Feng Xing raised his eyebrows, closed the computer with a snap, and waited for her to continue.
Qianxun took a few more deep breaths, her face flushed. The knife in her hand was made in Germany and was extremely sharp. It trembled with a cold light and was tightly held in her hand, with the joints showing ferociously.
The color is blue, which shows how excited she is at the moment.
"If you really can't be cured, no matter what you become in the future, I will marry you and serve you for the rest of my life." This is what she thought. If Fengxing is really not a real man, even if he
He is the president of Feng Group, so it is difficult to find someone who sincerely wants to marry him.
Anyway, the chance of her senior brother falling in love with her was very slim. She had also sworn that she would not force her senior brother to treat her as a lifelong responsibility because of her master's dying wish and her selfishness.
Since she cannot marry the man she loves in this life, let her protect another poor man and try to make him live as happily as possible.
Feng Xing was extremely surprised, he couldn't understand the meaning of Qian Xun's words at all.
He lowered his head and looked at the dull pain. It was just a fracture. It was not serious. It would be fine in a month at most.
She told him like this, as if she knew he had some kind of incurable terminal disease and was doing a good deed to take him in.
Qianxun saw him visiting his little brother and felt nervous. Did he notice it? Did he begin to suspect that something was wrong with him? Chu Xuan said that unless it was absolutely necessary, he must not tell him anything that might cause permanent damage, lest he
I was accidentally frightened, leaving a psychological shadow that really cannot be cured.
Sickness of the mind is always more difficult to cure than sickness of the body.
"Are you proposing to me?" His deep black eyes flashed with complicated light, looking directly at her who was embarrassed.
"Well... let's go." She lowered her head and played with the knife in her hand. The suspicious blush on her cheeks spread to behind her ears, and even her snow-white neck was dyed a crystal pink. "I have prerequisites.
Yes, it only counts if your illness is not good."
If he gets better, she will immediately pack up her luggage and run away, hiding far away in the horizon, imitating an ostrich and burying her head deep in the sand, forgetting every word she said today.
"Are you so sure that I will marry you?" He glanced over and spoke calmly.
Has the true purpose been revealed?
Or perhaps, this was the real reason why Tang Yue ordered her to get close to him.
Although he had never found out that Qianxun had any involvement with the little witch, after that night of being "infatuated with Ye Scorpion", there was almost no interaction between the two women.
Of course, just because he can't find it doesn't mean it's not there. With the meticulousness of the little witch's mind, it's not impossible to avoid his eyes and ears and complete everything without anyone noticing.
He decided to wait for her to reveal herself.
Waiting and waiting, just when he thought he was being suspicious and making a mistake in judgment, she said these words.
If the injury doesn't heal, marry him and take care of him for the rest of your life.
She wanted him to be moved and really fall in love with her, and then, at the right time, Tang Yue would appear and humiliate her as usual, and then completely realize her real purpose of setting this trap.