Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 1009

"Zhang Rui, you can't lie to me, you must have me in your heart."

"Is it important to have you or not?" Zhang Rui answered suddenly, and he finally met Rong Yue's questioning and persistent eyes.

The two stood very close, Rong Yue hooked Zhang Rui's neck, and Zhang Rui's hand was on Rong Yue's waist.Handsome men and beautiful women stood hugging each other, looking extraordinarily ambiguous and well-matched.

"Although you cut off Shen Lingfeng's hand, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have been so impulsive at the time. Rong Yue, I'm with you, have you ever thought about his feelings? Have you ever thought about your brother's feelings? You When can you be more mature and be able to think for the people around you?"

Rong Yue's beautiful eyes lit up, and she asked eagerly: "So, you actually like me in your heart, right?"

Zhang Rui let go of the hand on Rong Yue's waist, lowered his head and sighed helplessly.

He leaned his back against the wall, lowered his head, and half of his face was buried in the shadows. Such light made his facial features more three-dimensional and serene.

Rong Yue sent a hand to hook his neck, and said softly and quietly: "Zhang Rui, as long as you like me, I will not give up. I know that I have a lot of bad things in me, and I know that I have caused a lot of trouble, but I will change it. , One day, I will let you accept me willingly."

Zhang Rui chuckled, and said casually: "One day? Sorry, I am too old, and I will marry a wife and have children to live in two years, so I don't have time—"

"You marry, you marry if you have the ability, surnamed Zhang, if you dare to marry, I will dare to kill! If you marry one, I will kill the other! I will see who you have children with!"

Zhang Rui: "...Okay, stop making trouble, let's go."

Zhang Rui started to chase people away.

After so many days, Rong Yue managed to catch him once, how could he be sent away so easily, she grabbed Zhang Rui's hand, refusing to move.

During the dispute between the two, Rong Yue's hand accidentally grabbed Zhang Rui's back, and then she stopped moving.

As soon as she shook off Zhang Rui's hand, she was about to go around and look behind him!How could Zhang Rui let her succeed, he grabbed her arm and hid back.

Then, Rong Yue did something that ordinary girls would not do well.

She tore off the towel wrapped around Zhang Rui's waist.

Zhang Rui: "..."

Taking advantage of the beautiful man's hiding time, Rong Yue finally got his wish and saw Zhang Rui's entire back.

There were more than a dozen ugly scars on the man's bronzed and strong back.

The scab had just faded from the wound, showing a tender pink color, which was particularly shocking when compared with Zhang Rui's bronze complexion.

Rong Yue's nose soured, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Zhang Rui wrapped up the bath towel, turned around and saw Rong Yue who was dejected.

Rong Yue is indeed capricious, but she is not stupid, she immediately understood the origin of his injury.

Rong Yue was crying so hard, she looked up at Zhang Rui, and sobbed, "Is it very painful?"

Zhang Rui hated seeing a woman cry the most, let alone this difficult lady crying. Seeing her stalking, he finally made a big move.

He stopped talking nonsense with this woman, grabbed her by the arm, dragged her to the door, opened the door, he pushed Rong Yue out rudely and arbitrarily, and then quickly closed the door.

After finishing all this, Zhang Rui breathed a sigh of relief. He sat down on the sofa in the living room, lit a cigarette, listened to the faintly heard woman crying outside, and remained silent.

Half an hour later, the faint crying finally stopped, Zhang Rui cut off the fourth cigarette, and was about to go to sleep, when he suddenly remembered that the woman seemed to be holding his wallet just now.

Zhang Rui hurriedly picked up the wallet that had fallen on the sofa, opened it, and at first glance, he saw the contents inside.

Zhang Rui threw the wallet aside and leaned his head on the sofa.

He raised his hand and wiped his face weakly, silently in his heart: What kind of shit is this!
(End of this chapter)