"You can't go in, Miss Lin..."
"Zhou Cheng, come out here! Come out here! I'm here to find you now, are you satisfied now?!" Lin Jiaoyun's shouts, choked with sobs, were heard by everyone in the General's Mansion.
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Zhou Cheng frowned in disgust.
Madam Zhou also disliked Lin Jiaoyun, this pretentious woman who, despite being ordinary and plain, flaunted her power because of her son's affection for her.
"Zhou Cheng!!"
"Come out here! I'm here. Why don't you dare to come out and face me? Are you feeling guilty?"
"What are you beeping about?" Zhou Cheng pushed open the study door, his handsome face grim as he looked at Lin Jiaoyun, who had rushed into the general's mansion.
Lin Jiaoyun's face was covered in fine sweat, her cheeks were flushed, and she was panting heavily as she clenched her fists. It was clear that she hadn't even had time to ride in a carriage, but had run all the way here on her delicate legs, a journey that took her a full half hour.
The moment she saw Zhou Cheng appear, she completely lost her composure.
Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam.
Sobbing, she stubbornly tilted her head back to keep the tears from falling, trying to salvage her last shred of dignity: "Zhou Cheng, I admit I'm a little spoiled and like to test your sincerity."
“But it is precisely because I am cautious about relationships that I act this way, that I consider my relationship with you very carefully, and that I refused Mrs. Zhou’s marriage proposal. All of this proves that I am a good girl.”
"I'm not casual; you should cherish me even more."
Zhou Cheng: "......."
Mrs. Zhou: "..."
"After all, I'm not like Cheng Xianyi, who can easily allow men to kiss her and casually ask them out to hold hands and go shopping with just a few words."
"I'm different from her. I'm purer, more innocent, and more self-loving than her!"
Zhou Cheng: "......." Yes, yes, yes.
You are pure, you are innocent, and you love yourself.
You throw yourself at all men, but you ignore me the one who gave you the most. You are the purest.
Zhou Chengzhen didn't know where Lin Jiaoyun got the nerve to barge into the General's Mansion and say these things. What exactly was she trying to express?
Could it be... that you've changed your mind?
"Lin Jiaoyun, you wouldn't be regretting it, would you?" Zhou Cheng's eyes held a hint of sneer and mockery as he quietly watched Lin Jiaoyun speak her heart.
You can tell she was being very sincere; she truly believes she is the purest woman!
regret? !
These two words shocked Lin Jiaoyun, causing her expression to stiffen slightly and her pupils to gradually contract.
She became flustered and uneasy, and then, as if she had thought of something, she pursed her lips with tears in her eyes and said, "I admit that I tested your sincerity too much, which made you use these methods to force me to recognize my own heart."
"good!"
"Zhou Cheng, you win."
"Now I understand how much you truly love me, so I've decided to accept your marriage proposal and marry you!"
The cells on Zhou Cheng's face had frozen.
Madam Zhou's lips twitched, her eyes filled with mockery and displeasure.
The next second.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Zhou Cheng laughed heartily, raising the hand holding the mandarin duck jade pendant and pointing at Lin Jiaoyun's face, which still bore a hint of pride and arrogance. He shook his head repeatedly, laughing, "What did you say? You said you agreed to marry me? Hahahaha..."
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