"You don't believe I'm sincere towards your sister?"
I believe you.
These days, even the most affectionate gaze can be deceiving; if you're not careful, you might even be blinded by it.
However, judging from the eye contact between the two of them just now, it's clear that they both have feelings for each other.
I'm just not sure how long this means it can last.
One day, one month, or one year?
"How about we call your sister down? We can have a proper chat and see how well we match?"
"—Let's do it another time. You came to my house today to talk about the cooperation between our two groups, didn't you? At least focus on your business and stop staring at my sister."
"If we were to become even closer through marriage, wouldn't that make our cooperation even more secure?"
Si Lu chuckled lightly.
"Don't you think so? Don't many families choose to arrange marriages?"
"Young Master Si, you didn't come here specifically for my sister from the beginning, did you?"
"That's exactly right."
Si Lu nodded.
He originally came here specifically for Ning Qingyao.
There's no need to hide this.
"Have you met my sister before?"
"We met once before, so you sent someone to spy on our company's bidding proposal—"
"I want to see how much you'll offer; I'll have to offer less than you."
So, they really want to offer discounts, not compete?
Ning Hong felt a surge of emotions.
Si Lu is the eldest son of Fan Yuan Enterprise, which, like himself, is the only male heir left.
As long as Si Lu doesn't do anything reckless, he can hold onto this position peacefully.
But to my surprise, he actually chose to give him a discount.
"But where exactly did you see my sister?"
Logically speaking, this scene shouldn't be in the story.
If Ning Qingyao had such a suitor in the story, how could she have ended up like this?
Ning Hong looked up and saw Si Lu's smile widening even more.
"Big brother, please allow me to marry Qingyao."
"——"
After returning home, Duan Xiaomei sat on her sofa and burst into tears.
She felt terrible.
Especially seeing his brother sitting on the sofa looking dejected, it seemed he had also suffered a setback somewhere.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
She wiped her face haphazardly. She had originally wanted to scold her brother, but seeing how unhappy he looked, she swallowed her words.
When Duan Zhiwen saw Duan Xiaomei, his brows furrowed slightly.
"Little sister, have you been looking for Ning Qingyao lately?"
Duan's mother placed the food on the table one by one.
He looked up and asked Duan Xiaomei a question.
“I went there, but she ignored me and even cursed at me.”
"She insulted you?" Duan Zhiwen suddenly raised his voice. "What right did she have to insult you?"
Just because she's rich, does that give her the right to insult people for no reason?
"No, I have to go find him."
Duan Zhiwen stood up and, ignoring the shouts of the two people behind him, headed towards the Ning family's house.
Duan Zhiwen was not turned away at the door.
Ning Hong then had him brought in.
"Ning Qingyao, haven't you made enough of a scene?"
Unexpectedly, he went berserk as soon as he came in.
Not to mention Ning Qingyao, who had just come downstairs, her face was grim; even Ning Hong, who had let him in, looked grim.
Duan Zhiwen was a bit neurotic to begin with, and I don't know why the author would choose such a person as the male protagonist.
There really wasn't a single redeeming quality.
"You came here specifically to insult me?"
"I just want to ask you, even if we break off our engagement, even if I don't like you, you can't treat my little sister like this. We're friends, how has she treated you, and how have you treated her? Just because you have money, does that give you the right to hurt her?"
"Friends?" Ning Qingyao raised an eyebrow. "I remember her saying that I wasn't her friend."
"What?"
"How did she treat me? Did she ever give me a single gift? Did she ever do anything for me? No, she didn't." Ning Qingyao clicked her tongue twice. "On the contrary, I give her a lot of things every year. From designer bags and watches to clothes and accessories, she arranges everything for me."
"you--"
The two families can be considered childhood sweethearts.
Logically speaking, even if they weren't engaged, their relationship should be quite good.
Given their close bond from growing up together, the Duan family wouldn't have gone too far by saying such things.
That's just how Duan Zhiwen treated Ning Qingyao.
He dared to question Ning Qingyao like this in front of Ning Hongze, purely because Ning Qingyao liked him.
Even now, he still believes that Ning Qingyao likes him.
"You're my fiancée, isn't it only natural that you treat your sister-in-law better?"
"Duan Zhiwen, you're wrong. Your two families have absolutely no connection anymore. Don't spread rumors."
Ning Hongze's face immediately darkened.
"But you let me in today?"
For a while, they wouldn't let them in at all. He always thought that the fact that they were letting him in now meant that their attitude had softened, and that Ning Qingyao might have regretted it and still wanted him as her fiancé.
Otherwise, why would they have agreed to let him in?
"I just don't want to see you shouting and yelling outside, ruining my Qingyao's reputation."
"You—" Duan Zhiwen sneered, "Your sister has no reputation left. The whole neighborhood knows about her pursuing me. If I don't want her, I'm afraid she'll never be able to get married."
"What, you've changed your mind? You want to marry Qingyao now?"
"I've thought about it. Qingyao likes me so much, I can't let her down. Brother Ning, I've decided to marry her." Duan Zhiwen took a deep breath, and a hint of grievance appeared on his face.
It doesn't matter. If he marries Ning Qingyao, he will be able to get help from the Ning family, and his company will be able to secure funding.
There are many benefits, as long as he compromises himself and marries Ning Qingyao.
Duan Zhiwen raised his head and his gaze fell on Ning Qingyao.
Actually, she's not bad-looking—
"You're making me feel wronged by marrying my sister?" Ning Hong scoffed. "Don't worry, even if I have to keep my sister at home for the rest of my life, I won't let her marry you. You don't need to wrong yourself."
"What do you mean? Aren't you going to ask Qingyao what she thinks?" Ning Qingyao likes him so much—
"Duan Zhiwen".
"Qingyao".
"I already told you that day that I would never like you again. I, Ning Qingyao, mean what I say, so I really don't like you anymore." Even if there is still some sadness and lingering affection in my heart, it will eventually pass.
“Well said.” Si Lu stood up and took Ning Qingyao’s hand. “Who says no one likes her? I like her, I cherish her, and I want to marry her.”
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