The two looked at each other for a long time, and Leohard finally compromised, he scratched his head, and said with some frustration: "Okay, okay—"

He paused and looked at Jian Han expectantly: "Then wait until we go to visit your parents and discuss this matter?" ”

Jian Han couldn't help laughing, nodded affirmatively, and finally sent away the clingy golden retriever dog.

Leohard walked towards his bedroom step by step, Jian Han always stood at the door, looking at him with a smile.

As his hand reached the doorknob of his room, Leohard paused, turned his head sideways, coughed lightly, the corners of his lips curled, revealing a seductive smile, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure you want to give up the opportunity to be the wife of this wonderful man in front of you at once?" ”

He raised his chin and looked arrogant: "He's the number one golden bachelor in the world!" ”

Jian Han was almost amused by him, and nodded forcibly, "Yes, yes, I give up!" ”

Leohard shrugged his shoulders and pushed open his door helplessly, "Well, I'm sure, you'll regret it." ”

After that, he stepped into his room, but in the next second, he retreated like lightning, leaned out half of his body obliquely, and looked in the direction of Jian Han with a pair of eyes: "It's too late for you to regret it now." ”

Jian Han stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead, "So, good night, Leohard." ”

This time, under the gaze of Leohard, Jian Han took the lead in walking back to her room, closed the door, leaned against the door panel, she laughed deliciously, this guy is really good at making a sense of existence.

After going through a complicated beautiful girl maintenance procedure, Jian Han wore a white nightdress and jumped briskly on the soft big bed.

Covered with the quilt, he quickly fell asleep.

Although he rejected Leohard's marriage proposal in reality, in his dream, Jian Han saw the scene described by Leohard-

Dressed in a wedding dress adorned with golden flowers, she sat side by side in a carriage with Leohard, who was wearing a slim-fitting black suit, and on both sides of the road was a row of tall Italian military police in black uniforms and black and red cloaks, and behind the road were countless fanatical people shouting Leohard's name.

In front of the historic Duomo in Milan are the wedding guests, the most prominent of whom are members of the British royal family, and opposite them are the Prime Minister's wife, who is a member of the cabinet.

In the middle of the hall, the incumbent pope, dressed in a golden uniform, stands at the end of a marble pavement of black and white parquet.

When he finished reading the famous marriage vows and looked at her gently, Jian Han I would like to have blurted out three Chinese, and the next second, she noticed a little confusion on the face of His Excellency the Pope, couldn't help but smile, and changed it to English: "Ido." ”

And the Pope also understood her initial slip of the tongue, and the expression on the face of the old man, who was about to be ninety years old, became more and more gentle, and he smiled kindly: "Child, as long as you have the Lord in your heart, any language can reach the ears of the Lord, and the Lord is omnipotent." ”

……

The early morning sun jumped in mischievously through the gap in the curtains, dancing above her eyelids, Jian Han raised her right hand to block this annoying little thing, and slowly opened her eyes, but her gaze was not focused, and the whole person seemed to be still immersed in that grand wedding.

After a while, her arms were crossed over her eyes, and she chuckled lowly, "If the people on both sides of the road don't all shout Leohard's name, it would be perfect—"

According to her original plan, she was to wait until she could stand side by side with Leohard, or not be a household name like him, or at least a little famous, before considering the further relationship between the two people.

However, under Leohard's ardent expectations again and again, her original intention is also changing little by little.

No one knows better than her how precious a true heart is that is carefully held in front of her and beats.

How could she bear it, and how could she refuse him?

Well, it should be a great task from heaven to make her road to fame more bumpy.

Let the world know the name Jane first, first familiarize yourself with the title of Mrs. Hamilton.

Pulling open the curtains and stretching his waist towards the sun, Jian Han took a deep breath of fresh breath from the flower garden in front of the palace, changed his clothes full of vitality, and went downstairs briskly.

She saw Olivia who was already sitting in a precarious position, and since that day she had accidentally watched the young butler's failed pursuit, Olivia seemed to be a different person.

The girls get along well in private, and when they are in front of people, they always put on the card of the eldest lady of the Morgan consortium - they seem to be kind but reject people thousands of miles away, and their every move is like a benchmark for celebrities in high society, and the aura they exude is enough to make suitors with no background ashamed of themselves.

And the young butler seemed to have given up, and did not make any more moves beyond his status as a butler.

Jian Han sighed lightly in her heart, in fact, from the perspective of a third party, she privately thought that the young housekeeper and Olivia were still a good match.

Looking at the figure of Olivia, who was wearing a well-fitting light purple dress and a straight back, sitting on the dining chair, Jian Han couldn't help but slow down, and the swing of her arms also subconsciously became elegant.

When she walked up to Olivia, the young butler pulled out the chair for her with his own hands, and said softly, "Sir has not gotten up yet, do you want to wait for him, or will you have breakfast with Miss Morgan?" ”

During this time, the girlfriend group and the members of the small crew have become acquainted, and everyone has gradually revealed their true nature, from the initial forced yawning to have breakfast together for days, to now who gets up and who eats, basically unless there is an early scene, everyone wants to meet and have breakfast together, it all depends on fate.

Jian Han swept over and looked at her expectantly, but even the corner of his eye was stingy with Olivia, who gave the first half of the time to the young housekeeper, and opened his mouth with a dumb smile: "I'm with Olivia." ”

The young butler bowed slightly: "That's the same as Miss Morgan, is it okay?" ”

Jian Han nodded: "Yes." ”

Soon, the fried golden bread slices on both sides, the milky oatmeal, the Julius Caesar's salad with eggs, and the German sausage with the smell of black pepper were served one after another.

Just when the two young ladies moved their index fingers and were about to start eating, the young butler pushed a shiny dining cart and arrived in front of Jian Han.

On top of the dining car, there was no food, only a bamboo basket, and in the basket was a large bouquet of red roses.

The young butler took down the rose basket and put it in front of Jian Han's dinner plate, and said softly: "This is a gift from Mr., the most beautiful rose in the summer palace, every branch belongs to you." ”

Jian Han was surprised and delighted, there is no girl who doesn't like flowers, not to mention that her sweetheart specially prepared it for her.

She couldn't hide her smile, but she habitually glanced at Olivia next to her.

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