"Do you think we shouldn't get married?" Xi Mingyuan called the waiter to order a drink, with a gentle tone and an expression that it didn't matter, but damn, his words sounded like it was a matter of course for them to get married. It seemed like they were getting married. The task is as simple as frying cabbage. Heat the pot, add oil, add vegetables, stir-fry, add seasonings, and then plate.
"I think so." She was very sure that if they got married, they would be the best examples of resentful couples in the 21st century. Most marriages between wealthy families were for business purposes. She did not have a prominent family background to match the Xi family, and class would be invisible. There is nothing between them, not to mention that they have no basic feelings. Princess Diana's end is the best proof. They are even a couple blessed by many people. She still has illusions about love, but that is only for ordinary men. For a man with a similar net worth to her, balance is the guarantee for a long-term marriage.
"I don't think so." He put down the stirring silver spoon and sipped the coffee. He smiled so much that she wanted to throw the coffee in her hand at him. After a few more laughs, their marriage was a foregone conclusion. This man didn't have any opinion. ? Even marriage seems to be at the mercy of others, just like a puppet at the mercy of others.
She sighed weakly, Old Man Xi, oh, I shouldn't say President Xi, had probably already called her home to inform her parents.