Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

No matter how much she was afraid, this moment had come.

With that charming smile on the corner of Mu Xicheng's mouth, he walked up to her with a straight and tall figure, stretched out his hand to stroke her hair: "Little elf, with me here, I will never let you shed a single tear."

Mengkui just stood awkwardly.

She could feel that Jian Chenche was looking at her!

Mu Xicheng took out a blue velvet ring box from the flower basket, opened the lid, and let the side of the ring face her.

A sapphire blue goose egg ring, the huge gemstones bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

Mu Xicheng knelt on one leg, held Meng Kui's hand, and kissed the back of it.

"marry me."

"..."

"As long as you agree, I will marry you right away, and I will take you with me wherever I go." Mu Xicheng spoke affectionately, and even Jing Jiaren was moved by his professional acting skills.

"If you don't agree, I will continue to propose, pursue you, and take care of you until you accept me..."

"..."

"Little elf, I love you, and I won't marry unless you are the one."

Mengkui raised her head abruptly, her gaze passed Jing Jiaren and Ximen Longting, she was just a servant and had no right to make decisions for herself.

Moreover, Ximen Longting arranged such a good man for her, she was hypocritical, not even a single strand of hair was worthy of her.

Meng Kui's eyes flicked one by one, and everyone was waiting for her decision.

Her eyes fell on Jian Chenche. He turned his face sideways, a cigarette was burning in his hand, and the smoke was lingering.

Mengkui's heart sank, it was impossible to wait until Jian Chenche stopped her...

Stop wishful thinking.

"Xiao Kui, I think Mr. Mu is sincere to you." Jing Jiaren didn't tell Meng Kui in advance that this was just a play in order to achieve a realistic effect.

After all, Mu Xicheng is a professional actor, but Ke Mengkui is not.

In order to draw out her truest expression, so...

"I," Mengkui tried to smile, and the broken light rose in her eyes again, "I am willing."

Jian Chenche's stiff body moved, and he pinched his hand vigorously, the smoke was crushed in his fingers.

The sparks from the cigarette butt were wrapped into his palm, scalding him so much that he didn't feel any pain.

Mengkui nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes, and said in a heavy voice, "I am willing, Mr. Mu, I am willing!"

After completing this last task, she can...retire.

Ye Xin's hands trembled, I couldn't stabilize the water glass, my cheeks turned gray with anger.

Tonight is definitely her most humiliating night...

After being ridiculed by these nobles in turn, she was no match for Meng Kui.

But now, this woman who was inferior to her in everything since she was a child has climbed a high branch, jumped into the dragon gate, and easily entered the upper class!

"Congratulations!" Jing Jiaren raised her drink with a smile, "Cheers to Mr. Mu and Xiaokui's marriage."

"Cheers! []~(￣▽￣)~*" Wen Xinnuan smiled and stood up.

"Fool, why are you crying?" Mu Xicheng gently wiped the tears from the corners of Mengkui's eyes, "Too happy?"

"Hmm..." Mengkui's heart sank uncomfortably, "I'm really happy, I'm happy!"

"Mr. Mu, Xiaokui agreed to your wedding, when do you plan to get married?"

"The sooner the better," Mu Xicheng smiled handsomely, "I can't wait to take her away."

"Take her away?" Jing Jiaren deliberately raised her voice, watching Jian Chenche from the corner of her eyes, "Back to America?"

"Go around the honeymoon first..."

Jian Chen Che's Yintang turned black, he had difficulty breathing, and his heart was pierced with countless holes!