parents’ hard work go to waste? How could she allow her parents to spend their later years in prison when they had been living in luxury thus far?

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Su Zhiyi had negotiated with Master Jun, and it turned out that he was still willing to marry Su Xiao’ai! He also agreed to fork out money to help the Su Corporation overcome this crisis!

Pouting, Jun Ziyan looked at Jun Wuwang and said in dissatisfaction, “Daddy, that woman has clearly fled the wedding. Why do you still want to marry her?”

Jun Ziyan was Jun Wuwang’s son. He was six years old. His hair was kept in a man bun. With his big eyes, round face, and tiny lips, he was an adorable boy!

Why?

Jun Wuwang glanced at Jun Ziyan, who was pouting, and did not answer his question.

“Daddy, a strongly twisted melon will not be sweet[1. This is a direct translation to fit into the story’s context; it has the same meaning as the saying, “You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink.”),” said Jun Ziyan, who had put his hands on his hips, acting like a grown-up.