The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 2706 She doesn't marry, I marry
"It should be...a silent concern. As long as he is happy, I will be happy too. As long as he lives well, so will I..."

"That's enough. I don't want to hear your fallacies. If you don't marry, you won't marry. Many women want to marry me!"

Meng Zhanyang flicked the phone angrily, and the phone fell heavily on the ground, breaking into pieces.

"Hey, why are you so angry?" Qin Siying pushed the open door of the office.

Her teasing gaze swept over Meng Zhanyang who was in a rage, and landed on the broken mobile phone, walked over gracefully, and picked it up.

"This phone is really durable." She took out the phone card and put it on the desk, then approached Meng Zhanyang and patted him on the shoulder: "Why do you have to be so angry? Mo Xiaobai doesn't want to marry you, I do." Ah, you marry me, we will go to get the certificate tomorrow."

"But I don't want to marry you, Siying, I'm sorry."

Unfeelingly pushing Qin Siying away and putting his hand on his shoulder, Meng Zhanyang collected his out-of-control emotions, expressionless, and asked coldly, "You came to see me for something?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask, can I attend my uncle's birthday dinner tomorrow?" Qin Siying smiled wryly and brushed the long hair that fell on her chest: "Can I?"

"You can go as long as you want."

"Hehe, I hope I won't overwhelm the guests. Are you planning to formally propose to Mo Xiaobai at the dinner party tomorrow?" While speaking, Qin Siying walked behind the desk and opened the first drawer, a black velvet box into her eyes.

She guessed right!

Just an hour ago, she heard from a friend in the jewelry store that Meng Zhanyang bought a five-carat diamond ring, and it was successfully delivered to him at ten o'clock today.

Qin Siying curled her lips mockingly, her heart sank, she casually picked up the velvet box, and before she opened it, Meng Zhanyang snatched it away.

"Don't mess with my things!"

Patting the dust that did not exist on the velvet box, Meng Zhanyang carefully put it into his trouser pocket.

"Zhanyang, you have changed, and I find that I don't know you less and less."

Qin Siying said quietly: "You clearly know that your uncle will not accept Mo Xiaobai, you have put in so much effort to propose in front of hundreds of guests, and even arranged for media reporters to report on your proposal process, you just want to use the pressure of public opinion to let Everyone accepts Mo Xiaobai, but how can she understand your hard work, if you love a woman who doesn't love you, you will only become a laughing stock."

"Have you finished? Please come back when you're done." Meng Zhanyang strode to the door with a gloomy face, and opened it to the widest limit: "Go slowly, don't send me off!"

"Zhanyang, I hope you understand that in this world, the woman who loves you the most is me!"

Qin Siying smiled confidently, and slid her hand across Meng Zhanyang's chest, leaving behind a long-lasting fragrance.

Meng Zhanyang deeply felt the feeling of sadness.

No amount of alcohol can only anesthetize his body, but not his heart.

Holding a freshly opened bottle of Hennessy in his hand, Meng Zhanyang staggered out of the bar while drinking.

"Woman, what kind of woman do I want? I don't have...women...I have too many..."

Walking on the street in the bleak autumn wind, like all the drunks, he was talking incoherently about the things he cared about the most.

Walking to the intersection drunk, Meng Zhanyang's eyes seemed to be covered with fog, and he couldn't see anything except the traffic lights.

Stumbling, he stepped off the sidewalk and walked toward the middle of the road.

As I was walking, I suddenly heard a woman shouting: "Be careful..."

(End of this chapter)