In the bathroom, An Yiruo deliberately slowed down, taking her time to shower and change clothes.

After finishing her tidying up, An Yiruo looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was a little pale, and she looked somewhat like a sickly beauty.

Just as An Yiruo opened the bedroom door to leave, she found that Mo Jingchen was still sitting in the living room, leisurely drinking tea.

"Mr. Mo, you're still here," An Yiruo said in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

She wondered why this old man was so persistent, why he kept targeting her. What kind of person had she offended?

"I told you I would wait for Miss An to come out of the living room."

"Mr. Mo really keeps his word," An Yiruo said reluctantly as she walked up to Mo Jingchen.

Since I couldn't communicate with Mr. Mo using normal thinking, I simply sat down and listened to what he had to say next.

“Miss An, given that what happened last night was not our intention, but since it has already happened, we must take responsibility for it,” Mo Jingchen said in a narrative tone.

“Wait… I don’t need you to take responsibility, and I won’t take responsibility for you either,” An Yiru interrupted Mo Jingchen.

"Miss An, please let me finish what I have to say. I know you don't want to take responsibility and want to run away after a passionate night. But deep down I'm a very traditional man, and I'm convinced that I will only have one woman in my life."

Although Miss An does not meet my wife's standards in many ways, these are not problems; we can cultivate her gradually in the future.

I know Miss An is already twenty years old, past the legal age, so after leaving the hotel, we'll go directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register our marriage.

An Yiruo was stunned by his sudden words and couldn't help but ask again to confirm, "Mr. Mo, what did you just say?"

"We'll leave the hotel in a bit and go register our marriage."

An Yiruo seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world: "Register for marriage? Me and you? Mr. Mo, you must be joking. Marriage is not a child's play."

"Perhaps, Miss An also needs a husband like me."

“Mr. Mo, you’re joking. I have no plans to get married at the moment,” An Yiruo said with a cold laugh.

"Miss An, please don't rush to refuse. I know you are in a difficult situation right now. If you marry me, I can provide your mother with the best medical care so that you won't have to worry about her medical expenses anymore."

Your sister tried to harm you yesterday, and she'll definitely look for another opportunity. Can you just tolerate this? Don't you want to fight back?

Besides, are you really willing to just hand over the business your mother worked so hard to build?

Mo Jingchen's words resonated deeply with her.

Yes, how could she be willing to let that mistress take over everything that originally belonged to her mother?

Her mother already had a heart condition, and after being upset by them, she can only stay at home and take medication year-round.

But how could this man know so much about her? "You investigated me?"

"After all, I need to know who the woman who slept with me really is," Mo Jingchen said, still sitting there with his legs casually crossed, looking both noble and relaxed.

“Since you’ve already investigated me, you should know that I have a lot of troubles at home. Marrying me will only bring you more problems,” An Yiruo said to Mo Jingchen.

"It's alright. What I'm best at is solving problems."

Seeing that An Yiruo's gaze had softened somewhat, Mo Jingchen continued, "I need a wife, and you are just right."

"Why me? Or to put it another way, someone as outstanding as Mr. Mo shouldn't lack women who want to marry him, right?"

An Yiruo believed that the man in front of her was not to be underestimated, since Mo Jingchen was able to investigate her thoroughly in just one night. And naturally, a strong person would not lack women around him.

"I suppose it's fate. To put it more profoundly, it's your body that I'm fascinated by."

As Mo Jingchen sat there, he casually remarked that he didn't know why he had the idea of ​​getting married.

However, he knew that he did not dislike the woman in front of him.

“I can give Miss An time to consider,” Mo Jingchen glanced at his watch. “Tell me the result in ten minutes.”

An Yiruo rolled her eyes at Mo Jingchen. Marriage is a big deal, and this old man only gives her ten minutes to think about it? Does he think she's buying cabbage at the market?

Although Mo Jingchen's words resonated deeply with An Yiruo, she still couldn't trust this man she had only met once, so she asked again:

“Mr. Mo, why should I believe you can do all of the above? Putting aside the last two points, my mother’s medical expenses alone are a considerable sum.”

“Since I have already said it, it means I am capable of taking responsibility. Miss An need not worry about it.”

"If that's the case, state your conditions." An Yiruo understood that everything comes at a price.

She didn't believe she was important enough to the man in front of her to spend hundreds of thousands on her mother's surgery on their first meeting.

"I want Miss An to play the role of a good wife and fulfill her marital obligations. If we become incompatible in the future, then we will agree to a divorce," Mo Jingchen stated his conditions without any change in expression.

An Yiruo was a little stunned at this moment, thinking that she was originally the high and mighty eldest daughter of the An family, but her fate was changed by the sudden appearance of a woman.

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