Although I don't remember you, we are also friends, I don't want to bully your sister, besides, she is still my benefactor.

I really hope that she can be happy in the future, but the person who can give her happiness is definitely not me, I know what kind of person I am.

So, it's her who you have to ask, and it's her who you have to think about!

I told her that as long as the wedding was not held, she could go back on it, no matter what kind of compensation she wanted! ”

Every sentence spit out by the thin cold lips is thin and cold, cold without a trace of emotion, and the words are not leaky.

Not only can you not say that he is ungrateful, but also get vaccinated in advance, explain his married life clearly, and finally, do not forget to give them the right to choose.

All in all, in short, I don't want to marry, and she presses me to marry with kindness!

Ian's nose was inexplicably sour after hearing this, his beautiful blue eyes were overflowing with mist, and his sadness was surging there, and his forbearance was crumbling little by little, and he could burst into tears at any time.

Il looked at Nangong Jing, every word made him speechless, in fact, how desperate Ian was, he didn't need to ask at all.

What made him depressed was that after a few months of getting along, he didn't have any affection for Ian other than gratitude.

Is he really cold-blooded and ruthless? Or is he just a man by nature?

For a while, the atmosphere was like a frozen winter, so cold that it was suffocating.

"Brother, don't ask, I won't change my mind!" Ian's hoarse voice pierced the silence of the room.

"Ian!" Il growled.

"You're going to be the talker! I'm going to marry you! Ian asked with a choked throat at Nangong Jing.

"Whatever you want!" Nangong Jing's eyes shone with cold light, revealing his ruthless nature.

"Ian, you're crazy!" When Yier heard this, his face changed suddenly, and he didn't expect that she would still be so obsessed.

"This is what I want, my own happiness, I choose by myself, no one cares!"

Ian's crystal tears slipped from his eyes, but sadness was resolute.

"Can your brain be normal, where is this your own business? Where did you put me, my father, and my mother? Ever wondered how we feel?

He doesn't love you, how can you be happy? What can you change if you keep this marriage? I know it's hard for you to forget about him now, there will always be ...... in the future"

Before Il's words were finished, Ian interrupted: "I don't want anyone, in this life, I only want to marry him!" ”

"Ian!" Il's chest rose and fell violently in anger, and his face was swollen and red.

"Well, let's talk, I'll go to the casino with that friend downstairs, you can come to the casino to find me after you have negotiated!"

Nangong Jing didn't seem to want to listen to their quarrel, and stood up impatiently.

"Good!" Il nodded, he was there, and it was indeed not very convenient.

Nangong Jing turned around expressionlessly and strode towards the door.

Ian looked at his back as he resolutely left, and his heart was even more mixed, as if they had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Heng then stood up, bowed slightly at the two of them, and walked out with him.

"Did you see that? You've been working hard for months, you've been with him every day, has he changed?

No, what do you think you can change when you get married? Don't be stupid, okay? Ill patiently persuaded.

Ian kept his head down, his little hands clutching his skirt, and was silent.

(End of chapter)