allonlinenovel Chapter 371 If you don’t marry someone else, then shall we get married?
Chapter 371 If you don’t marry someone else, then shall we get married?
Huo Yan's tears rolled down like crazy as he cried bitterly:
"How can you get married? Please don't get married, Zhuang Zhoucheng? Don't get married!"
Zhuang Zhoucheng was stunned again and again.
But it was also a little puzzling. Why did she not want to marry him so much?
There is no doubt that her family has been urging her to get married recently, and people around her have revealed the urgent news of marriage to her.
In order to avoid marrying him, she started to act like a demon again?
After a moment, Zhuang Zhoucheng followed up on her words and asked:
"If not getting married, what about getting engaged? Get engaged first, huh?"
"No! I don't allow it, no, not at all!" Huo Yan shouted loudly.
Zhuang Zhou was angry:
"Then what do you think we should do?"
During this period of time, Zhuang Zhoucheng was left at a loss as to what to do because of his two living ancestors.
As an elderly man, he couldn't force his way into the opponent's attack and could only respond accordingly.
One reason is that there are so many ancestors younger than him, so he can't use force on them and has to coax them.
Huo Yan grabbed his clothes with one hand and punched him with the other.
Crying and yelling:
"I don't want you to get married, I don't want you to get engaged. You clearly liked me before, and you still have to like me now. If you want to get married, what should I do?"
What is Huo Yan most afraid of when coming to the capital?
It's just that he suddenly doesn't like her anymore and throws her out.
She is unfamiliar with the place, what should she do?
I'm really afraid of what's coming!
"I know your rich people's love won't last long, but it's wrong for you to do this! You know I have nowhere to go..."
Huo Yan cried so hard that her tears wet a part of Zhuang Zhoucheng's coat.
Zhuang Zhoucheng had gotten some clues. She thought...
"Come inside and let's talk."
"No! Don't talk!" Huo Yan yelled.
Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned, leaned over and slapped her hard on the butt, and said angrily:
"Try to make another noise, then go inside!"
Huo Yan bit her lips, pursed her mouth tightly, tears rolled down her cheeks, and she couldn't suppress her sobs, she was trembling.
Zhuang Zhoucheng looked down at her. She felt wronged when he yelled at her, and she would go crazy if he didn't deal with her.
How come he came back with such a stubborn temper?
He dragged Huo Yan into the house, went upstairs, closed the door, and acted as if he wanted to have a long talk with her.
Since she mentioned the engagement, it was a good opportunity to bring this up. Otherwise, he hadn't figured out how to bring it up with her.
Huo Yan was still sobbing and choking, his face flushed red.
Zhuang Zhoucheng touched her hand, and it was as cold as a popsicle.
He immediately pushed her down to sit on the sofa, took off her coat, and threw her thick pajamas:
"Put it on!"
Huo Yan dragged his robe around himself and tears rolled down his face again. He thought that he was about to marry someone else, so why was he still so nice to her?
Zhuang Zhoucheng turned sideways, changed his clothes, and then sat down beside her. He pulled a tissue for her and asked:
"Who told you I was getting married?"
"Are you still trying to hide it from me? Lu Zeng told me everything this afternoon."
Huo Yan looked at him with tears in her eyes, her mouth trembling.
Zhuang Zhoucheng sighed, Lu Zeng...
"Are you sad? You don't want me to marry another woman?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked back.
Huo Yan bit her lip and looked at him with tears in her eyes.
Silent.
Anyway, I just looked at him straight in the eyes, making it impossible for him to refuse.
Zhuang Zhoucheng pinched her face and whispered:
"Then let's get married?"
Huo Yan frowned but remained silent.
Zhuang Zhoucheng spread his hands and said:
"Then I have no choice. I have to get married. You are still young, and it would be fine to wait three to five years before talking about marriage. But at my age, can I wait three to five years? My old father, whom you met in Kyoto, is already eighty years old. His only wish is to see me get married and have children in his lifetime. I can't change his obsession. Just like your mother, not seeing you graduate, get married, and have children must be her lifelong regret."
Huo Yan bit her lip. She understood what he said.
"But……"
Huo Yan spoke, hummed two words, and then shut up again.
Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes fell lightly on her face and asked:
"If you have something to say, just say it."
Huo Yan wrinkled his face and said sullenly:
"But I'm still young. No one gets married at my age. Besides, your love won't last long. What if you don't like me anymore? You think I can't do anything. If you meet a girl who is younger and prettier than me, you will want to marry her again."
"In your opinion, am I such a promiscuous man?"
Zhou Cheng's tone was chilly and didn't sound very pleasant.
"no……"
Huo Yan shook his head, paused, and said:
"Actually, you don't really like me that much, do you?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows. Wasn’t this enough to please him?
Huo Yan buried his face and said:
"You don't like me enough to get married, and I don't think we'll be together for long. If you can like me until graduation, I'll be satisfied. By then, if you don't want me anymore, I'll be able to do other things, I can work, and I can be independent."
Zhuang Zhoucheng said in a deep voice:
"Is it that you have no confidence in me, or are you planning to walk away by then?"
Huo Yan looked up at Zhuang Zhoucheng and said to him:
"Aren't people like you afraid of women pestering you?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned slightly. Wow, this little thing thinks a lot.
Zhuang Zhoucheng asked again:
"So you've been keeping a way out, wanting independence?"
Huo Yan tilted her head and looked at him. Since he didn't explain it clearly, she was a little confused.
Zhuang Zhoucheng took her hand, held it, and carefully played with each of her fingers.
After a moment, Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered:
"Don't be afraid, trust me."
Huo Yan looked at him and nodded slowly.
Zhuang Zhoucheng approached her, gently took her into his arms, and whispered:
"Let's get engaged first, not married. It'll also be an explanation to my old father. At my age, if I'm not married, people will doubt my sexual orientation. Yan'er, I'll wait for you for a year, okay?"
He hadn't finished speaking, but his meaning was clear.