The black Maybach drove smoothly on the avenue.

The smooth lines reflect dazzling luster in the open world.

Inside the carriage.

When Wei Yiming saw Jiang Cenran's handsome side face, he remembered the thing Jiang's mother suspected of him, and her smile could not be suppressed.

"Don't laugh anymore." Jiang Cenran's voice was deep and he was warning.

Wei Yiming leaned his body a little, held his cheek with his backhand and stared at Jiang Cenran, imitating Jiang's mother's tone and said with regret: "Why can't you?"

There was a red light ahead, Jiang Cenran stepped on the brakes, and the car stopped.

He turned his face lightly, looked at Wei Yiming with deep eyes, and his thin lips overflowed with a slow voice: "Can I do it, don't you know?"

Wei Yiming: "..." He actually drove seriously with this face.

"It seems that it still needs to be practiced so that the little princess will not come up with some fallacies."

Wei Yiming smiled with a look of "What did you say, I can't understand."

Jiang Cenran's lips curled, and after a moment, he said, "My mother has chosen for a few days. You can take a look at it yourself. How about getting engaged first?"

"Auntie, please do it, I can do it." Wei Yiming spoke in understanding.

"Then I'll convey your meaning to her."

Wei Yiming: “…”

That's it?

When I saw that he was not ruthless in giving gifts, he didn't say anything about such a big deal as engagement?

Is her kindness and generosity so deeply rooted in people's hearts?

A little angry.

*

When the lights are on, the bright lights illuminate the entire city in luxury and prosperity.

Private room.

"So quickly?" Everyone was surprised to hear the news that Jiang Cenran was about to get engaged.

Yu Jiaxun had a rare chance to mock Jiang Cenran, so he would not let it go: "Brother Ran, do you still remember what you said in this private room on the day the little princess just returned to China."

Jiang Cenran: "I don't remember."

Yu Jiaxun: "..." How should he answer the conversation?

"Or why would you help me recall the memories?"

Yu Jiaxun: "..." He admitted his thug and did not dare to stroke the tiger's beard.

Jiang Cenran hooked his finger at him, and his high aura made Yu Jiaxun stretch his head over.

Jiang Cenran frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to touch my head?"

Jiang Cenran's expression was cold and his tone was cold: "I don't raise a dog like you."

"Why are you still attacking me personally?"

"Are you talking about being a dog? Do you know how to please your owner? Dogs are more important than you know how to please your owner."

Yu Jiaxun: "..." Can a strong man cry too?

"Since the little princess likes game production, please introduce her more customers."

Hearing Jiang Cenran's request, Yu Jiaxun raised his eyebrows lightly and couldn't help but joke: "Brother Ran, are you worried that Wen Si will spend the time with the little princess in the name of cooperation, right?"

Jiang Cenran lifted his eyelids, his lazy look seemed to have no temper. "I like being my brain cell so much?"

Yu Jiaxun suddenly felt creepy. His words were no different from "You will die in the next second".

In order to alleviate the terrible atmosphere, Yu Jiaxun said: "Brother Ran, how are you planning to propose to the little princess?"

Jiang Cenran's fingers were slightly paused with his wine glass.

Seeing this, Yu Jiaxun asked in surprise: "Are you not going to propose to the little princess?"

Jiang Cenran pondered for a few seconds, but he had never thought about it.

"It's over." Yu Jiaxun scolded anxiously, "How can you not propose? This is a matter once in a lifetime. Do you want the little princess to have any regrets?"

At this time, the door of the private room opened, and Ye Wenshen, who was wearing a crisp formal outfit, came in.

He sat next to Jiang Cenran, drank a glass of wine to moisten his throat, and then asked, "What are you calling everyone today?"

"Brother Ran is going to get engaged. But he is not ready to propose." Yu Jiaxun concluded briefly.

Jiang Cenran turned to Ye Wenshen and asked him with a humility, saying, "Must ask for marriage?"

