Chapter 12 Marry me

As autumn begins, the temperature gradually cools down. At night, the autumn wind and rain blow on the wet streets. The warm little home looks particularly warm.

A person’s home is not a home, at most it is a house to settle down.

However, there was an extra man at home, and Jiang Xingxing had a helpless orphan heart, and now he had settled down.

The thing I want most every day is to get off work quickly, go home quickly, eat and watch TV with the man, grab the remote control on the sofa, and occasionally get intriguing, and the two of them can still have a fight.

After getting the bonus salary, Jiang Xingxing's first thought was to buy some money for the men at home, buy him cigarettes, or buy a shave or something.

Shang Jie is a rare man, very different from other men. He is not macho and he is peaceful and nests in her little house. He looks like a little wolf dog. He eats her and uses her to make her happy.

Perhaps it is because I have the confidence to know that all this has to be paid back.

That day, Jiang Xingxing was silent all the way. Shang Jie told jokes to tease her, and she just grinned perfunctorily, which made Shang Jie feel very uncomfortable.

In the evening, Jiang Xingxing made a large table of dishes, which he liked to eat on weekdays.

After taking a shower, Shang Jie still had black shorts and naked upper body, showing a plate-like abdominal muscles with distinct veins.

He was covered in a gust of heat, and a few drops of water were adorned on his tight skin.

Shang Jie used a soft white towel to wipe his short black hair, walked to the table, lowered his deep eyes, and looked at the steaming food.

He said nothing, walked to the sofa and sat down. He grabbed the table, Jiang Xingxing took a bite of the small bread that he thought was unpalatable and reluctant to throw, and started chewing it.

Jiang Xingxing:...

Where did this happen again?

She called out softly: "Mr. Shang, it's time to have supper."

"Miss Jiang seems to have not called me Mr. Shang for a long time."

"Mr. Shang hasn't called me Miss Jiang for a long time."

Shang Jie held the small bread that was chewed in his left hand and looked at her: "I don't like to beat around the bush, just say it right."

Since he was blunt, Jiang Xingxing stopped going around with him and said, "Well, you have been living in my house all the time, it seems like this is not a big deal, right?"

Shang Jie threw the bread, walked over and took the chair and sat opposite her. His tone slightly raised and his eyes narrowed: "Have you driven me?"

"No, no, how long do you love to live here? But now, I think you should restore your identity as the president of Shang Group. There are still many things waiting for you to deal with in the company."

She looked Shang Jie's face carefully: "What do you think?"

Since she was blunt, Shang Jie stopped talking nonsense and said: "I don't want to sit in that position. Every day I either sit in the office to process documents or meet customers, and I feel guilty about dinner and drinking. Behind me are a group of annoying people who praise you in person and scold you behind your back. They are extremely bored and bored."

Talking about his past life, Shang Jie's sword-brows were slightly sunken, and his eyes were filled with impatience.

Jiang Xingxing looked at him in shock. She never knew that the heir to the Shang Group, who had always been calm and decisive in doing things, would have such troubles.

"But you can't keep from going back."

Jiang Xingxing said in confusion: "Do you want to stay in my house for the rest of your life?"

Shang Jie rubbed his hair in annoyed manner, and his left ring finger tucked again. Jiang Xingxing noticed his movement. As long as his emotions fluctuate, he would always unconsciously tuck his ring finger.

I have to get a lot of information.

"Tell you the truth."

Jiang Xingxing sucked the tissue on the table with his claws, covered his eyes, and then the tears as big as beans rolled down, slid across his cheeks: "The Red House Theater is about to be demolished. It is where I grew up. I can't watch it disappear. You are the boss of Shang Group. As long as you say a word, you will definitely be able to keep the theater. Woo woo, just help me, okay?"

She wrung her nose with a tissue, and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Shang, please."

Shang Jie looked at her acting expressionlessly. Jiang Xingxing cried for a while. Seeing that there was no fluctuation in his heart, he knew that his awkward performance had been seen through by him at first glance.

Sure enough, Shang Jie spoke lightly: "Awkward."

Jiang Xingxing:...

Well, he can always see through her acting skills at a glance.

Shang Jie was silent for a moment, picked up the chopsticks and started eating. Seeing that his attitude was relaxed, Jiang Xingxing immediately sat down and picked up a piece of beef in his bowl, lowered his eyebrows and pleased him diligently: "Mr. Shang eat slowly."

