Jia Haizhu gave her an idea: "If your grandmother insists that you get married, then you insist on marrying Young Master Wen."

Ruan Yousi looked disgusted: "I don't want to marry an ugly monster, I'm afraid of being disgusted to myself."

"You heard from my mother that the Wen family is richer than the He family. Young Master Wen has never shown up in front of everyone. I suspect that he is not ugly, but has any physical problems. Maybe he will die shortly after you marry, and then his property will be yours."

Ruan Yousi hesitated: "But I like Brother Song Jin."

Jia Haizhu said: "You also know that if He Songjin wants to marry you, he will lose the qualification to be an heir. Will you be willing to suffer with him at that time?"

When she thought that she would live in a small house with dozens of square meters, she saw that she had no money to buy her favorite bags, and she could only touch her beautiful clothes. She had to make the food by herself and wash the clothes by herself, so she immediately shook her head.

"That's all. When Young Master Wen dies, you will have money. If He Songjin is willing to marry you, even if he doesn't inherit He's family, you will not be beaten and you can still live in a villa."

Jia Haizhu seemed to have seen her daughter marry into the Wen family, smiling happily.

Ruan Yousi seemed to struggle in her eyes: "Let me think about it."

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Wen Linyan received a call from Song Qianti as soon as he came out of the parking lot.

"Wen Linyan, if you don't come back, I'm going to die."

There was a hint of pity in the soft voice.

He frowned slightly: "Is he sick?"

Song Qianti replied: "No."

"He Songjin is here to trouble you again?" A solemn aura in his bottomless eyes.

The woman's naughty voice came: "I miss you and want to die."

He raised his brows gently, and curled his lips: "I've already reached downstairs, come back soon."

"So fast, I want you to bring me some fried chicken and coke."

He paused slightly under his feet, turned around and walked towards the parking lot: "I'll buy it for you now."

Song Qianti's lazy voice sounded: "Forget it, I want to see you right away when it comes to eating fried chicken."

Wen Linyan's lips curve became bigger and bigger, and his handsome face became much more vivid than usual, with his black eyes as bright as stars: "Okay."

He turned around again and quickly returned home.

After coming out of the elevator, someone rushed over, and the familiar perfume smell mixed in the wind, he subconsciously hugged him.

"I'm back so late, tell me, have you ever been fooling around?"

With a delicate body in his arms, his silent lip curled.

"No." After pausing, he added, "Don't dare."

Song Qianti retreated from his arms with a smile: "Remember what you said today."

Wen Linyan nodded, and saw her browsing, and smiled and said, "You are in a good mood today."

Song Qianti said: "My uncle is fine, he is safe."

When she came out, she didn't wear a coat, just a white loose sweater. The corridor was a little cold. After saying that, she turned around and walked into the house.

Wen Linyan followed her, grabbed her arm as soon as she entered the room, pulled her violently, and then hugged her who fell into her arms, and pinched her fair and delicate jaw with the other hand.

"Since that's the case, when did you tell your grandma about breaking up the engagement?"

His breath sprayed on her face, and the warm breath seemed to seep into the blood through the pores. She felt a little hot and a little dry mouth.
Chapter completed!