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Of course it's a gift

He Zikai stood in front of Cheng Nuo, raised his right hand, and gently combed Cheng Nuo's messy hair.

"Go get your luggage and follow me." He Zikai moved his thin lips slightly and said a few words firmly.

The woman you want must go with you.

Cheng Nuo knew that this man wanted to marry him. Although he didn't know him, didn't understand him, and didn't even know why he wanted to marry her, this man exuded an aura of contempt for the world, and his words seemed to have no chance of rejection.

Cheng Nuo looked seriously at the man in front of him. This man was willing to take him away from this painful home. If he left, he would not be bullied by Xia Pei and Cheng Shanshan in the future, let alone look at him.

The life of the uncle's family looks like this. Will my life be a little more sunny?

Marry him? I have already lost my first time, and I have despaired of my love for He Tianyu. If I marry him, I will only be his wife by name and give myself a brand new start in life. In this way, my future will be better.

Wouldn't it be a little brighter?

"You...are you willing to marry me?" Cheng Nuo asked cautiously, and then he realized that he was a little intimidated by this man's aura and a little nervous to talk to him.

"Well..." He Zikai responded.

"Give me a home?" Cheng Nuo continued to ask, with no emotion visible in his clear eyes.

"..." He Zikai frowned slightly, is she so insecure?

"Yeah." He Zikai finally responded.

Cheng Nuo heard the answer he wanted in his heart. Now that he was like this, he was willing to marry him, and he would have a family. These were enough.

"I'll go get my luggage." Cheng Nuo pursed his lips and whispered.

He Zikai did not respond, but nodded slightly.

Watching Cheng Nuo go upstairs to pack his luggage, He Zikai glanced at the three people in the living room. He already knew what they thought of Cheng Nuo.

"Betrothal gift..." He Zikai said, "A seven-figure gift or an eight-figure business project, which one do you choose?"

Cheng Zhiming, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly stood up and looked at He Zikai, somewhat disbelieving what he just said.

I run a small Cheng's company, and the largest project is only six figures, but the one He Zikai gave me was an eight-figure project.

"Of course I need a gift, so I can buy the latest clothes..." Cheng Shanshan suddenly said happily, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Xia Pei.

"Shanshan..." Xia Pei looked at her daughter, "For such a big matter, listen to your father."

Xia Pei had already realized when He Zikai finished speaking. Although the gift was tempting, the eight-digit project funds were more. Moreover, Cheng Nuo married into the He family, and his own family was Cheng Nuo's only natal family.

At that time, Cheng Nuo was the cash cow of his family. As for Shanshan, just find someone richer for Shanshan in the future. Anyway, there are many rich men in the world.

Xia Pei's face changed instantly. He looked at He Zikai with enthusiasm and said, "Mr. He, it's rare that you love our Noonuo so much. Please take good care of our Noonuo in the future."

He Zikai glanced at Xia Pei and did not answer. With such fickleness and pretense, it would be a pity not to become an actor.

"Mr. Cheng..." He Zikai looked at Cheng Zhiming.

"Well, well." Cheng Zhiming responded quickly, knowing that He Zikai was urging him to answer, "Then, then I want the project." (To be continued)


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