Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Jing Tong felt relieved and his eyes were a little hot.

"Hmm..." Her voice choked slightly, "Jiang Yu, thank you... Dad is dead, enough to repay everything he owes, I don't want public opinion to continue to criticize him..."

Therefore, Jing Tong is really grateful to let Dad keep this quiet after his death. It's just that she couldn't say this before the election, but now that the election is over, and Jiang Yu has justly won, she naturally doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

Jiang Yu seemed relieved and chuckled: "So, my decision was correct at that time. Otherwise, even if you didn't say anything, you would secretly blame me."

"No... no. After all, this was what Dad meant..." Jing Tong sighed softly, with a sad look and a daze. "I know, he wants me to be the president's wife without worries... In a sense, I have indirectly fulfilled his long-cherished wish..."

"No, I think she just wants you not to be embarrassed because of his existence. As for not being the president's wife..." Jiang Yu said with a slight smile, "Your father may not want you to marry me, after all, he always feels that no one is Support you, I will bully you."

Jing Tong had a sour nose, and almost wept.

"...Yes." She nodded. "He said the same in his suicide note. But he also said that he believed I would not let you bully."

She nodded and said that she also agreed with this statement.

"I dare not." Jiang Yu smiled and stroked her cheek, then the tone became serious. "When your father's first seven, I will accompany you to pay tribute to his old man in front of his tombstone. By the way, I became The President’s news told him."

Jing Tong froze for a moment: "Are you free? I can go alone..."

"I'm still his son-in-law anyway. This kind of intention still needs to be." Jiang Yu tightened her up a bit. "For me in the future, he is no longer anyone, but your father, my father-in-law. I naturally have to fulfill the responsibilities of a younger generation."

Jing Tong listened stunnedly, but he couldn't help but stretched his arms around him.

"Jiang Yu, thank you...really..." She paused, and added a stern voice, "But let me remind you, I haven't promised to marry you..."

Speaking of the last sentence, she was somewhat emboldened.

Although this man now proposes to her, she will not refuse most of the time, but he hasn't asked for it yet.

It was just when the two were chatting that they seemed to have determined that this was a matter of time. She had to emphasize such a sentence, a little bit more... But who made her too full of words before, it is not easy to face oneself.

Jiang Yu rubbed her hair and gave a soft whisper: "The same is true, do you agree?"

Jing Tong was stunned: "Are you asking for marriage?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly: "Can't it? ... wait for you."

With that said, he reached out to reach the bedside table and touched a small fleece box for a long time.

This is the ring box.

Jing Tong was stunned. He could only stare at him and opened the box, pointing the ring at her so that she could see clearly: "This ring has been in my hand for a few days, I haven't found it Opportunity... Do you want to wear it?"

The tone is as easy as asking her, do you want to eat?