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Listening to this, Rong Yu smiled faintly, and said with a thin lips, "Really, it's your misconception."

When Fu Nuan saw his casual look, she felt that this man was not simple.

Rong Yu, on the other hand, did not care much about her probing gaze, and turned to open the car door.

"Let's go, I'll send you back."

Fu Nuan looked at his disapproving expression, shifted his gaze, and refused:

"No, thanks. I'll drive myself."

Then, without waiting for the man to say anything, she turned around and walked quickly to her seat.

No matter what kind of person the legendary President Rong was, he would be her future husband.

Since she had made this decision, she shouldn't have done it with other men from now on … Having been in close contact.

Especially Rong Yu.

In the darkness, the man watched the woman's back as she walked into the distance. An evil light flashed in his eyes, and the smile on his face gradually deepened.

He had wanted to tell her about his identity tonight, but looking at that petite figure, he felt that things were becoming more and more interesting.

On the second day, Fu Nuan arrived outside the HC Hotel on time according to the address sent by the Assistant Chen.

She was just about to get out of the car when her phone rang in her bag. It was her father.

"Father …"

"Xiao Wen, have you really thought about it?"

On the other end, Fu Zhao's voice was still as worried as ever. After Fu Nuan heard this, he bit his lips, steeled his mind, and said with certainty:

"I'm already at the hotel."

The meaning behind his words was that there was no way back.

Fu Zhao remained silent for a while, before finally hanging up. Then, he got off the car decisively and no longer gave himself any time to hesitate.

Fu Nuan walked into the predetermined room and quietly waited inside. It was just that under his seemingly calm face, he had a perturbed heart the entire time.

Until …

"Dong, dong, dong."

Knocking on the door, Fu Nuan stood up to open it. Standing in front of him was a man holding a briefcase, looking very gentle.

She was stunned for a moment before she instinctively nodded her head. "Hello."

The man smiled gently, "Hello, Miss Fu, please do not misunderstand, I am not President Rong. I am the President Rong's assistant, my surname is Chen. "

Hearing this, Fu Nuan's mind was in a daze. He inexplicably heaved a sigh of relief, and swallowed the parched feeling in his throat.

"Oh …" "Hello."

The two of them sat back down at the table. Assistant Chen handed over a marriage agreement and said in a businesslike manner: "Miss Fu, take a look. If you have any objections, feel free to bring it up anytime."

Fu Nuan's eyes looked at the eye-catching "Pre-nuptial Agreement" on the cover of the document, and hesitated for a moment, but he did not immediately accept it.

Assistant Chen spoke again slowly: "Miss Fu doesn't seem to be willing? President Rong said that if Miss Fu didn't wish to do it, you can say it out loud. President Rong doesn't like to force others to do it. "

After Fu Nuan heard this, she frowned, and looked over with a doubtful expression, "It's not that I don't want to … I'm just thinking, when will I be able to meet with President Rong? "

Hearing that, Assistant Chen's expression did not change, he replied with a smile: "President Rong has been overseas on a business trip, but he will be back before the wedding."

"Wedding?"

When Fu Nuan heard these two words, his body trembled.

"Yes, after we sign the prenuptial agreement, we will prepare the wedding. President Rong is a very traditional man."

So... Did she have to see her husband at the wedding?

Her faint gaze fell upon the marriage contract on the table, as if … There was nothing left for her to care about, all that remained was a single word —

"I'll sign."

On the black and white paper, Fu Nuan wrote his name at the place where the woman signed her name, and swept his eyes across the blank spot where the man signed his name …