Ye Wenshen was not good at such men and women, so he replied to him with little certainty: "Is it supposed to?"

"As long as you realize, you have a decent face, otherwise you will be destined to be lonely." Yu Jiaxun shook his head.

Jiang Cenran fell into deep thought and couldn't help but remember what the little girl said at the resort.

What business marriages, what likes others, and what doesn’t require emotional foundation.

If he didn't propose, it would seem like he had confirmed these messy words.

Jiang Cenran's eyes were rarely serious. He asked Yu Jiaxun: "How did others propose?"

"Of course, it's about creating an extremely romantic atmosphere and then kneeling on one knee to propose."

Jiang Cenran glanced at Yu Jiaxun with a weak look. The disgust in it could not be hidden at all, "Don't talk nonsense."

"For specific purposes, you can find a wedding planning company."

Jiang Cenran: "I should have known that your dog is very empty."

Yu Jiaxun retorted dissatisfiedly: "All my plans are to keep until the day I propose to my future wife."

Jiang Cenran sneered: "You may not have this opportunity, right?"

Yu Jiaxun: "..." bullying tat.

*

Three days later, Wei Family Villa.

Jiang's mother sat on the sofa, and she fully interpreted the noble and elegant style without any words or actions.

Xu Meiru felt a sense of humility in front of her.

Especially Jiang's mother did not hide her disdain.

After the servant brought the exquisite tea snacks, Jiang's mother slowly spoke: "To show respect, I will come here in person to tell you that I will set the engagement date between Nuonuo and Cen Ran in October. As for engagement, our family will be fully responsible, so you don't have to worry about it."

In order to prevent disagreement, Wei Jingshan did not notify Mrs. Wei to come over, otherwise, the old man would be furious again after saying this from Jiang's mother.

Xu Meiru smiled and said, "We know that Mrs. Jiang is kind-hearted, but Yi Ming is the daughter of the Wei family. How can you be so embarrassed to let you be fully responsible?"

Jiang's mother glanced at Xu Meiru with a light look, and a smile appeared on her lips: "What? Did the stepmother really take herself seriously after taking it for a long time?"

Xu Meiru's face suddenly turned a little ugly.

Wei Jingshan actually didn't like Jiang's mother's tone and said lightly: "Yiming is my daughter. Regarding engagement, it is safer for the two companies to have business deals."

Jiang's mother picked up the exquisite and beautiful tea cup, took a sip of black tea, and said slowly: "I have never seen a father who has been cruel to leave his daughter abroad for four years. I am afraid that the Wei family's family's family tradition will not be able to discuss any safe way."

Wei Jingshan frowned slightly, but he did not give in: "Mrs. Jiang, Yi Ming has my blood. I have raised her for so many years. I think I am qualified to participate in her engagement."

Can Mother Jiang still not know what they were paying attention to?

It was just to use this engagement to restore the decline of Weishi Company.

But Wei Yiming is the daughter of the Wei family after all, and his blood relationship cannot be erased.

Those nepotisms are afraid they cannot escape.

Jiang's mother's tone was slightly cold: "Okay. But Xu Meiru is not a glutinous mother. She doesn't have to participate in the engagement."

Xu Meiru's fingertips suddenly clenched, and her chest was filled with anger and depression.

This feeling of being slapped in person is so frustrating and uncomfortable.

Jiang's mother stood up, her slightly drooping eyelids, "It's better to worry about your own daughter than to worry about her. I think she hates marrying."

Even Xu Meiru scolded this sentence.

The mother and daughter used to plot against Wei Yiming's absence from the country, but they did not disgust her.

Xu Meiru held back until Jiang's mother left Wei's villa, and her eyes turned red: "Others say it's difficult to be a stepmother, but I really have a deep understanding now."

After all, Wei Jingshan has been a little reluctant to do so for many years: "You know her relationship with Yi Ming's mother, don't be sad."

"Does I not even attend their engagement banquet? Then what am I?"

"No." Wei Jingshan gave her a reassurance.
To be continued...