Zong Yaohui, who didn't have much experience in "love", was helpless to help his good friend at this time.

He leaned his whole body back, spread his hands, and said lazily,

"Since you like her, why don't you just marry her home?"

With the Chi family's wealth, they don't necessarily have to marry someone of equal status. Their own assets are already rich enough to rival a country, and a marriage is just icing on the cake. Without it, it won't have much of an impact.

Chi Morong, who was bending over to pour wine, stopped what he was doing because of these words.

He slowly turned his head and looked at his friends beside him.

"What did you say? Marry her?"

Facing his friend's stunned eyes, Zong Yaohui looked at him for a few seconds before reacting.

"Fuck, come on, you're drinking here every day to drown your sorrows for that woman, but you've never thought about marrying her?"

He said with an incredible look on his face.

"No, don't you like her? I like you but I won't marry you, so what, are you doing?"

At this moment, Zong Yaohui felt that he had been worrying about him for nothing. He had originally thought that his friend was emotionally hurt and was afraid that something might happen, so he came to look after him himself.

As a result, he appears to be a deeply devoted lover on the outside, but he has never thought about marrying her in his heart. Who is he showing this infatuated look to?

Zong Yaohui was so angry that his fists clenched, but when he thought about how he had never won a fight, he gritted his teeth to let out his anger, picked up the bottle of wine on the table, poured himself a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

With depression in his heart, he stood up and said coldly,

"You can drink slowly here. I won't keep you company."

Chi Morong, who was sitting on the sofa, was still muttering,

"Marry her, marry her..."

The drunken brain reacted slowly, and Chi Morong didn't react until the door of the private room was closed for a while.

Marry?

Is it necessary to get married?

Chi Morong leaned back on the sofa, staring straight at the ceiling.

Because of his mother, Chi Morong had never thought about the word marriage.

He never thought of marrying any woman.

Chi Morong closed his eyes, and his thoughts surged in like a tide.

He thought of his mother, the woman who entered into marriage for love and whose life ultimately stopped forever at her best age because of love.

Love and marriage are like weapons to a mother, cruelly strangling her.

Therefore, he does not believe in love, let alone marriage.

Chi Morong learned to be independent, to bear things, and to hide his emotions since he was a child. There is a wall deep in his heart that blocks all warmth and love.

However, at this moment in this stuffy private room, with the alcohol still in his body, Chi Morong felt an impulse he had never felt before.

The word marriage stirred up waves in his heart.

He had never thought about sharing his life with any woman, but at this moment, he began to think that maybe, marriage was not so far away.

Maybe, there is someone who can break the wall in his heart and warm his soul.

If the person you want to marry is her, and if marriage is the only way to keep her by your side.

If it was her, he wanted to give it a try.

Chi Morong took a deep breath and opened his eyes. He decided to face his inner fear and struggle and take this step bravely.

Perhaps, marriage is not the end, but a brand new beginning.

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