The guard who went back to report saw Gong ting with his negative hand standing on the steps. He quickly bowed his head and said respectfully, "Mr. Gong."

Gong Ting looked at him faintly, like a thrush with a faint hostility in his eyes. He waved, "don't report to the Duke. Let them go."

Pro Wei was stunned. He saw Gong Zheng walking into the night with a dull look. How could he feel that his figure was so poor, as if he had been abandoned.

When the car drove out of the Duke's mansion, it did not encounter interrogation and interception. Wei Anning took a long breath until he left Gong Jue's mansion far behind.

Beside her, Leng Youchen put one hand on the window and the other on the steering wheel. Seeing her relieved look, he raised his eyebrows. "It's not because he refused me. Why resist marriage?"

Everyone is smart. I guess the Duke's main purpose tonight is not for Dora, but for marriage.

Once the Duke announces his marriage to the palace family, the dignitaries present will immediately know which side they should choose to stand on. After all, the palace family is rich and invincible.

With the support of the palace family, most members of Congress will stand on the Duke's side. Even if Wei Anning is half Asian, they will support her.

But she escaped.

"Since ancient times, marriage is to stabilize the interests of both sides, and I have no profit. Why should I agree to marriage?" Wei Anning said faintly.

"Just because of this?"

"Yes." Wei Anning nodded. She knew in her heart that the Duke would not marry for marriage. He must have a deeper purpose, such as her identity and the birthmark on her back, which is a symbol of royal family members and is rare in a hundred years.

When she thought about what he was going to do, she was in a cold sweat. Did he want to push her to that position?

In front of the red light, Leng Youchen slowly stopped the car and turned to look at her, "if you really like him, how can you compare the form of marriage? Wei Anning, I can't understand you anymore. "

"Then don't look." Wei Anning turned his head and looked out of the window. The night was deep. The closer he was to the urban area, the thicker the fog was, and the brighter the light of the street lamps was.

What thrilling events had just happened in the mountain city had gone away from her, but if the Duke had made up his mind to push her to the top of the storm, how could she avoid the first day of junior high school?

"Leng Youchen, let's get married." Wei Anning suddenly blurted out.

Leng Youchen just started the car. When she heard this sentence coming out of her head, she stepped on the brake and the car suddenly stopped. The car behind had no time to step on the brake. She saw her front hit three million luxury cars. She just felt that life was loveless.

Rear end with a bang.

Because of inertia, they rushed forward and were pulled back by the seat belt. Wei Anning's neck was hurt by the seat belt. As soon as he raised his hand to pull the seat belt, Leng Youchen had rushed over and pressed her on the chair.

Jun Yan was cold and angry, and his momentum was impressive. "What did you just say?"

His handsome face was less than an inch away from her face, and the hot breath burned her heart. She held her breath and stared at him. "What did I say?"

Leng Youchen wanted to break her neck, and her eyebrows and eyes were colder. "Wei Anning, are you kidding me?"

Wei Anning frowned, "I didn't play with you. I really don't remember what I said just now. Who let you step on it suddenly..."

Before the word "brake" was exported, his handsome face suddenly approached, and his cherry lips were severely sealed by him.

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