When Jiang said this, Wu Qiqi's eyes reflected the dazzling luster of tourmaline, which gave rise to more affection.
At this moment, Duan Tianhua can be sure that Jiang mochuan likes his daughter very much. Moreover, his affection for Mengyu is not cultivated overnight. It can be said that he has deep feelings.
However, a new problem is in front of him: how to choose between Zhao Yong and Jiang mochuan?
On the other side is Zhao Yong, who shares his own interests. After a period of observation, he is mature and stable, and has a solid family background. He is also infatuated with Mengyu.
On the other side is Jiang mochuan, a younger generation who has lived with him for many years and knows his roots well. He grew up watching him grow up and can't understand him any more.
Both of them are extremely reliable son-in-law candidates. There is nothing to be picky about in terms of character, family background or attitude towards their daughter. Mengyu will live a happy life if she marries any one of them.
Parents of course want their daughter to marry a good family, but they can only choose one of them. This multiple-choice question is too difficult to solve.
"Uncle, don't you have faith in me?" Jiang mochuan is eager to know the other party's attitude, and his tone of voice can't help being impatient. "I promise that I will treat Mengyu well in the future. If there is anything that is not in place, I will let you beat and scold you, and never fight back!"
Hearing this, Duan Tianhua quickly waved his hand and said seriously, "mochuan, you have misunderstood me. I have no doubt about your sincerity. I know what kind of child you are
"What concerns do you have? As long as I can do it, you can say it. If there are any deficiencies, I will try to correct them. "
In order to get the other party's consent, Jiang mochuan put down all his pride and even begged.
However, when Duan Tianhua heard this, he felt even more embarrassed. He did not want to make a rigid relationship with Jiang, but he could not agree to his request. After all, marriage matters related to his daughter's life-long happiness, so he could not make a decision casually.
After pondering for a moment, Duan Tianhua returned all the documents Jiang mochuan had brought to him, and said in a positive tone: "I can't be the master of Mengyu. It's up to her to choose who she wants to marry, and now I can't agree with you. "
Duan Tianhua's tone is firm, but the content of this speech is ambiguous, it seems that there is no obvious tendency.
Jiang has been wandering in shopping malls for many years, and he has long developed the ability to observe and see things. He is good at understanding the inner thoughts from other people's words.
Therefore, he immediately realized that Duan Tianhua would not choose to take the initiative to stand on his side, at most he would be one of the candidates for his son-in-law.
Obviously, it is impossible to take advantage of his relationship with Duan's family.
Although Duan Tianhua did not directly say so, from his attitude, we can see that he has high expectations for Zhao Yong, and maybe the other party will become the first choice in his mind.
At this point, Jiang mochuan felt quite uncomfortable. He sighed slightly in his heart, adjusted his expression, and said with a light smile: "as long as you don't favor your subordinates, I will prove to you with practical actions that I am the most suitable person for Mengyu."
Duan Tianhua pulled the corners of his mouth and said nothing with a smile, which could be regarded as acquiescence to his words.
"Is Mengyu at home? I want to talk to her. " Jiang asked in a deep voice.
"She's walking in the backyard."
Duan Tianhua roughly guessed what he was going to say. He knew that there was no need to stop the two people from contacting each other, so he asked Jiang mochuan to try it himself.
Jiang mochuan said thanks, his long and straight legs alternately opened and went straight to the back yard.
At this time, Duan Mengyu is enjoying the flowers in the yard. She stands in front of a cluster of crabapple flowers, gently touching the petals and picking up a faint smile at the corners of her mouth.
Seeing her moment, Jiang mochuan squats down and stares at the woman in front of her.
Her beautiful and refined appearance, in the Begonia flower foil, more a trace of gentle elegance. Even if she was pregnant, her beauty was still not halved. Standing there was like a quiet and beautiful oil painting.
Jiang looked at her quietly, unaware of the drowning eyes.
Feeling that there are two hot eyes staring at her, she turned to look at the past person and asked him with a smile: "when did you come?"
The woman's soft voice pulled his free mind back. She said, "I heard you were in the backyard for a while, so I came here to look for you."
"Oh, what can I do for you?" She asked curiously, walking slowly in front of each other.
Jiang mochuan is a head higher than her. Under the illumination of natural light, part of the facial contour is hidden in the light and shadow, and some of them can't see his expression clearly.
Therefore, she did not find that Jiang's face was tinged with melancholy.
"Mengyu, I'm here today to propose marriage to your father." Jiang mochuan overflows from his lips, which sounds very clear.
Her response was slow. She didn't seem to understand the real meaning of the word "marriage promotion". Instead, she asked, "what kind of marriage do you propose?"
Jiang's helpless smile, word by word said: "I want to marry you, today I specially come to ask your father's opinion."She was so surprised that she could not speak for a long time. After a long time, she said, "this joke is not funny at all."
Hearing this, Jiang's heart suddenly hurt like a needle. He took a deep breath and gently grasped the woman's arm. The expression on his face became strange and solemn.
"Mengyu, I'm not kidding." Jiang mochuan frowned and his voice sank. "I like you very much. As long as you agree to marry me, I will agree to any conditions."
Seeing his serious expression, she finally understood that Jiang was sincerely expressing his feelings.
Although, she had refused him before, but did not expect that he would again at this time to confess, it is simply to add chaos to themselves.
It took a long time for Zhao Yong to win the trust of his father and successfully entered Duan's family. As a future son-in-law, he had the opportunity to meet with himself frequently.
If Jiang is allowed to stir up the situation, their plans will be affected.
Besides, she only loves Zhengnan and has no interest in other men. Of course, she should not give Jiang any hope.
Thinking of this, she tugged at his hands and said mercilessly, "I'm sorry, I can't accept your heart, and I won't marry you."
When she spoke, her expression was firm, her voice was cold and hard, and she seemed extremely cruel, leaving no chance for the other side at all.
Jiang mochuan had already been psychologically prepared, and asked in a tight voice, "why can't you consider me? We have always been in the same mind, have a good understanding, and we are very happy together. Mengyu, you... "
Before he had finished his words, she cut him off mercilessly.
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