"Hello, Mu Juanchen, I think we need to have a formal conversation..."

The more I carry it, the more I stumble!

Dejected to death, the girl blew her bangs angrily, scratched her head in annoyance, and regretted a little. She should have written the lines on the palm of her hand, so that it would be easier to read the cheat sheet if she forgot the words.

Never mind!

Go for it!

Ruan Youan raised his hand and knocked on the door with a look of death.

The knock on the door was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

Then she carefully opened the door, first stuck her head in, and then half of her body, and looked at the scene inside. She was caught off guard and stared at several elite men in suits and ties on the sofa.

The atmosphere is dead silent.

Very quiet.

The team that was still chatting at first closed their mouths at some point, and all stared at the figure at the door.

They were originally talking about this joint planning, but who knew that a girl would suddenly come in!

Bai Jing's fingers pulled open the door, revealing half of her figure. She is delicate and slender. She is wearing a white loose knitted vest with blue edges, a round-neck T-shirt, and a plush panda cross-body bag on her back, which outlines her extremely beautiful figure.

Thin waistline, very white skin.

He just barged in like that, with a high ponytail, soft and slightly curly hair, delicate appearance, and clear eyes.

Ruan You'an's eyes turned slowly several times, and she met the eyes of the man opposite the sofa.

There was only one man sitting opposite those elites in suits and ties. He was upright and thin, flipping documents with his slender fingers. The lines from the phalanges to the wrists were sharp and clear. The watch was cold and low-key, and the gold cufflinks were just right and exquisite.<

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Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes, looked at her, and casually threw the document in his hand on the coffee table, making a neither light nor heavy sound.

For Ruan You'an, it's a bit social.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you!" Ruan Youan realized that they seemed to be in a meeting, bowed embarrassedly, and immediately left.

"Come in." The low voice fell, and Mu Junchen said casually to those people, "You guys go out first."

The elites came back to their senses, with strange expressions on their faces. They nodded to Mu Juanchen, stood up and walked out one after another. Before leaving, they even smiled at Ruan You'an.

Ruan You'an also smiled every time, but the villain in her heart was crying.

If she knew there were so many people, she would never knock on the door.

"What are you standing there for?" Mu Juanchen lazily looked at the girl who was still standing there. She was well-dressed, and her eyes were naturally a bit bright and pretty, which created a strange contrast, and her expression was a bit dull.

Like the round and silly panda bag she is carrying.

Ruan Youan said oh, walked over slowly, and sat opposite Mu Juanchen.

Eyes facing each other.

"..."

——It’s over.

She forgot her words!!

Ruan Youan felt like a thunderbolt had struck her head, her panicked palms were sweating, and she tried hard to recall the lines she had been repeating all the time.

‘Hello, Mu Juanchen.’

No, no, no, be polite.

‘Hello, Mr. Mu, I have some small thoughts about our engagement.’

No, this is too direct. You need to be more tactful.

‘That’s right, I have been thinking seriously about our issues for a long time, and sincerely hope to be with you...’

How about saying this? How about!!

Mu Juanchen saw that the girl hadn't spoken for a long time, her expressions were changing, and her fingertips were rubbing her cufflinks. Just when she was about to say something, Ruan You'an suddenly shouted, fiercely: "Mu Juanchen! You

Listen to me!"

"..."

Just call him, why do you look at the enemy?

"Have I been listening to the air for so long?" Mu Juanchen stared at her expressionlessly.

Ruan You'an also didn't expect that she shouted such a sentence in desperation and couldn't take it back. She could only bite the bullet and continue, coughing and accusing in a low voice: "Your attitude is not correct at all."

"You continue." Mu Juanchen snorted and leaned back, his tie was meticulous, his suit and shirt collar matched each other, and he had the cold-blooded dignity of a rich man.

"Actually, I can understand you." Ruan You'an decided to use emotion to reason, with a sincere face.

"...What do you understand me?"

"We are all people controlled by our elders. This marriage contract was not in your will or mine. I know it, so you don't need to say it."

Mu Juanchen's movements paused at a certain moment, like a sculpture in an exhibition. It took a long time for him to respond. He looked at Ruan You'an intently. The shadows cast by his eyelashes fell in his eyes, and his eyes were dim and unclear.

There was no warmth in the voice: "What do you mean."

Ruan You'an was inexplicably startled and paused for several seconds: "This engagement is not suitable."

Mu Juanchen suddenly laughed, and the ending sound was low and soft, dispersing in the air without leaving any trace.

"Something is inappropriate."

"You see, you are my biggest fan, how difficult it is for you to be with me." Ruan Youan thought for a moment, then clasped her fingers and said to him, "And our engagement was not voluntary, right? None of it.

Emotionally, even if you get married, it won't last long..."

The girl's voice is thin and soft, the kind that sounds nice, like candy.

Mu Juanchen suddenly interrupted her words with a calm tone.

"It's voluntary."

"Ah?" Ruan Youan looked at him subconsciously, a little confused.

Mu Juanchen looked at her, sitting solemnly and expressionless, and repeated word for word: "I volunteer."

Volunteer for what?

Will you be engaged to her voluntarily?

Ruan You'an never expected that Mu Juanchen would say this. The thoughts that he had finally sorted out were confused again. He pointed at himself and then at Mu Juanchen in disbelief, falling into a chaotic system of words: "You...I,

Me... you?"

"How do you know it won't last long if you haven't tried it?"

The office is large and bright, and the floor-to-ceiling windows are full of prosperity. He is the one who strategizes in business and has won many contracts with ruthless means. At this moment, he is talking to a little girl, his thin lips spit out and his voice is hoarse.

"What is this?" The girl's cat eyes are very round, the ends of her eyes are charming, her eyes are clear, like crystal grapes, pitch black and round, looking at people, "You are my biggest fan!"

The anti-fans and the real owners!"

"Is it because of this?" Mu Junchen's fingers hanging by his side tensed up quietly, then relaxed slightly. He raised his hand and pulled off his tie, and then he felt like he could breathe again, "I am not you now.

Black fans."

"Ah?"

"You said before that one day, you will make me willing to be your true fan and love you until..." Mu Juanchen frowned, it was a bit difficult to say those words, but he still spat out each word.
Chapter completed!