Murong He'er stared at Murong Jihao closely and said firmly: "I don't care whether my brother agrees or not. Anyway, in this life, I just want to marry him. I don't want anyone else except him."
Murong Jihao sighed secretly, recalling that for so many years, she silently thought about Zhan Muchen and waited for him to appear in Dongfang City a pitifully few times a year. This persistence was indeed very valuable to her.
.
Why couldn't he see it before? Every time Zhan Muchen went to Dongfang City to discuss business with him, his sister always followed him and said she wanted to learn from him about business. It turned out that she wanted to see Zhan Muchen more, but...
In his impression, Zhan Muchen had never paid attention to her, and he even doubted whether he knew that such a girl existed.
His sister's stubborn recognition of Zhan Muchen and the feelings behind her could not be wiped away by him saying "no". He thought for a while and then said: "Are you sure he has feelings for you?"
After hearing this, Murong He'er's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and she shook her head: "I'm not sure." She suddenly raised her head again, her eyebrows brightening, "But, his attitude towards me recently is different from before.
, he didn’t even bother to look at me in the past, but now he is willing to talk to me and drink the soup I sent. Brother, I still have a chance, right? "
Murong Jihao has been dependent on this sister since he was a teenager and grew up together. Although they have a grandmother, she is bedridden all year round and basically does not have much emotional communication with them. He is just a grandson to her.
It was just the respect and love that an elder should have, and the only one who really had a deep relationship with him was the sister in front of him.
If the target is not Zhan Muchen, if it is just an ordinary boy, he will definitely support her if he sees her so persistent and obsessed. It doesn't matter to him whether the person is poor or rich. He has no concept of being a good match, as long as he has character
No matter what is good for her, he will never object.
But it was Zhan Muchen that she fell in love with.
After working in the industry for so many years, who doesn’t know that Mr. Zhan is a cold-faced and ruthless person? Anyone who works or deals with him will be fine if they don’t offend him. Once he accidentally offends this violent lion, he will be ruined at any time.
possible.
Although he also knows that shopping malls are like battlefields, and kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself, Zhan Ye's iron-fisted methods still make many people in the industry fear him.
If Zhan Muchen really liked He'er, he might consider letting them be together, but he could clearly feel that Zhan Muchen had no friendship at all for He'er.
He rubbed his forehead, looked at his sister with firm and persistent eyes, moved his lips, and said in a gentle voice: "Brother is not against you being with Mr. Zhan, but the premise is that he is really willing to be with you. If he
If you don't like you, don't force yourself. He'er, there are many good men in this world, and he's not the only one."
Murong He'er bit her lip and said firmly: "There are many good men in this world, but there is only one brother Mu Chen. Do you think there is any other man in this world who can compare with him?"
Murong Jihao sighed silently. It is true that Zhan Muchen is the most outstanding person among individuals. Whether it is ability, background, or appearance, he is the most outstanding person among all the people he has met. But just because he is so outstanding,
He didn't believe that his sister could control him.
For a man like him, the woman who can be by his side must be an extraordinary character, and may even be a strong woman that cannot even match most men. Without that ability, how could he be captured?
Live in Master Zhan’s heart?
But seeing that his sister was so determined, he couldn't say much. After thinking about it, he changed the topic: "There are three guests at home, staying in the two rooms on the far left on the second floor. I will go there tomorrow."
Introduce them to you, it’s already so late now, you should go back to your room first.”
"Guest?" Murong He'er looked tired, "What kind of guest is it?"
Apart from Zhan Muchen, their family has never had any outsiders live in their house for so many years. In her eyes, Zhan Muchen has long been one of her own. Who are those three guests?
Thinking of those two girls, the corners of Murong Jihao's lips twitched again unconsciously. He smiled helplessly and said: "Anyway, they are a few special guests... one of them has to be responsible for the medical treatment, so He
You have to be polite to them, you know?"
Murong He'er raised her eyebrows and curled her lips: "As long as they don't offend me, I will definitely be polite to them, don't worry."
After she finished speaking, she picked up the bag on the sofa and walked to the second floor excitedly, walking briskly and humming happily.
Looking at her cheerful back, Murong Jihao's heart sank again. Those two girls didn't look any more docile than He'er, and there was no telling what sparks would be created when these three people collided.
He rubbed his forehead, only twice before he suddenly stopped and looked at his palms in shock.
Weird, why did you only rub your forehead so much today?
After thinking about it, I suddenly remembered that I had made an appointment with Zhan Muchen to be a guest at home tomorrow...
He rubbed his forehead again, feeling complicated. Things seemed more complicated than his mood.
Speaking of Yu Xibiluo and for some reason, he stayed in the room peacefully and never went out. When he came out of the shower for some reason, he couldn't believe his eyes. He saw those two
The girl collapsed on the ground, surrounded by two semicircular watermelon rinds and the spoon they used to dig out the watermelon flesh.
There are more than 20 kilograms of watermelon that have been cut in half. Now basically only the white rind on the outside is left. God, it is more than 20 kilograms! What is the concept of this?
Look at those two people, paralyzed on the ground, unable to move now! Why can't they move? Just look at their bellies. They look like women who are five or six months pregnant. Their entire bellies are arched and rounder than a watermelon.
Do you think they can move?
This time he inexplicably didn't rub his forehead, because he knew that if he rubbed it again, it would be like that, and no matter how much he rubbed, his forehead would still ache.
He walked over directly, put away the watermelon rind and spoon and knife that were thrown on the ground, and then walked to the two of them, "Do you want me to help?"
Bi Luo reacted first, nodded and stretched out his hand.
After thinking about it, I felt that it was not safe to pull her up, so I might as well just hug her up. After thinking about it, I did so and carried her directly to the bed, and then went over to pick her up and put her down directly.
Go to bed.
As soon as he put her on the bed, Yu Xi suddenly frowned and screamed:
"Don't move, don't move, my stomach hurts, don't touch me!"