C9 I Am Willing

As if time had stopped, the Prince didn't speak again, but maintained the same posture, quietly waiting for the princess to agree.

Jian Ruoyu lightly touched Jian Menglin's arm. "Sis … Sis …"

Jian Menglin's gaze never left Nangong Ao for a moment. Unbelievable gradually turned into pleasant surprise as two streams of tears of joy rolled down her face. Step by step, she walked towards the Prince who was kneeling on one knee, afraid that this was a dream, a mirage.

"Menglin, are you willing to be my, Nangong Ao's, wife?" It was impossible to see deep love, but he was determined to fulfill his obligations.

"I'm willing, I'm willing, I'm willing …" She was afraid that he would regret it. This was the happiest moment of her life. No matter what, she had to hold on to it so that no one could snatch it away from her.

Her promise was already within his expectations. He took out a velvet box from his suit pocket, took out the huge diamond ring inside and put it on her ring finger.

Jian Menglin was moved to tears and threw herself into Nangong Ao's arms.

Nangong Ao, who was carrying Jian Menglin, looked at Jian Ruoyu. They looked at each other with a complicated expression.

In the elegant coffee shop, Jian Menglin, who was wearing a Chanel season suit, had a beautiful appearance and outstanding temperament. She picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip. The diamond ring on his ring finger sparkled brightly.

The middle-aged woman sitting across from her was dressed in exquisite makeup, famous brand clothing, and famous brand bag. The combination was extremely tasteful.

"Menglin, have you really considered this?" The woman spoke slowly.

"Of course. "Mommy, you know, marrying someone who's proud is my childhood dream." The corners of his lips curled up in a happy curve.

"Child, as long as you want it, Mommy will support you unconditionally. "However …" The words paused.

"Mommy, don't worry. I know what I'm doing and I know what I want!" Her eyes that had always been gentle like water shone with a resolute light.

Wang Minzhi nodded. "Yes, Mommy will be your strongest support."

"Thank you, Mommy." Jian Menglin held Wang Minzhi's hand and asked, "Mommy, when are you planning to go home?"

"Your father and I have been divorced for fifteen years." He lightly stated a fact.

A hint of hatred flashed across Jian Menglin's beautiful face. It was all her fault. If it wasn't for her, her parents wouldn't have divorced, and she wouldn't have needed to become so careful and cautious.

She swore that she would find out the truth, find evidence, and send this slut to the eighteenth level of hell.

"Mommy …" Jian Menglin was about to say something when she was interrupted by Wang Minzhi. "Alright, I have my own plans when the time comes. Now you can set your heart at rest and prepare to be a new bride. "

"Yes." Mommy, I'm a little scared, just in case … " She looked at Wang Minzhi, wanting to say something, but hesitated.

"Menglin, don't worry." You are my only daughter, the big miss of Jian Family, I won't let anyone bully you. As long as you want it, no one can take it away! " His sharp eyes shot out a cold light, and the corners of his slightly curved lips revealed a strange distortion.

The two of them chatted for a while longer. About an hour later, Jian Menglin received a call from the company. She hurriedly said goodbye to her mother and left.

After Jian Menglin left, Wang Minzhi took out her phone and made a call. "Hello, this is Wang Minzhi."

After hanging up, he put on his sunglasses and walked out of the coffee shop gracefully.

She had been waiting for this day for a long time. She couldn't wait any longer.

All afternoon, the phone in Nangong Ao's office rang non-stop. They were all the major media outlets. The magazine called to confirm that Nangong Ao had indeed proposed to Jian Menglin.

The job of answering the phone was naturally the job of a junior assistant. Jian Ruoyu looked at a man with a face full of resentment. She didn't understand. He had clearly proposed to her sister?

Why not? You want her to lie and say she doesn't know?

F * ck, which scene is he singing this time? Did he not know that doing so would make his sister very sad?

Besides, how could he hide it for the time being? How could he hide it for the rest of his life? Could it be that he had some sort of hidden plan?

"Bam!" After hanging up the phone, Jian Ruoyuwei narrowed her eyes and walked step by step towards Nangong Ao, who was focused on his work.

"Hey, Nangong Ao, why didn't you publicly propose to my sister? Isn't that the truth? Besides, you all are childhood sweethearts, what is there to hide? " Too many guesses made her voice high with excitement.

Nangong Ao didn't look up at her, he only said lightly: "It's business time now, Assistant Jane, you just need to do your job."

"You …" Jian Ruoyu's businesslike attitude almost made her spit out blood. She clenched her fist and eventually gave up trying to argue with him.

When it was five o'clock, Jian Ruoyu hurriedly stuffed a bunch of random things into her bag and prepared to leave. Just as her hand touched the door handle, Nangong Ao's voice came from behind her, "Assistant Jane, you have to work overtime tonight."

"Nani?" Jian Ruoyu's eyes widened in disbelief. How could she, a mere apprentice, work as an assistant?

Nangong Ao frowned. "Is there a problem?"

"Of course there is. I have matters to attend to tonight, so I can't work overtime. " Sh * t, she took a day's phone calls and lied all day. She's going to go to God and plead her guilt, or she'll have a long nose.

"This is an order, not a discussion." The tone of a certain man became a bit more forceful.

"You, I … … "I …" As a rookie, she didn't have any real work to do other than serving tea, okay?

"Make me a cup of coffee, Blue Mountain, no sugar, thank you." Ignoring her angry look, he returned to the pile of documents.

While Nangong Ao was busy doing his own thing, Jian Ruoyu had no place to complain and could only feel indignant that she was being squeezed. She was going to complain about him.

However, which department would dare to accept it?

Wow.

He said he was working overtime, but in reality, he was just starving with him.

Jian Ruoyu was bored to death playing Landlord on her computer, so the shouts of the Five Viscera Temple became louder and louder. She was so hungry. It was already eight o'clock. She was going home to eat.

"Hey, Nangong Ao, when can you finish it?" She did not know how many times she had asked, but she had been lying listlessly on the table.

"Soon." A thousand answers.

"I, quick, hungry, dead." One word at a time was squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth. His voice was very weak and lacked momentum.

Jian Ruoyu had said this countless times, so Nangong Ao didn't care much about it and continued to concentrate on the documents.

Finally, he typed the last word. Raising his head, he rubbed his glabella. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jian Ruoyu sleeping and the lines on her resolute face softened.

He stood up and took off his jacket to help her put it on. When he got closer, he found that her face was pale and her thick bangs were already soaked with cold sweat.

Panic flashed across her handsome face as she was pulled into her embrace. Her limbs were extremely cold in the room filled with constant temperature, "Feather, what's wrong with you? "What's wrong?"