Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 235 Love her more than his life

"Fart! Why don't you have anything to do with me?" Ruan Shiyan was so excited that she uttered obscenities.

"Your so-called punishment is for me. The bullet was shot into my body. If it's all right, how can it be considered relevant? Do you have to eat the bullet?"

Ren Yi frowned, a look of helplessness flashed across his eyes.

"Women really have a lot of fallacies."

Ruan Shiyan's reason sounds like that at first, but if you think about it carefully, it becomes more and more wrong.

She is a kidnapped hostage and a bargaining chip.

How do the kidnappers have the final say on the chips, and the chips they get in their turn?
Of course not.

And when Ruan Shiyan was racking her brains to figure out how to help Song Zehan resolve the matter of "kneeling down", she suddenly heard Song Zehan call her name.

Or full name.

"Ruan Shiyan."

She put away her thoughts, followed the voice, and the moment Song Zehan's gaze collided with the air, he called out her name again.

The voice was more determined than before.

"Ruan Shiyan."

"What... what's wrong?" Ruan Shiyan didn't understand what he was going to do, but it was rare for her to be called by his name like that. She felt really uneasy, "I tell you, you are not allowed to kneel!"

It was only the second request that made Song Zehan kneel down.

Does the third or fourth have to let Song Zehan go out naked, or even break his own leg?

Absolutely absurd!

Song Zehan stared at her eyes filled with distress and stubbornness, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Then—slowly kneel down on one knee.

Of course he couldn't kneel down to Ren Yi, but he could kneel down to Ruan Shiyan.

"Although——we have already done such a very ritual thing as a marriage proposal, but it does not exist in your memory, so I have been planning to make it up for you again recently."

"It's a pity that the plan is not as fast as the change."

Ruan Shiyan's breath stagnates.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to praise Song Zehan for his wit, or to be busy brewing to be moved.

"Yanyan, our previous wedding ring, the one that belonged to you has been lost, so I made a new pair, but it's not finished yet."

"And the plan is hasty, and I don't want to use other props to perfuse it, so—"

Song Zehan tidied up the folds on his shirt, and looked at Ruan Shiyan with seriousness that was almost pious.

"Miss Ruan Shiyan, I use all I have to ask you to marry me. I'm not good at rhetoric, but there is one thing - as long as you nod, my life is yours."

"It's complete, it's yours, and it's only yours."

"So—will you?"

Even though she was married to Song Zehan, Ruan Shiyan couldn't help crying after seeing this scene.

God knows how much she wants to shout to the sky at this moment: Look, here is a man who loves her more than his own life.

Ruan Shiyan blinked uncontrollably frequently, trying to relieve the tears by blinking, not letting the tears blur her vision.

But just as she was about to nod, Ren Yi directly put the muzzle of a gun against her chin, and sneered with the corner of his mouth curled up.

The muzzle of the gun was cold and hard, and there was still residual heat from the shot just now, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Heh, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes time and time again, I really couldn't imagine that the man who used to shuttle through the hail of bullets and stained his hands with an unknown amount of blood would turn into an infatuated kind who shows affection all the time."

Ren Yi shook his head, rubbing the muzzle of the gun repeatedly on Ruan Shiyan's jaw.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous."

(End of this chapter)