Shang Jie said: "You can go back, you promise me something."

Jiang Xingxing's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

As long as he is willing to go back and raises a document, he can keep the theater and keep the troupe. Jiang Xingxing promises him everything!

"Get married with me."

He picked up another chopsticks of meat: "The meat was fried well today."

Jiang Xingxing:...

Don’t add a word when proposing to cook meat!

She looked at Shang Jie in shock. His expression was calm, and there was no ups and downs in his indifferent peach blossom eyes.

No joke.

"You...what did you say! How could I marry you!"

Even if she wants to save the troupe, she can't sell herself.

Shang Jie picked up his long and narrow peach blossom eyes and glanced at her coldly: "Nothing can be without a price. Jiang Xingxing, you want to rescue the theater troupe and let me sit back to that lonely and cold position. Then I will let you accompany me and live a life without freedom with me."

Jiang Xingxing frowned, and was a little unbelievable. Is Shang Jie so disgusted with his past life?

And what was wrong with her? She was actually talking about her future lifelong events with this man, just like she was talking about business.

It seems that marrying him has become a punishment, and he wants to be arrested and sent to prison. Isn’t half of the women in Jiangcheng want to marry the man in front of him?

What's going on?

She asked carefully again: "Then...if I agree, will we leave in the future?"

"cannot."

Jiang Xingxing:...

So this is not a kind of fake marriage transaction, it is a real marriage.

"So I still need your guarantee, I will never divorce me."

Shang Jie said calmly: "No matter what happens, you are not allowed to divorce me."

Jiang Xingxing muttered, "What else do you need to guarantee? If you really get to that point, I can't do it either."

Shang Jie smiled coldly. When Jiang Xingxing smiled, he actually read a helpless feeling from it, which was quite sad.

"There are many things that I can't control. If he wakes up..." Shang Jie didn't continue to say anything. He looked at Jiang Xingxing: "In short, the initiative must be in your hands. Don't sign the divorce agreement. As long as you don't sign it, we can be together forever, do you understand?"

Jiang Xingxing looked at him blankly: "But Mr. Shang, I haven't promised to marry you yet, but you are talking to me about the divorce..."

It's incredible.

"I won't force women."

Shang Jie leaned back slightly and said casually: "You think about it yourself, I won't force you."

"Mr. Shang, you said before that if I take you in and help you overcome the difficulties, you will also help me."

Jiang Xingxing frowned: "A man is a real man, and he has a word, how can you break your promise?"

Looking at her aggrieved look, Shang Jie smiled instead: "I promised you, but what I promised was to praise you to become famous, not to save you.

And before I could have fun, you would urge me to go back. Miss Jiang, I have been doing business for so many years, and I talk about the words fairness and integrity. Without fairness, how can I start with integrity?"

Jiang Xingxing knew that he could not tell him the fault, but the crisis of the troupe was imminent. Shang Group sent people to urge him every few days. If she did not move away, she would probably take forced action. She could not watch her grow up and destroy her home-like place.

"Mr. Shang... Shang Jie, you said you haven't had enough fun yet and don't want to go back. You... I will accompany you to the end, so would you like to go back as soon as possible?"

She trembled and couldn't even speak clearly.

With a "bang", he turned off the ceiling light. The rose red night light beside the wall covered the entire room with a beautiful tone. Shang Jie lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes were caged in his deep eyes, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

In the dark light, a man sneered—

"You want to play with me, and you know how I want to play, so you dare to say this?"

Jiang Xingxing's weak body, which seemed to be boneless, trembled even harder, and his fair face was also coated with a dark red tone.

"I can accompany you no matter how you play."

She was obviously extremely scared, but she still pretended to be strong. Shang Jie admired the changes in every inch of her expression on her face.

She was really scared.

A woman who has never even had a relationship, now mustered up the courage to face the most private topics between men and women.

"I'm willing to give it to me, but I don't want to marry me?"

The Shang Jie tune brought a little puzzled: "Why?"

"Not every woman wants to marry into a wealthy family."

Jiang Xingxing said calmly and sincerely: "I don't want to get married so early. I still have a dream that has not come true."

Shang Jie knew her persistence in acting, and he saw all her efforts over the past few days.

Shang Jie took out a slender cigarette, lit it, and threw the cigarette box on the table-
Chapter completed!