Chapter 323

At this moment, song Xiaoya's nose suddenly turns sour, and she has an impulse to cry

she has been looking forward to Jiang Beichen's proposal for a long time, but this moment really comes. Don't know why, she will suddenly have this kind of heart sour mood.

Maybe I didn't expect this day to come so suddenly.

Before she gave Jiang Beichen so many explicit and implied, he has not understand, song Xiaoya is a little anxious.

It turned out that he knew that he pretended not to know what she thought, just to give her a surprise.

However, Jiang Beichen has not revealed a little bit of information to her, so that she has been in the dark, totally unaware of all this.

Think of these, song Xiaoya's eyes immediately some moist.

Jiang Beichen holds song Xiaoya from behind. Seeing that she hasn't answered for a long time, his body can't help being stiff. He asks with some urgency, "Song Xiaoya, answer me quickly."

This is his first marriage proposal, which is well prepared and belongs only to her.

When he said "marry me", Jiang Beichen, a man who has been through a long time and can deal with danger calmly, was a little nervous.

In such an exciting time, shouldn't this woman answer him loudly that I would like to?

Why is this woman silent instead of saying a word.

He was waiting for her answer. The tension of waiting was really not very good.

Then he found something wrong with song Xiaoya. From her slightly shaking shoulders, she seemed to cry.

Jiang Beichen's face sank, then loosened her, brow tight wrinkly, "cry what?"

Song Xiaoya slowly turned to face him and wiped the tears on her cheek with the back of her hand. She was so excited that she couldn't control her emotion. The tears still flowed out.

She has been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Jiang Beichen saw the tears on her face, and suddenly her face changed. She was a little flustered in her heart. Then she helped her wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes gently. "How did you cry?"

Song Xiaoya sniffed, then looked up at him, "what do you say, the wind is too strong, I didn't hear you clearly."

Seeing this, Jiang Beichen frowned, and then patiently repeated what he had just said

"marry me." Jiang Beichen repeated it as expected.

"Is this your proposal?"

"Why did I bring you here without proposing?" Jiang Beichen took a look at the fireworks in the sky and frowned.

If it wasn't for the purpose of proposing to her, would it be necessary for him to make these troublesome things.

"But no one proposed, empty handed..." Song Xiaoya took a look at Jiang Beichen, empty handed, pursed at him, muttering in a low voice.

Jiang Beichen understood and whispered in her ear, "wait for me for a minute."

As the voice dropped, he turned and ran away. Song Xiaoya stood in the same place, looking at the figure he left, his eyes full of amazement.

Sure enough, in less than a minute, he appeared again, strode back, and had a file bag in his hand.

Song Xiaoya is speechless. She thinks that Jiang Beichen understands her meaning and runs to get the flowers. It turns out that it's a document bag, so she can't help but be a little silly.

Shouldn't he come back to her with flowers in his hand? Why is there so much difference between the reality and her imagination?

Jiang Beichen came back, then stopped in front of song Xiaoya, raised his hand and handed her the document bag.

"What is this?"

"Open it up." Jiang Beichen low Mou stares at her to look at, then pursed thin lip, say.

All the colored lights on the rooftop lit up in an instant, and the surrounding vision became clear.

Song Xiaoya is a little curious and some are looking forward to opening the file bag. With the help of the light, she can see the stack of files clearly.

She took out the document, looked through it, and then was stunned, "are these your industries?"

What did he show her this for?

"Look down." Jiang Beichen did not answer her words, but said with his lips.

Song Xiaoya continues to look down curiously, and there is a draft contract behind Jiang Beichen's list of industries. After a brief look at the contents of the contract, song xiaoarden's surprised mouth couldn't be closed.

It says that Jiang Beichen will transfer all the real estate under his name to song Xiaoya. Moreover, Jiang Beichen has signed his name.

All?!

Song Xiaoya stares at the dog.

Looking at Song Xiaoya showing this shocked expression, Jiang Beichen was satisfied with the hook lips, "there are still below."

Song Xiaoya was in a trance for a while, and then continued to look through the file bag. There was a black card bag with many bank cards and credit cards in it.

"In the future, all my savings will be given to you." Jiang Beichen black Mou son's line of sight has been stopping on her face, the facial expression is gentle, very earnest.Song Xiaoya's mouth widened in surprise. She was a little nervous. She had never seen so much money before. "You know I'm stupid. What should I do if I lose it?"

Jiang Beichen originally thought song Xiaoya would be moved, but did not expect that this woman directly asked such a ridiculous question, let Jiang Beichen some can't help but laugh, "don't worry, can't lose."

Song Xiaoya's hands are shaking, but her heart is warm. I've always heard that those who give their bank cards to their wives are good husbands.

In the end, there is the last document in the bag, which is the business license of a company. The name of the company is Xiaoya clothing.

Xiaoya is a homonym of Xiaoya.

"This..." Is this for her, too.

"Satisfied with your present?" Jiang Beichen asked softly.

Song Xiaoya is a little funny. She gives a gift to a company. Jiang Beichen's proposal is really different.

A strong upstart breath came to her face, which made her a little absent-minded.

"Well What if I'm not satisfied? " After thinking about it, she curled her lips and asked deliberately.

On hearing her words, Jiang Beichen was a little displeased, "Song Xiaoya, my people have given you, money has also given you, you do not want to now, is to let me clean out of the house?"

This woman is really out of order.