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Chapter 11 - Marry her

Hearing this name, Liang Jia's figure paused.

Before he could react, he heard Zhou Xing Chen's angry voice, "What, Young Master Ning doesn't want the other leg either?"

In that split-second, Liang Jia remembered many things.

No wonder this man looked so familiar to her. Now that she thought about it, the photo of Ning Laihan in the hospital had previously appeared in the newspapers.

Although he was no longer pale and weak, his overall appearance remained unchanged.

Upon hearing Zhou Weiqing mention his broken leg, the hatred in Ning Qianhan's eyes could not be concealed. However, the Ning Family's influence couldn't compare to that of the Zhou Family, and now that they were in the banquet hall, there was nothing he could do. He could only glare fiercely at Zhou Xing Chen.

Before she left, she even pointed at her temple and said to Liang Jia, "You should think carefully about whether or not you want to follow him."

With the aura of Zhou Xing Chen growing stronger, Ning Li Han had no choice but to increase his speed and distance himself from them.

Liang Jia helplessly watched as Ning Qianhan's figure disappeared into the end of the corridor, and gently took his hand. "Has the business been settled? "Let's go."

Zhou Xing Chen looked at her carefully, but did not follow her.

Liang Jia pulled him two steps forward, unable to move. She looked up, puzzled. "What is it?"

Zhou Xing Chen's gaze pierced straight into her eyes, as if he were trying to dig out some emotion from her. "You don't mind at all?"

There was a smile on Liang Jia's face, and there wasn't the slightest trace of displeasure in it. "Didn't those things pass away a long time ago?" "What meaning is there in having me grit my teeth and continue to make things difficult for you?"

What she did not say was that even if there was no past, she did not care.

Her job was to do a good job with Mrs. Zhou, and the rest of it was not her business.

Zhou Xing Chen's dark eyes shone with a dark light. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he gave up in the end.

After the ball ended, the two of them returned to the Zhou Mansion. As expected, Liang Wenrui was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, knitting that seemingly never-ending scarf.

Hearing the sound of the locked door opening, she lifted her head from her sewing, staring unblinkingly at Zhou Weiqing and Liang Jia who had entered the hall together.

After a long while, Liang Wenrui finally spoke with a deeper meaning, "You all attended the ball together today?"

Zhou Xing Chen changed into a pair of shoes at the entrance before taking off his jacket and putting it on a hanger. "Mm."

Liang Wenrui's eyes flashed, he looked at his son, then looked at his future daughter-in-law, enunciating each word, "Then can you tell me, what exactly is the meaning behind making Little Jia appear in front of the media today?"

"What else can it mean? "Marry."

Zhou Xing Chen ruffled his hair. He didn't feel as if he had dropped a heavyweight bomb.

Not only had Liang Jia changed her shoes, but even Liang Wenrui had not expected him to be so blunt. She couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

"Since we're going to get married sooner or later, why don't we get it over with?" Zhou Xing Chen didn't pay much attention to this. Looking at the thread in his mother's hand, he said, "I'm going to sleep."

Brilliant shoes drummed on the stairs, then disappeared into the bedroom. Liang Jia deliberately slowed down her movements and changed her shoes. When she stood up, sure enough, she saw Mother Zhou looking at her with a face full of gratification.

It was as if she was finally giving him a gift.

"Little Jia, that brat finally has an epiphany." Liang Wenrui put his scarf aside and sat up straight, as if he was going to start a conversation. "I've already completed the first step. In the future, you have to carefully study how to keep your husband's heart."

Liang Jia felt very uncomfortable under that gaze. She gave a faint "En" reply. "Mom, then I'll go first!"

Before he could utter the word "Lou", he was interrupted by his mother. She was obviously in high spirits. She sat to the side a little and gave up a seat, waving at Liang Jia. "It's only nine o'clock. What's the rest for?" Come over here and we'll do some research on how to start a great wedding. "

She placed her hands on her knees and muttered, "We can't lose the face of the Zhou family."

Liang Jia had no choice but to rub her already stiff face that day and obediently sit down.

In the following month, the news of the main wedding of the Zhou family spread through the streets and alleys. The few media outlets who had taken pictures of them at the ball had published pictures of them to show that they had been prophetic and had seen what was good for them.

Liang Jia and Mother Zhou were busy preparing for the wedding, while the bride-to-be Zhou Xingchen was busy preparing for the wedding. She almost never showed up, let alone interfere with the wedding.

At night, after she had finally finished her day's work, Liang Jia sat in front of her computer and browsed the web page. She silently sighed.

Almost all of the major financial and entertainment websites were occupied by her and Zhou Xing Chen's photos. The media was far more interested in the two of them than in the wedding itself.

From the looks of it, Mother Zhou's century-long wedding was just around the corner.

Liang Jia shifted her gaze away, pulled open the curtain, and stared blankly at the lights downstairs. However, the phone on her table suddenly rang.

She glanced over her shoulder, and the screen flashed with his name.

The news of the wedding had already been released for so long, and now that the wedding day was approaching, this child had only just called. He must have been enduring for a long time.

Liang Jia helplessly shook her head. Her fingertips slipped as she picked up the phone. "Hello?"

Li Yin's voice was clearly angry, lacking the usual sunny tone. "Are you really going to marry Zhou Xing Chen?"

Liang Jia froze for a moment, not understanding why he was so angry.

She lightly tapped on the windowsill with her fingertip, her voice sounding a little relaxed. "The news has already been spread, how could it be fake?"

"I thought … I thought that this was just another whim of Zhou Xing Chen's. I didn't expect it to be true." Li Yin suppressed his anger and said, "Have you thought this through?"

"Yes." Liang Jia's hands paused for a moment, but the rhythm of her words didn't change. "After all, the Zhou Family has raised me for more than ten years. This is what I should do."

"Lil 'Yin." Liang Jia unconsciously caressed her earlobes with one hand, attempting to comfort him. "I also have my own difficulties."

Every time she called him that, it meant he was making trouble.

Li Yin clenched his hands into fists. It took him a long time to calm down. "What if I don't agree to let you marry him?"

There was no response from the phone. A few seconds later, a beep sounded.

Li Yin took off his phone to take a look. Liang Jia had already hung up. The next time she called, his phone would be off.