The rebirth confession failed, the school beauty is anxious

Chapter 622

Jasmine was extremely speechless.

He doesn't have the nerve to care about himself even though he has nothing to do with his life-long affairs?

"Jasmine..."

"Mr. Liu, what's wrong with you?"

Jasmine turned around and saw Mr. Liu's slightly drunk face approaching her.

She was so frightened that she quickly shrank back and said timidly: "Mr. Liu...you..."

Liu Wenkang said in a deep voice: "Let's get married..."

"???"

Jasmine's eyes widened.

Mr. Liu, he, he, he... what does he mean?

Drank too much?

"Mr. Liu, you drank too much..."

Jasmine held Liu Wenkang's chest with both hands, lowered her head and said with a blushing face.

Liu Wenkang's eyes dimmed a bit and he sat back down in his seat.

He said awkwardly: "Sorry, I did drink a little too much today!"

Then both of them stopped talking.

The special car parked outside the Huakang Group office building.

The driver of the special car opened the door for Liu Wenkang. When Liu Wenkang was about to get out of the car, Jasmine suddenly shouted: "Mr. Liu..."

"Ok?"

Liu Wenkang stopped and looked at her.

Jasmine blushed and said shyly: "Do you want... do you want to go through the process first?"

"I like to be direct..."

Liu Wenkang understood what Jasmine meant, and the process was to fall in love.

But he didn't want to waste time.

Jasmine pursed her lips: "Then... when will you go... to get the certificate?"

Get married, get married, who is afraid of whom?

The worst thing is to get married first and fall in love later!

Having followed Mr. Liu for more than three years, she knows very well what kind of person Mr. Liu is.

Apart from being a bit straight-tempered, everything else is pretty good.

Liu Wenkang was stunned.

Did she agree now?

Zhou Chen is right, women's hearts are as deep as the bottom of the sea, it's really unpredictable.

. . . . . .

Zhou Chen returned to Jinyue Hotel and slept.

Five p.m.

Jiang Wu and the others came over.

Zhou Chen told Jiang Wu and others about his next plan.

Jiang Wu widened his eyes and said, "Is this possible?"

Zhou Chen nodded and said: "Things that can be settled with money are nothing!"

Tang Wan's eighteenth birthday was originally going to be held in Jiangzhou.

Now I can only stay in that sanatorium with no freedom.

Zhou Chen wants to give Tang Wan an unforgettable memory on her eighteenth birthday.

The next few days.

Jiang Wu rushed to various major fireworks and firecracker factories.

Liu Zi and Moo Zi went to the villages around Qiu Feng Mountain to deliver gifts from house to house.

In just three days, Zhou Chen spent one million.

. . . . . .

Jingshan Palace.

One of the few villa areas in Beijing.

The villas here are several times more luxurious than those built in the 1980s, 1990s, or even the millennium outside.

Villas stand neatly on both sides of the tree-lined lane.

Each building has its own unique style, reflecting the wealth of the Murong family.

In the center of the villa area is a huge artificial lake, with several luxury yachts moored on the lake. The white hulls of the boats contrast with the blue lake water.

Murong Bai stood on the roof of his private villa, holding a half glass of red wine in his left hand and a mobile phone in his right hand.

"How are you preparing?"

"We are almost ready. I guarantee that Miss Tang Wan will never forget this birthday party!"

"Well, thank you for your hard work!"

Murong Bai hung up the phone, picked up the goblet and took a sip.

And another villa.

At this time, direct descendants gathered.

The white-haired old man sitting in the main seat frowned slightly and said: "Without the people from Canghai stationed there, will Hospital No. 3 be investigated?"

Murong Cangjiang said: "Big brother has already said hello to the relevant departments. They will take care of the matter about Qiu Fengshan. Big brother's suggestion is just in case. The sanatorium must stop the experiment and transfer the relevant data to other laboratories." !”

The white-haired old man sighed leisurely: "This is the only way..."