Chapter 5 She is the one I will marry

Xia Shiyu finally succeeded in hypnotizing himself and bringing him back to his senses.

Dowry?

Zhan Mo's words made her frown slightly, and immediately, as if she had figured out something, a wry smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

Also, he is not the boss in the first place, and who Zhan Mo wants to marry in this world has nothing to do with her summer rain.

The two words that Zhan Mo said also shocked Murong Zhen!

With a shake of his hand, he almost hit the booklet on the ground!

God knows how many daughters in the wealthy circle want to marry into the Zhan family! This kind of good thing suddenly befell him, and no one else will believe it!

"Zhan...... At home, Yun Tong already has a boyfriend, this matter is ......"

She Murong Zhen has only one daughter, who has only recently returned from studying in the United States, and is now discussing things with her father in the hotel garden.

"Why don't I call her?" Although she also wanted to seize this opportunity, she still wanted to respect Li Yuntong's own ideas.

"No, you don't." The old deacon smiled and said, "It's not Ling Ai. ”

Murong Zhen was even more stunned when she heard this!

She has only one daughter, and the deacon of the Zhan family said that it was not Li Yuntong, so who was it?

Zhan Mo tilted his head slightly, his eyes went straight to Xia Shiyu, and he picked up his cane and nodded at her, "The person I want to marry is her." ”

Xia Shiyu felt that what he said hit his soul directly!

What did he just say? Want to marry me?

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the audience focused on her.

Monk Yin Xia Bai Meng was instantly dumbfounded!

What the? The head of the Zhan family wants to marry this madman?

Shang Baimeng rolled his eyes, hell! Is the head of the Zhan family blind and takes a fancy to a woman with mental problems?

She saw that the opportunity that originally belonged to her fell on Xia Shiyu, how could she be willing?!

"Zhan is in charge, you can't marry her!"

As soon as this person was in a hurry, he became impulsive. This impulse will lead to trouble!

Her voice was sharp and loud, making the hall that was already boiling cold again!

The old deacon's expression was solemn, and he stared at Shang Baimeng with great dissatisfaction.

"This young lady, you ......"

"She's a madman, she's not in her right mind, she's still a psychopath!" Shang Baimeng directly interrupted the old deacon's words, took three steps and two steps to Xia Shiyu's side, and grabbed her arm.

"You see, her arms are full of self-residual scars, Zhan is the family, you marry a madman as your wife, aren't you afraid that others will laugh at the Zhan family?!"

Shang Baimeng's behavior is undoubtedly to peel off the most vulnerable side of the summer rain in front of everyone's eyes!

Now, everyone present knows that Xia Shiyu is a psychopath.

Their gaze at her changed instantly.

disgust, fear, disgust, discrimination, contempt......

The sight shot at her naked, as if sharp arrows pierced her whole person!

Murong Zhen's eyes narrowed, as if he had learned something, and his gaze swept to the three members of the Xia family who were standing on the side, his red lips were pursed, and his eyes were cold.

Her eyes lit up, her expression was angry, and she just wanted to scold Shang Baimeng!

At this time.

"Do you mind my legs?" Zhan Mo ignored the eyes and discussions of the people around him, and turned his head sideways to ask Xia Shiyu.

A familiar scene awakened a memory of a past life, Xia Shiyu's body trembled, and a picture flashed in his mind-

"Do you mind the way I look, everyone else is afraid of me." Xia Shiyu touched the two small horns on his head, looked at the tail that grew out of the tail vertebrae, and said uncomfortably, "The people in the base say that I am a monster." ”

"No, it won't."

The boss replied without a hint of hesitation.

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Xia Shiyu knows that this Zhanmo is not the other Zhanmo.

But she still smiled and shook her head, her eyes locked on the man in the distance.

A soft light flashed in Zhan Mo's eyes, fleeting. But his expression remained as if he was frozen, unchanged.

Suddenly, he walked towards her with a cold face.

The cane fell to the ground with a thump, thump, thump.

Xia Shiyu watched this familiar face get closer and closer to him, and his heart beat wildly.