Jiang Mengli laughed when he heard that. "You are so shameless. For the sake of that Jade Guanyin, you can eat as much as you want this meal."

Hearing this, Wen Mohan looked at Jiang and said, "As long as Grandmother likes it, it's fine. Concubine Qin wanted to take it away before, but I flatly refused."

"At the time, I told her that a cruel and vicious person like her was not worthy of owning the Jade Guanyin. Only a gentle and kind person like my grandmother was worthy of it."

This also made Jiang laugh.

When did this mouth become so smooth?

"Your Highness Prince Yu really knows how to joke." Jiang Ma had a faint smile on her face. "Let's eat. The food will get cold soon."

She also used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised pork for Wen Mohan, "These dishes are all made by A Li, they taste good."

"Thank you, grandma." Wen Mohan smiled and looked really happy.

He was indeed very happy. When he was a child, only his mother picked food for him.

When he grew up, because of his status, people around him treated him with great respect and no one ever pinched him.

It feels good to have family...

Jiang raised her eyes and glanced at him secretly. Seeing that he was in a good mood, she felt happy too.

Jiang still likes him as a person.

"Eat more if you like. There are other dishes..." Jiang picked up some food for him from time to time, as if she was taking care of her own grandson.

Even Jiang Mengli felt a little jealous.

I don’t understand why my grandmother is so sweet to him?

It’s obvious that my grandmother doesn’t like him and is strongly against them being together, so why is she so attracted to him now?

Half an hour later, Jiang Mengli personally walked him towards the mansion gate. The two of them walked leisurely, as if taking a stroll.

Wen Mohan suddenly suggested, "Why don't we go for a walk in the back garden to help digest our food? It's a bit early to go back now."

Hearing this, Jiang Mengli glanced at the sky and said, "It's almost midnight, how can it still be early?"

Although it was getting late, he still turned and walked towards the back garden.

The two walked side by side without lanterns.

It was relatively quiet along the way, with only the chirping of insects and birds, and the air was also very nice.

Wen Mohan said, "Meng Li, have you ever loved me?"

The sudden question startled Jiang Mengli.

It felt like the air was frozen at this moment.

She was silent for a moment, then pursed her lips and nodded, "I did like you, but you hated me at that time and always did things that made me unhappy."

"Then I felt uncomfortable and miserable liking someone, so I tried every possible way to divorce you."

After hearing this, Wen Mohan finally realized how wrong he had been.

At that time, when I saw her trying every possible way to leave Prince Yu's Mansion, I thought she was heartless and unfeeling.

Jiang Mengli stopped, looked up at him face to face and said, "I don't want to experience that kind of heartache and pain again, so don't mention remarriage anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his finger and swore to the sky, "I, Wen Mohan, swear to the sky that I will only recognize you as my wife in this life. If I do anything to make you sad again, let me be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."

She doesn't believe in swearing at all, because in her worldview, there are no such things as demons and gods.

There is no God in the sky.

"Put your hand down." Jiang Mengli pulled his hand down, "Swearing is useless."

Wen Mohan: "A child without a father will be criticized, which is not good for the child's physical and mental health."

"How about this: if I break my oath, you will stab me in the chest with a sword and kill me immediately. If you don't believe me, you can sign a document."

"As long as I have the written agreement, you can kill me without guilt. You don't believe my oath of being struck by lightning, but you can definitely believe me when I hand my life over to you, right?"

"As long as you agree to marry me, all the assets will be yours, and I will rely on you for support and be a gigolo."

Jiang Mengli looked at his serious expression and was slightly touched.

Why is this man so persistent now?

Despite being rejected again and again, he still persisted.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Wen Mohan immediately turned around and ran out. She didn't know what he was going to do?

Just when she thought he had left, his figure appeared before her again, holding two identical receipts in his hands.

Jiang Mengli took the document and took a look at it. It contained Wen Mohan's final words: if he did anything to hurt her, he would be killed without guilt.

Another item was added later, and all the properties under his name would be transferred to Jiang Mengli.

Wen Mohan had already signed and pressed his fingerprint.

"It's your turn to sign." He stretched out his other hand, which actually contained a brush.

Kong Kong, who was peeping in the space at this moment, said: "Master, you can sign it. You won't lose anything. After going through so many things, he must be sincere to you now."

"Even if it's for the sake of his own life and property, he will always treat you well. Otherwise, he will lose everything, and you won't lose anything..."

I don’t know whether Kong Kong’s words worked or Jiang Mengli figured it out on her own.

He took the brush and wrote his name.

Wen Mohan was very happy when he saw this. He immediately bit his finger and put the blood on her fingertip, asking her to leave a fingerprint.

Jiang Mengli looked at him and smiled like a fool. She felt cheated. "Are you planning something?"

"The agreement is done, no regrets allowed." Wen Mohan took the agreement and put it in his arms. "What can I calculate? I just want you to continue to be my Princess Yu. Good night."

He pinched her nose and then strode away.

After Wen Mohan returned to the mansion, he looked at the agreement for a long time, with a smile on his face.

"Master, you've been watching for two quarters of an hour." Yun Jian reminded helplessly, "It's getting late now, and we still have things to deal with tomorrow, so you should rest."

Wen Mohan then put away the agreement. "I'm very happy to have her consent, but I still feel a little uneasy. I always feel that this is not real."

He couldn't describe the feeling.

It's like a hanging stone falling down, about to hit the ground, but suddenly it dangles when it's only one centimeter away from the ground.

Yun Jian soothed her, "Master, you're overly happy. Everything is almost ready now, and she's already agreed. This matter is set in stone."

"So the master can just rest assured and wait for the time to come, to be the groom and bring Jiang Mengli home in a sedan chair carried by eight men."

Wen Mohan heard this and stood up and said, "You are right. There is nothing that can be changed now."

He did not sleep well that night. He was awakened by a bad nightmare and found it difficult to fall asleep again after waking up.

He dreamed of a wedding scene. He was clearly marrying Jiang Mengli, but when he was in the hall, he found that Jiang Mengli was standing aside as a guest watching the ceremony.

In the morning, he was still troubled by the dream. Yun Jian comforted him, "Dreams are always the opposite of reality. Master, you are just too nervous to have such a dream."

Wen Mohan still had to go to court, so he shook his head and stopped thinking about it, "Maybe."