Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. You are of noble status, and I have nothing. Who knows who will regret it more in the future."
Zhao Yinqiu suddenly laughed, and his laughter was creepy.
"You didn't say that before. You said you wouldn't marry anyone but me. How come you changed so quickly?"
Song Kexia frowned and looked at him, feeling that something was wrong with him.
Are you saying this to yourself?
When did she ever say that?
"Director Zhao, there are many women who are prettier than me and more suitable for you than me. Why do you have to do this?"
Zhao Yinqiu smiled at her, his eyes full of determination.
"You are mine, no one can take you away."
Song Kexia: "I make my own decisions on my own affairs. No one can force me."
Zhao Yinqiu regained his sanity and became his former elegant self again.
"I'll give you half a month to consider it. After half a month, I hope to hear a satisfactory answer."
He paused, his tone full of joy, "I'm waiting to marry you."
Everyone in the room looked at each other, thinking, this guy must be crazy.
But he ignored everyone's reaction and turned away.
Li Dachuan looked at the things on the table and shouted at his back, "Director Zhao, these are your things."
Zhao Yinqiu didn't even pause.
Li Fangliang grabbed something on the table and ran forward to chase the man.
Seeing Zhao Yinqiu get into the car, he stuffed the things in through the car window.
"Director Zhao, we can't accept your things. Please take them back."
Zhao Yinqiu looked at him meaningfully and said, "It's okay if you don't accept it this time. We have a long way to go."
Li Fangliang really wanted to punch this guy in the face.
The director of a steel plant is obviously a respectable person, so how could he do such a stupid thing?
When the villagers around saw Li Fangliang and handed out all his things, they already felt something was wrong.
After the people left, they came forward and asked Li Fangliang, "Fangliang, why did they leave?"
Li Fangliang was in a bad mood at the moment, and when he heard the man ask this, he retorted.
"You're not from our village. If you don't leave, do you think you're going to live at Uncle Dagan's house?"
Wang Dagan was retorted by his junior, and his tone was not good. "He is your guest, what does he have to do with me? Why should he live in my house?"
It doesn't matter what business he has.
Li Fangliang ignored them and turned back to the house.
I'm afraid the house is in chaos.
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