C3 I Can't Marry You

Su Mulin was escorted into the hotel by two female assistants. Inside the luxurious hotel, all the employees stood in two neat lines to welcome the arrival of Boss Ji.

Ji Muchen put one hand in his pocket and raised his gaze. Under the crowd's gaze, he slowly walked up the red carpet covered stairs.

"Young Master Ji —"

The two guards said the same thing in unison.

Wow, this is going to happen.

"Miss Su, please …" the female assistant beside her said.

"Oh …" Su Mulin was completely shocked by the serious and orderly atmosphere. She had no choice but to obediently follow Ji Muchen onto the red carpet.

"Grandpa!" Ji Muchen was no longer as aloof and proud as before. With a smile on his face, he walked towards an old man with a head full of silver hair who was full of energy and was sitting on a wheelchair.

This person was Ji's Group's largest shareholder and top decision maker, Old Master Ji.

Old Master Ji's favorite was his youngest grandson, Ji Muchen.

"Muchen, I just want to see you get married!" The old man looked at Ji Muchen lovingly and helped him to straighten his collar.

"Grandfather, don't spout nonsense. You have to watch your great-grandfather being called by your great-grandson!"

"Haha, you brat …"

Su Mulin didn't expect Young Master Ji, who was like an emperor, to have such a gentle side to him. Such a warm scene. Su Mulin was moved by the scene of father and son having love. Suddenly, she missed her mother.

Ever since his mother had left, his stepmother Mu Xueqin had entered the house and he had never received any love or care from her. His stepmother, who had always thought of him as a thorn in her side, had tortured him in a different way. Even the servants at home had looked at him coldly.

He had originally thought that after marrying Qing Feng, he would leave that family that had disheartened him.

Who would have thought that the wedding would be so noisy? Even Qing Feng, who loved him the most, didn't want him anymore.

Su Mulin couldn't help but shed tears at the thought of this. She couldn't help but cry out loud.

The father and son duo looked towards the source of the sound, and were immediately stunned.

"Look at that girl, go and coax her!" Old Master Ji thought it was because he was too busy talking to his grandson that he ignored Su Mulin and hurriedly told Ji Muchen to coax him.

Ji Muchen walked over with a trace of disdain in his eyes. However, he had to obey his grandpa's words. He reluctantly pulled Su Mulin's hand and walked to Old Master Ji's side.

"Grandfather, she'll be your granddaughter-in-law from now on. You'll be able to carry her grandson soon."

"Hurry up and call me grandpa." Ji Muchen turned his face away, then ordered harshly without the smile from before.

What? You want me to call you grandpa? He even wanted him to carry a great-grandson?

Su Mulin was stupefied. She hadn't even recovered from her sadness just now and was forced by the man next to her to call her grandpa on the wheelchair. Although she had lost her grandpa since she was born, she couldn't casually call others grandpa! The most exasperating thing was that she hadn't agreed to marry him, so how could she allow others to carry her grandson?

Su Mulin's lips quivered, but no words came out.

Yes.

"Haha, it's fine, this is the first time that a young lady will be shy." Old Master Ji smiled and waved his hand, breaking the awkward situation.

Old Master Ji sized up this pretty and dignified girl in front of him. She was a good match for his grandson.

The joyous eyes suddenly narrowed into slits, and he immediately signaled to the staff beside him that the wedding ceremony could begin.

A wonderful music started playing. More than ten bridesmaids and groomsmen in suits and dresses walked out from the two sides of the stage. Ji Muchen led Su Mulin to the center of the stage.

Oh my god! Do you really want to marry this man? He was going to become Qingfeng's wife. How could he marry him? No, absolutely not!

Although she couldn't offend the big figures beside her, Su Mulin still straightened her back and leaned towards Ji Muchen. She gathered all her courage and said, "Director Ji, I … I can't marry you."

"Eh?" Ji Muchen smirked.

The dignified Young Master Ji, a single diamond man. Thousands and thousands of women rushed to hug him, but this woman in front of him actually didn't want to marry him.

He sized up the girl in front of him with interest. With her pair of eyes that were like black flint stones, Gu Panpan's actions were captivating.

Interesting!

Her large bony hand wrapped itself around her slender waist. With her other hand, she lifted her delicate chin and leaned forward to kiss it.