Chapter 131 The Spoiled Little Troublemaker (44)
Yan Chenli couldn't help but sigh. After a two-second pause, his expression became extremely solemn and serious. He responded sincerely, word by word: "Awu, please believe every word I say. The Ning Group has belonged to you from the beginning to the end. You are its true owner."
"I'm just managing it for you, okay? As long as you're willing to look at me again, I can do anything. I can manage the Ning Group for you. That way you'll have a mother's home. If Gu Qingyu treats you badly, you can return to your home."
Yan Chenli's face was full of earnestness and his tone was extremely sincere.
"Besides..." Yan Chenli said maliciously, "Gu Qingyu can't use any money. He has no way to support your noble little princess."
After hearing these words, Qingwu's originally cold expression finally changed a little, and she seemed to think about it casually.
Under Yan Chenli's expectant gaze, Qing Wu nodded perfunctorily and replied calmly, "Well... I'll think about it."
After receiving this response, Yan Chenli couldn't help but feel delighted, and quickly said, "I have already prepared the share transfer document. The shares of Ning Group have always belonged to you, and I have never touched them."
At this time, Qingwu's eyes softened slightly, and she began to look at Yan Chenli in front of her seriously.
Feeling Qingwu's gaze on him, Yan Chenli was immediately ecstatic, because Qingwu's eyes were finally on him again.
Fortunately, he did want to seize the entire Ning Group at the beginning.
The injustice in his life since childhood has distorted his values. After studying hard, he also wants power and status.
That's how he gets everything he wants.
——But he seemed to be gradually following in the footsteps of Qingwu’s scumbag father.
Qingwu will be unhappy.
He couldn't let Qingwu be unhappy, so he held back in the end.
To the outside world, he is the nominal leader of the Ning Group, but the actual controlling shareholder is Qing Wu.
Qingwu was relatively satisfied after learning about this arrangement. She touched Yan Chenli's head approvingly as if she was stroking a well-behaved puppy.
It would be nice to have a dog that pays her to do the work, but she doesn't care about the dog.
And Chen Li grinned happily like a child who had received a reward.
Gu Qingyu, who was outside the door, just watched Yan Chenli enter Qingwu's locker room and did not come out for a long time.
After a while, all the people around were moved away, and Jiang Zhiran walked in with a swagger.
He sneered in his heart, there was more than one annoying mad dog.
In the solemn and luxurious wedding hall, dignitaries from all walks of life came in droves. Gu Qingyu still maintained a polite yet distant smile on her face, and mingled alone among the dignitaries from all walks of life who came to attend the wedding.
These people were dressed in gorgeous clothes and were talking and laughing, filling the entire auditorium with an atmosphere that was both festive and lively, as well as full of a subtle social atmosphere.
At the side and rear of the auditorium, an intricately carved door separates the inside and the outside.
It is the bride's dressing room.
Inside the door, Qingwu was facing the mirror, half-kneeling as Yan Chenli adjusted her priceless white wedding dress embellished with sparkling diamonds and exquisite lace.
Every detail of the wedding dress reveals extraordinary taste and expensive value. The long train is like a cascading galaxy, spreading out on the ground.
At this moment, the originally closed door was suddenly pushed open without warning, and a figure appeared inside the door.
——Instantly he could see the scene of Yan Chenli and Qing Wu being close to each other in the house.
Qingwu subconsciously turned around and saw Jiang Zhiran wearing a well-cut, smooth-lined custom-made suit, shiny leather shoes, and a calm and restrained temperament.
But his eyes revealed a cold and scrutinizing look, like a bottomless cold pond, giving people a thrilling feeling.
For a moment, the air seemed to freeze, and an indescribable subtle atmosphere quietly spread in this small locker room, making people feel depressed and embarrassed.
The corners of Jiang Zhiran's mouth rose slightly, outlining a smile full of irony.
He stared at Yan Chenli coldly, his eyes showing no disdain or contempt for him.
Because in his opinion, Yan Chenli at this moment was the same as always, like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy, half-kneeling on the ground, wagging its tail and begging for mercy to Qing Wu.
However, for Jiang Zhiran, who always thinks highly of himself, such an action is absolutely impossible to do.
However, what made him even more angry was that such a humble behavior could actually be condoned by Qingwu.
Recalling the words he had just heard, Jiang Zhiran clenched his teeth, his cheeks puffed up, as if he wanted to swallow all his anger and resentment.
His deep eyes were now fixed on the graceful figure in a white wedding dress not far away, and he couldn't look away for a moment.
The wedding dress was like the purest and most delicate cloud in the sky, lightly and softly wrapping around her slender body that seemed as if it could be blown off by the wind.
The off-shoulder wedding dress design perfectly shows off her graceful shoulder and neck lines, making her as elegant and charming as a noble swan.
A long veil slowly fell from the exquisite crown headdress on the top of her head. The gauze fabric, as thin as a cicada's wing, was carefully embroidered with dense and gorgeous patterns.
A few disobedient strands of hair, like naughty children, quietly emerged from between the gauze curtains and gently curled beside her fair cheeks, adding a bit of playfulness and charm to her already pretty and attractive face.
Her makeup is exquisite, her eyes seem to be dyed by stardust, clear and bright, and the slightly upturned eyeliner at the end of her eyes outlines a charming charm.
The pink lips are like delicate rose petals, and the slightly pouting mouth carries her usual pampered expression.
The light blush on her cheeks is like the colorful clouds in the sky, gently spreading out, perfectly highlighting the shyness and sweetness unique to girls.
Jiang Zhiran only felt that his heart began to beat wildly and uncontrollably, as if there was a ferocious beast rampaging in his chest.
His eyes were instantly filled with all kinds of complex and inexplicable emotions, including surprise, nostalgia, and more importantly, an unspeakable pain and attachment.
This was a scene he had imagined countless times in his dreams. He had hoped countless times that he could marry Qingwu and bring her home legally to see her at her most beautiful.
He would treat her very well, but...
Now Qing Wu, wearing a wedding dress, was standing right in front of him, but it made him feel as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain spread throughout his body.
——But the groom was not him.
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