C534

Marry me

Shang Jin did not care about what happened to Liu Yiwei in the end, all he wanted now was to wait for Jian Ning to marry him.

After stealthily returning to his room, he went to the bathroom to wash his face and rinse his mouth, worried that Jian Ning would sense something.

Shang Jin felt that something was not right, but he couldn't think of a reason. He thought that she was angry, so he didn't think too much about it and just went to sleep.

Seeing that he was not coaxing her like in the past, under the darkness of the night, Jian Ning's face changed, she wished that she could kick him out of the bed.

However, when dawn broke, Shang Jin would still take good care of himself, just like before. This allowed her to gradually calm down.

In the afternoon, when Shang Jin returned, he saw Jian Ning alone in the garden, staring at the rose in front of him in a daze.

Sensing that someone had walked in front of him, he spoke without turning his head: "Shang Jin, how about we hold the wedding here?"

Her voice was very soft, like a gust of wind. For a moment, he thought it was all an illusion.

Without getting the answer he wanted to hear, Jian Ning's face immediately changed. She looked at him coldly: "What, you don't want to?"

"No, absolutely not." He immediately rejected it and then explained, "It just feels a little unreal."

That's right, her beloved person had suddenly promised her that after waiting for so long, this day had finally come. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't seem real.

Hearing this explanation, her mood improved a lot. She rolled her eyes at him and curled the corner of her lips.

"Then why didn't you propose to me? Could it be that you want me to propose to you?" she scolded.

If he still needed her to do this sort of thing, then Shang Jin wouldn't be able to marry her in this lifetime.

"Ah?" "Oh." It took Shang Jin a long time to react, he hurriedly took out the ring he wore and knelt in front of her with one knee.

"I didn't prepare a rose, but I have this garden full of roses as a witness. I will love and protect you … I will spoil you forever … Ning, marry me, and let me become your legal husband. You can tell other men that I am my wife."

Jian Ning was moved, as she stretched out her hand with red eyes: "If my mood is good today, then I'll promise you. If you dare treat me like how it was in the past, I won't want to see you again for the rest of my life."

Shang Jin excitedly put the ring on her head carefully, then held her hands tightly and kissed his.

"In this life, I will never give you the chance to let go." He smiled.

The reason why things went this way today, was because of what happened last night. It caused Jian Ning to be a little worried, and she anxiously wanted to prove her relationship with Shang Jin.

She lowered her head and looked at the ring on her hand, smiling silently. Now, she wanted to see who could snatch Shang Jin away from her.

While she was in a daze, Shang Jin had already hugged her tightly as he whispered into her ear, "Thank you, my Ah Ning."

He held her hand and under the sunset, the ring glowed a little. It was because of this that he trapped Jian Ning.

Leaning into his embrace, Jian Ning closed his eyes, enjoying the cool of the sunset, and tightly held Shang Jin's hands.

At this moment, the two of them were very happy. There was no one else stopping them. Only then were they able to quietly lean against each other.

When he returned to his room, Shang Jin gently placed Jian Ning on the bed.

"Pinch me. I feel like it's not real." All of this was like a dream.

After waiting for a while, Jian Ning still did not pinch him.

Luckily, it would hurt, so all of this was true. All of this was beautiful, but it was actually true.

He stood up and excitedly hugged Jian Ning, leaning on her shoulder and took a deep breath.

"Ah Ning, all of this is hard for me to imagine. Thank you." He took a deep breath around her neck.

Jian Ning hugged him back, a little unhappy in his heart. If she knew that he was scheming all this, he might not be so happy.

But Shang Jin quickly stood up and walked around the room.

"Your stomach is still relatively small, so your clothes can still be covered. We have to hurry up and finish the wedding." After muttering to himself for a while, he decided to call Uncle Liu over and let him do it with him.

Jian Ning just watched quietly from the side. When he stopped, she walked up and hugged him from behind.

"I don't like too many people. You can decide for yourself." She was always a little anxious, afraid that someone would snatch Shang Jin away.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely give you a wedding that belongs to both of us." Therefore, how could this wedding not be grand?

Seeing that he was so happy, Jian Ning could not refute him and agreed to his request.

In the following period of time, Jian Ning finally experienced what it meant to be bored, and as everyone in the villa was busy, he was the only one left.

On this day, after she finished looking at Wen Lengyun, she arrived in front of Zhang Xianzhe's tombstone and looked at it quietly.

"Look, I'm already getting married. If you were here, you would definitely bless me." Her eyes were red.

If it wasn't for him blocking the blade for her previously, she might not have this blessing right now.

She couldn't help but recall that when she was with Zhang Xianzhe before, he had always understood her and taken great care of her.

"Yin Zhe, if you can really sense it, then bless me." In the end, Zhang Xianzhe had an existence in his heart.

Tears rolled down her face, and she covered her mouth in silent tears.

"This is the last time I'll cry for him, okay?" Shang Jin soundlessly walked behind her, held her waist, and handed her a pure white handkerchief.

Jian Ning nodded, she knew what she should do, and said while choked with sobs: "Don't worry, I know what I should do."

She held his hand, smiled at Zhang Xianzhe's tombstone, and said: "From now on, it's our family that will come to see you."

On the other hand, Shang Jin tightly held her hand, and silently said in his heart: "I will bring your share of love to love her."