After several contacts with him, she concluded that this person must not be as he appeared on the surface. After all, Xi's eldest son was unlikely to be a straw bag. It seemed that she had to deal with it carefully. With so many people waiting for her alone, she must be
There is something important.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little late." She smiled demurely and pulled out a chair by the table to sit down, waiting for the old president to speak. She concluded that the majestic-looking old man would not waste time.
Sure enough... She had just sat down when he immediately spoke, "Xinli, are you twenty-four?"
"Yes...that's right." Xinli responded reflexively. Is Xi's meeting today related to her age?
"Xinli, I want you to marry my son Mingyuan."[
"Gah??" Xinli almost choked to death from the saliva that came up. What is going on? Is this the content of today's so-called important meeting? Determining her lifelong events?
She looked at Xi Mingyuan sitting next to the old president, indifferent. He didn't seem to object?
She objected! Why should she marry a guy who she met no more than ten times and a total of less than sixty minutes? Besides, she didn’t want to have to deal with this handsome young man with gold foil. Rich people usually have many bad habits, such as getting one or two
A heavy necklace was hung around her neck to show her wealth. Thinking of this, she glanced at Xi Mingyuan secretly. Well, he didn't have a necklace as thick as a pinky finger around his neck. That didn't mean she was going to marry him. She signed it.
It's a work contract, but there is no deed of sale.