Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Jolin looked blearily at the man in front of her and gradually frowned, "sorry, I can't accept your proposal."

"Why?"

He dared to ask why?

She pursed her lips and said, "we only met for the first time today..."

"First time?" The man was stunned for two seconds, and then looked at her absently.

That look clearly seems to be familiar with her.

Jolin gently pulled the corner of Yan Huan's clothes and whispered, "Huanhuan, do you know this man?"

Yan Huan shook his head, "I haven't seen it."

The man pulled back his knees, got up and looked at her gloomily, "sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Wilson."

Jolin felt familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it.

Yan Huan was very excited, "Lin, Wilson! The richest family in New York City, this hotel is their home!"

Jolin looked at her with a blank face.

How can the rich in New York City have anything to do with her?

Yan Huan held her hand with bright eyes. "My baby Linlin, you have to seize this money tree. The Wilson family has never lost the calendar family. The most important thing is that their family has only one son! You married a proper hostess!"

Jolin looked at her silently, "Huanhuan, don't be so excited..."

The gentle male voice interrupted her, "there is a spiral fountain in front. If you are lucky, you can see the rainbow. I don't know if I have the honor. Please go and have a look?"

Before she could answer, Yan Huan pushed her out, "she has time! You'd better talk more!"

Jolin had no choice but to leave with Wilson.

Yan Huan watched the two people disappear in pairs, and the corners of his mouth expanded uncontrollably.

Just then, the elevator door opened and a tall and straight figure broke into her sight.

Yan Huan was stunned and quickly rubbed his eyes. He saw Ji Yunchen running in the direction of her

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Garden path.

Jolin kept watching the man on her side.

Impeccable appearance, polite manners and impressive bearing make a noble gentleman.

According to Yan Huan, her family is an art family at best. She doesn't have much money. Where can she meet such an excellent young man?

"Mr. Wilson, did we really know each other before?"

Wilson stood still, a pair of bright and deep blue eyes watching her with deep affection.

"Yes, I can never forget the amazing when I first met you. After so many years, you are still in my memory."

She frowned slightly, "but I had an accident some time ago and lost some memory. I really don't remember how we met."

She even wondered how the two developed their relationship to the point of proposing marriage.

Was she affectionate before?

Wilson looked at her gently. "Seven years ago, I followed my father to China. I was lucky to hear your piano recital. At that time, I became your fan."

"Hey?"

Jolin stared at him, "so... I don't know you?"

The man's white face was flushed. "I didn't speak Chinese at that time. I only left a group photo. I came to China this time to pursue you."

Jolin: "

Her silence made the man especially nervous.

She could even see the tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Mr. Wilson, I still can't accept your proposal."

Wilson said impatiently, "but I really like you. For seven years, I haven't forgotten your voice and smile and your beautiful piano sound. I bet your present husband won't love you more than me!"

When Ji Yunchen was mentioned, her face froze.

Ji Yunchen must be less infatuated with feelings than men.

The woman's long silence made Wilson look forward. He suddenly took her hand, knelt down again, and looked at her with red eyes.

"As long as you promise to marry me, I am willing to give you half of my family property and promise to love you only in my life. If I empathize and don't love you in the future, I will leave the house."

She was shocked by the man's heroic words and forgot to take out her hand for a moment.

If what Yan Huan said is true, the little Mr. Wilson in front of him is worth at least more than 100 billion.

Such a person... Willing to give up all his wealth in order to marry her?

It does sound sincere.

She couldn't react for a moment. Just then, a cold face suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

She was stunned for two seconds and quickly rubbed her eyes. Instead of disappearing, the man was getting closer and closer to her.

Some people are born with their own aura and stand out from the crowd forever.

What's more, he has a face full of demons.

Ji Yunchen hurried over, and the shallow pupil immediately locked her hand strongly held by Wilson.

She jerked back her hand and lowered her head with a guilty conscience.

Wilson noticed the changes in the atmosphere around him, got up and looked back, and saw an extremely handsome man standing behind him.

His height is extremely eye-catching among Oriental people, and the man in front of him is even taller than him. The aura is so compelling that people can't look directly at him.

Before he understood the man's back, the other party suddenly opened his mouth, "Why are you standing there? Come here."

Jolin raised her head in a daze and looked at Ji Yunchen in disbelief.

When did he... Become so gentle?

Isn't it the calm before the storm?

She shook her head. "No."

Ji Yunchen not only didn't get angry, but the radian of the corner of his lips raised a few points, "I'll let you come and be obedient."

The tone did not change, but the fool could hear the extra threat.

She's even less likely to agree.

She stood still, and the man's smile grew bigger and bigger.

Wilson also felt something wrong. He opened his hand in front of Jolin and looked at the man. "Who are you? Why do you order her like this?"

Ji Yunchen didn't look at him, but his eyes were always fixed on Qiao Lin.

"Lin, tell me who I am?"

She hardened her head and said, "he... Is my husband."

Wilson's face changed, and his handsome face tightened in an instant. "It's you who robbed my angel."

"Angel?" Ji Yunchen smiled angrily. He tilted his head slightly, and a bright golden pupil burst out a bloodthirsty light, "who gave you the courage to call my wife like that?"

Wilson frowned slightly. "She is your wife now, which doesn't mean she will be in the future. I'm Wilson. From today on, I officially declare war on you!"

Ji Yunchen picked his eyebrows and just looked at him with his lips. His eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

Wilson's face turned red, like an oath: "she will be Mrs. Wilson in the future!"

Ji Yunchen didn't speak. He just stretched out his hand and hooked his hook finger in the direction of Qiao Lin.

Jolin hesitated for a second or two, then walked to the man, and her low voice came down from her head, "wait for me outside the flower gallery."

She gave a cry and turned out.

As soon as I stepped down the steps, there was a loud noise behind me.