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Chapter 3 - Marry

This time, Zhou Xing Chen was serious?

Hearing this, the frequency at which the rich kids wriggled their bodies, following the music, slowed down significantly.

Although this Young Master Zhou had never been someone who cared for women, this was the first time he saw someone that was so direct.

Seeing that the situation wasn't good, Jin Xuan burst out laughing and was about to smooth things over when he saw Liang Jia pursing his lips, directly rejecting him without giving him any face, "I drove here, I can't drink."

However, even though she refused, there was still a gentle smile on her face, and there was no hint of displeasure.

Zhou Xing Chen swept his gaze over her from head to toe, trying to find even the tiniest of flaws from her impenetrable expression. In the end, there was nothing he could do, so he could only give up.

This woman really didn't care about any of his troubles?

Or could it be that she didn't care, but was it really him?

Anger slowly welled up from his back, and Zhou Xing Chen indifferently lay down on the sofa. He found a comfortable position, folded his long legs on the small table, and leisurely lit a cigar. If you don't drink, how can I leave first? "

Those hawk-like eyes stared fixedly at her, as if they wanted to pierce through a person's soul.

Liang Jia's heart inexplicably trembled for a moment. She looked away and clasped her hands on her knees. "I really can't drink."

"Even if we can't drink alcohol, isn't it too much of not giving Director Zhou any face by not touching even a single drop of it?" The soft, coquettish voice was once again pierced by a needle. Ren Chengyan tilted her head back, her body almost touching Zhou Xing Chen's. "How about I drink a mouthful for Director Zhou? Do you really mean it?"

Zhou Xing Chen's sharp gaze was still locked onto Liang Jia, as if he hadn't heard her words.

Ren Qianyan felt a little awkward after having her door closed, but the jeering from the crowd allowed her to regain her confidence. Her slender white hands picked up the wine cup on the table and took a sip. She then looked at Zhou Xing Chen's expression shyly.

The docile eyes of the fawn really made me feel pity. It made the hormones in the audience surge as they continued to cheer.

Liang Jia watched on, as steady as a mountain. In truth, she was not interested in this kind of monotonous drama. She picked up her satchel in a bored manner, stood up, and bowed slightly. "Since you can't get out of here, then I'll go back first." If it's Mom's side, I'll tell her you're staying with a friend tonight. You had a good time. "

With that, he gave a understanding smile, and with his submissive appearance, he looked almost no different from an official wife.

Liang Jia knew that she would most likely be angered again this time, so she didn't bother to look at his expression. Instead, she walked towards the door, and just as her hand touched the doorknob, she heard Zhou Weiqing's voice, "Wait."

She stood, tucking a strand of hair from her cheek behind her ear, adjusting her expression before slowly turning her head. "Anything else?"

Zhou Xing Chen suddenly stood up and downed the rest of his wine in one gulp. "I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll be returning first. I hope everyone can enjoy a cup of wine on my own."

All the young masters immediately came to send him off.

What this man grasped was the economic lifeline of K City. Even if he didn't drink today and said that he was leaving, who would dare to say half a word of no?

Liang Jia watched as that tall figure approached her step by step, and then she pulled her into her embrace. "Let's go."

Zhou Xing Chen was so strong that he didn't even flinch in the slightest. Liang Jia staggered on the spot, a little dazed. "Didn't you just say …"

He raised his head and walked into someone's eyes.

He seemed to have sized her up thoroughly before answering slowly, "I was kidding."

Before Liang Jia could say anything, Zhou Xing Chen had already kicked open the private box's door with his toes, putting his arms around her and walking away.

The room was filled with sighs. Only Ren Chengyan, who was hidden in the dark, had a gloomy expression, ruthlessly stomping her feet.

Inside the warm carriage, Liang Jia couldn't help but rub her sore shoulder as she fastened the seat belt for Zhou Xing Chen, who was sitting on the passenger seat.

When they came out just now, their posture seemed very intimate, but in reality, this man had almost put all his weight on top of her, and he had to bear it with all his might.

Although he said he was sorry, there was no apology in his voice. When Liang Jia saw his exceptionally clear eyes, she knew that he must have done it on purpose.

There was nothing she could do about it. After casually saying a few words, he stepped on the throttle and started the car.

At this point, there was no one on the road. There were only neon night scenes flashing by. Zhou Xing Chen looked at her for a moment, then turned to look at the beautiful woman before him. "Do you love me?"

Liang Jia glanced at him in the rearview mirror and blurted out, "Love."

This answer, after many years of education and righteousness, had long been assimilated into her bone marrow. She didn't need to think about it to be able to answer by physical reaction.

Zhou Xing Chen stared at her for a few seconds, his fingers drumming aimlessly on his knee. "Since that's the case, then let's find a day to finish the wedding."