The sky is completely bright, and the servants are cleaning the fallen leaves and petals in the garden.
In the European-style pavilion, the delicious morning tea gave off a tempting aroma. Wen Xinnuan couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food and ate a lot. Meng Kui didn't move at all and acted very hesitant.
"Isn't this a good thing? He proposed to you. You can do whatever you want to do."
Jing Jiaren took a sip of water and answered nonchalantly.
"Master..."
"Ximen Longting doesn't interfere. He says you have the right to make your own choices. Whether you choose Mr. Mu or Jian Mensao, he won't object."
Ximen Longting said that men have a very mean mentality. The more they cannot get something and the closer they are to losing it, the tighter they will hold on to it.
If you can be sure of winning, your attitude will become lazy.
so……
Jing Jiaren turned around and glanced at Jian Chenche, who was also silent. He also didn't move a word.
I originally thought that Ximen Longting would definitely side with him, but now that he heard the answer, his expression changed.
"Why?" Mengkui asked confused, "Don't the young master need Mr. Jian's help?"
"But you are my very important friend, and your happiness is more important." Jing Jiaren said calmly, "Ximen listens to me, and whatever I say will be whatever I say. I want you to make your own decision."
"beautiful woman……"
"My advice, though, is that you choose the person you want to spend the rest of your life with, not the person you're desperately trying to please."
Jing Jiaren's words clearly focused on Mu Xicheng's choice.
Wen Xinnuan swallowed a mouthful of cake: "Like."
Jian Chenche's expression changed a bit. He thought that the last trump card in his hand could turn the situation around, but who knew...
"When you meet someone who doesn't understand you, doesn't think you are interesting, and doesn't want to spend time getting to know you, you have to learn to let him go, instead of embarrassingly proving it to him again and again." Jing Jiaren smiled to Wen Xin.
Put scented tea on a warm cup.
Lavender tea has a faint fragrance...
Wen Xinnuan nodded: "Domineering, praise."
Meng Kui: "..."
Jian Chenche suddenly stood up from the stone chair, his whole body filled with anxiety as if a storm was about to come.
Jing Jiaren looked at him calmly: "Jian Mensao, if you don't like her, just let her go."
"..."
"To marry you and live a hard life with you, it would be better for her to marry a man who is knowledgeable, knowledgeable, romantic, treats her well, and cares about her."
Jian Chenche's shoulders twitched uncontrollably, and he was so angry that he wanted to smash the Roman column in front of him with a punch.
Mengkui's hand held the ring tightly, her warmth already contained in her palm...
"Beauty, you are right, a marriage without love is a grave."
"..."
"I think I know what to do." Her happiness is not important, the important thing is that Jian Chenche's happiness cannot be tied up.
Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes. If Ximen Longting's guess was correct, Jian Chenche would collapse completely if he couldn't hold on for two days.
Anyway, he has already agreed to marry Meng Kui, and he has already crossed the bottom line...
He is obviously a dying grasshopper, still making his last struggle in vain.
"I still think I can give birth to a child for Mr. Jian, but... no marriage is required." Mengkui said after careful consideration, "I just don't know if Mr. Mu will agree..."
How can any man tolerate his fiancée giving birth to another man's child?
Jian Chenche's black eyes were dim, and pain flashed under them!