“Yes, Brother Ling is right. I was thinking the same thing. Why don’t we have a chat in private?” Xu Manzhi stepped forward, wearing her most “kind” smile.
She extracted important information from the original owner's memories: these days, it's always the case that talented men are paired with beautiful women; men like gentle, delicate women who can't lift a finger...
All right.
First, pretend to be a little quail to lure Yan Lin into your arms, and then... revert to your true nature.
In the 1970s, men and women adhered to the spirit of contract.
Once the wedding is held and a piece of paper with a red stamp is obtained, the two people become husband and wife, and from then on they must stay together through thick and thin, supporting and cherishing each other.
That's really interesting.
Yan Lin silently looked up.
He glanced up and caught a glimpse of the joy in the woman's eyes, which might lead him to mistakenly believe that she was interested in him...
It's best to avoid eye contact.
“Alright, let’s talk in the courtyard outside. Let A-Ye get some rest,” Yan Lin said.
"Um."
Xu Manzhi lifted her leg to take a big step, but the next second she changed her pace, slowed down, and even gently... twisted her waist and swayed her hips as she walked.
It is said that men like... curves.
Her figure has always been quite S-shaped.
That should be enough to attract Yan Lin's heart.
Yan Lin wore a dark expression throughout.
He inadvertently caught a glimpse of the woman's graceful figure and alluring movements. Even the scars had turned black. He couldn't look directly at her the whole time; his eyes burned, and he looked away.
He awkwardly entered the courtyard, where the Ling family, who were already familiar with him, naturally offered him tea.
When no one was in the courtyard, Xu Manzhi sat on a stone chair, shyly raised her eyes, and said in a soft voice, "We're going to...get married, right?"
She also secretly planned to search the entire city for the gauze-covered man in the alley after Jiang Jiuhe's matter was settled.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be Yan Lin.
This is fate.
This is a match made in heaven.
If she hadn't experienced time travel, she would have suspected that everything was arranged by fate.
puff.
Yan Lin spat out the water he had just drunk.
Fortunately, he reached out in time to block it, preventing the spray from hitting her face.
He tried to stand up, but said awkwardly, "Yes, I was just about to tell you. I'm ugly and have a lot of health problems. I can't be a burden to you. There are many excellent and handsome men in the army. I can introduce you to some—"
Xu Manzhi was stunned.
What is he saying?
Shouldn't it be her fiancé proposing to her, then they consummate their marriage, and then... well...?
This progress bar is taking forever.
Can she skip directly to...the wedding night?
"What's the point of introducing me? Don't I have one husband, you? Do women have to find several men these days?" Xu Manzhi couldn't help but complain.
"!" Yan Lin.
He suddenly stood up, his neck turning bright red, and waved his hand, saying, "No, that's not what I meant."
"So what do you mean?"
"I, I mean—"
Yan Lin removed his military cap, revealing an ugly face, his eyes filled with utter humility: "I... I'm so ugly, I'm not good enough for you. You'll have nightmares every day, and your life will be unbearable..."
(⊙o⊙)…
Xu Manzhi stepped forward and looked closely at his face.
Scar covering scar.
It was red and swollen with a bluish tinge.
It doesn't look like a burn, nor like a scratch; it looks more like a cell mutation and proliferation.
Yan Lin put on his hat and pulled the brim down.
I am in great pain.
Most women would scream and shout "monster!" upon seeing him for the first time, and some would even faint from fright. Xu Manzhi's silence was incredibly brave.
He should be content.
If he weren't born with an ugly face, he would have pursued his happiness with a clear conscience and held onto it tightly. Unfortunately, he didn't have that right...
"I'm sorry I scared you. It's all my fault. You can openly propose annulment. I won't blame you. You don't need to see me again." Yan Lin said in a low voice.
The woman's direct rejection is a good thing for Xu Manzhi.
When she gets married in the future, she can also raise her social standing, instead of being a woman whose engagement has been rejected.
"Are you finished talking?" Quail Branch asked.
(Guess what Zhizhi is going to do?)
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