"Pang——" With a sound, Ji Muxiu slammed the knife and fork in his hand on the glass dining table, "Grandpa, you shouldn't tell her that I want to marry her!"
"Xin'er has the right to choose happiness, Mu Xiu, you can't arrange her future life!" Johns frowned, feeling helpless.
"She doesn't love me?" Ji Muxiu laughed at himself.
"No, she has never thought about her feelings for you. Maybe in the past three years, she has hit a wall, and she will know how good you are to her." Johns told the truth.
Ji Muxiu was silent, obviously he didn't agree, "I won't let her go out and make her own way!"
"Are you afraid? Are you afraid that she will meet her destined lover?" Johns knew Ji Muxiu's scruples, and he had protected her very well in the past few years.
"I..." There was indelible worry in Ji Muxiu's deep eyes.
"You can accompany her back to China to attend classes, but remember not to interfere in her personal affairs."
"I promise." Ji Muxiu put his hands on the table, with a nonchalant look on his face that made Johns feel cautious and panicked.
So, they agreed to Bai Ningxin's request. This was a bet...
[If Bai Ningxin does not find a man who is as good as Ji Muxiu and loves her deeply within three years, she must marry Ji Muxiu unconditionally. ]
****
His love for Xin'er is no longer just a day or two. It can be said that his love for Xin'er is almost beyond the sky!
All this is just because he loves her... Handsome and rich, he never lacks women by his side, but he only has an inexplicable affection for her.
The thoughts of memories were brought back by the strong liquor.
Ji Muxiu had a bitter smile on his lips, "Xin'er..."
Ji Muxiu thought of the set of photos Mosze had sent him, and his jealousy arose again. Such intimate photos, Xin'er's crimson cheeks... "Mosze!" he said forcefully.
He crushed a wine glass and the glass shards pierced into his broad palm.