She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

In the magnificent luxury villa, a woman's lazy and idle tone floated out of the hall with the gentle breeze.

"I don't want to marry."

As soon as these four words came out, Nan Chunian, who was talking about the wedding dates of his two families on the sofa opposite, paused and couldn't help but be stunned.

He looked at his daughter on the sofa opposite, holding a fluffy pillow. His fingers tightened on the paper in his hand unconsciously, and he asked again as if he hadn't heard clearly:

"Zhizhi, what did you just say?"

Nan Shiyu held her chin with her fingertips. There was a hint of laziness on her beautiful, bright face. Her long crow-feathered eyelashes were half-draped, casting a shadow on her eyelids, which perfectly covered her pair of breasts with bright stars. Ling eyes were covered.

Feili's red lips moved slightly and she repeated the words just now.

"Dad, I don't want to get married."

Her voice was very calm, with almost no hint of anger.

It seems that he just expresses his opinion casually.

After the last word fell, she changed her posture, but the relaxed feeling around her that grew up in a wealthy family did not change.

With her slender porcelain white fingers, she held the pomelo tea cup and rubbed it twice. A little light from outside secretly filtered in, hitting Nan Shiyu's hand, which made her skin color even more creamy and white.

Nan Chunian's eyes fell on her face, looking at this precious daughter whom he had doted on since childhood. Although he was surprised by what she just said, he didn't see any anger.

Dote on your own children. Over the years, no one in Haicheng knew that Nan Chunian doted on his only precious daughter.

Everyone who has seen it will say: "It's really 'fear of falling when you hold it in your hand, and fear of melting when you hold it in your mouth'."

"The marriage between Nan and Jiang was decided when you and Jing Yu were young."

"In Haicheng, only the Jiang family can rival our Nan family in all aspects of power and status. Jiang Jingyu, the current leader of the Jiang family, is a perfect match for you in terms of origin, temperament, and appearance."

"Zhizhi, give dad a reason not to get married."

Nan Shiyu lowered her eyes and looked at the tea cup in her hand. The faint fragrance of tea lingered on the tip of her nose. The tea she usually liked the most was not to her liking now.

The Jiang family is indeed the best candidate for marriage.

Jiang Jingyu is indeed the perfect husband that countless famous ladies want to marry.

It's just that the higher the class of a wealthy family, the more rules they have.

She grew up with the bottomless doting of her parents and brother, and developed a lazy temperament. When she was at home, she would do whatever she felt comfortable with.

Now that she suddenly married into the Jiang family, whose background was not inferior to that of the Nan family, she would have to act like an impeccable marionette in every word and deed from now on. It was a big headache just thinking about it.

In addition, although she and Jiang Jingyu had made a verbal engagement early on, in fact, she was not familiar with him at all.

No different than a stranger.

Nan Shiyu sighed silently in her heart.

Her long eyelashes moved slightly, she glanced at her father's expression calmly, opened and closed her red lips, and said:

"I already have someone I like, okay?"

Nan Chunian did not expect that his precious daughter would give such a reason.

Apart from the surprise, I was full of surprise.

However, before he could speak, a tall and noble figure stood at the entrance of the hall.

Nan Chunian glanced at his daughter, then looked at Jiang Jingyu, and said familiarly: "Jingyu, are you here?"

Nan Shiyu's fingertips froze, and she turned her head instantly.

In an instant, he collided with the pair of eyes as deep as the clear abyss at the door.

Half of the man's face was hidden in the shadows, but the noble outline of his face could still be seen, and his brows and eyes were dark, like the endless stretch of night.

It was almost noon, and the temperature outside was a bit high. Jiang Jingyu had his suit jacket draped on his arm, and the cuffs at his wrists were rolled up loosely, revealing a cold white skin.

In a moment, Jiang Jingyu walked in.

He moved his eyes away from Nan Shiyu and looked at Nan Chunian.

His voice was low and polite, and he asked warmly:

"Uncle, can I talk to Miss Nan alone?"

Nan Chunian looked at his daughter, then at Jiang Jingyu, whom he was satisfied with but might not be his son-in-law, and nodded in agreement.

"of course."

Nan Shiyu just wanted to get up, but before she could move, her own father stood up first.

"I'll go out and take a call. You two can talk first."

After Nan Chunian left, Jiang Jingyu sat down on the sofa diagonally opposite.

His deep and deep gaze was fixed on Nan Shiyu impartially.

In the hall, only Nan Shiyu and Jiang Jingyu were left.

When he looked at her like this, Nan Shiyu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He straightened his body unconsciously and sat upright.

The first person to break the dead silence was Jiang Jingyu.

The first sentence is——

"Miss Nan just said that you have someone you like?"

Nan Shiyu: "..."

"It's convenient to reveal, who is it?"

The corners of Nan Shiyu's lips moved, but she didn't say a single name.

Jiang Jingyu's eyes seemed to be filled with something else, "So protective?"

Nan Shiyu raised her eyelashes and met his eyes.

"If Mr. Jiang minds, the marriage between the two families——"

Before she could finish speaking, a calm voice cut off her words.

"do not mind."

Nan Shiyu: "...?"

...so generous.

"The marriage between the Jiang and Nan families is a tacit fact in Haicheng. You and I are closely related to each other. If we cancel the engagement rashly at this time, it will have a huge impact on both families."

Nan Shiyu naturally knew this.

Born into a wealthy family and enjoying a life of fine clothing and fine food, it is natural to make corresponding sacrifices for the family.

Therefore, when Nan Chunian mentioned the wedding date, she only casually expressed her opinion tentatively, instead of relying on her parents' favor and forcing her father to break off the engagement with the merchant by crying, making trouble, and hanging herself.

Nan Shiyu knew in her heart that the probability of this marriage being canceled was too low.

But what Jiang Jingyu said next was beyond her expectation.

"After we get married, Miss Nan's life will not change in any way."

Nan Shiyu looked at him, and Jiang Jingyu continued:

"After I get married, I will go abroad to expand overseas markets. I won't come back normally. You don't need to deal with any household chores, and there won't be any conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

"If you are used to living in the matrimonial house, then live in the matrimonial house. If you are not used to it, you can also go back to live in the Nan family. It all depends on your wishes. I will not interfere with this."

Nan Shiyu's eyes brightened.

I have to say that the conditions proposed by Jiang Jingyu are indeed quite tempting.

"So -" she said, "we are just a couple in name only?"

The kind where everyone can play their own thing after marriage without interfering with each other?

After hearing what she meant, Jiang Jingyu crossed his fingers silently, and there was a slight surge of ink in his eyes.

His throat rolled, and he said, "Not entirely."

"A family like Jiang and Nan always has an heir."

Jiang Jingyu stopped talking.

After he finished speaking, he added:

"Of course, if Miss Nan is not afraid of pain, in vitro fertilization is also an option."

Nan Shiyu's mouth twitched.