Chen Jing narrowed her eyes and threatened: “If you don’t let go, I won’t pay attention to you.”
Jiang Dongling reluctantly released, his pursed lips looking somewhat aggrieved.
Chen Jing suppressed a laugh: “You said earlier you want to marry me, right?”
Jiang Dongling nodded eagerly. He wanted everyone to know she was his.
Chen Jing asked again: “I previously agreed, correct?”
“Yes,” Jiang Dongling nodded repeatedly, looking warily at her, “You’re not going back on your word, are you?”
He was just testing, but unexpectedly, Chen Jing actually nodded. He panicked instantly, his brow furrowing, and said forcefully: “A promise is a promise. You can’t go back on it.”
“Why can’t I?” Chen Jing sneered, “I don’t want to marry you now.”
Jiang Dongling’s eyes instantly turned red with anger. His chest heaved violently. After restraining himself repeatedly, he couldn’t help but punch the wall, his knuckles instantly splitting and bleeding.
Chen Jing showed no urgency at all, not even looking at his wound, and slowly curved her lips: “Don’t be anxious. I haven’t finished speaking.”
She raised an eyebrow, laughing softly: “If you agree to a few things, I’ll marry you immediately. How about that?”
“Immediately?”
“Yes.”
Getting a definitive answer, Jiang Dongling’s expression softened slightly. Although frustrated internally, he thought, who told the person before him was Guo’er? He could only admit defeat: “What conditions? Tell me.”
“From now on, you must do one good deed every day.”
” Jiang Dongling was slightly surprised and felt somewhat aggrieved. Just for this little thing, Guo’er almost tortured him to death.
Those hurtful words made his heart ache uncontrollably, his mood gloomy and sad, wishing he could vent his anger.
Jiang Dongling’s expression gradually turned cold. Just then, Chen Jing wrapped her arms around his neck. He quickly reached out to protect her, afraid she might fall.
Chen Jing looked down at him: “What were you thinking just now?”
His face was dark, looking terrifying.
Jiang Dongling held her, with a fragrant and soft beauty in his arms. He moved his head close, resting his face against her chest, mumbling: “Nothing…”
