Rosé Diadem

Chapter 4 It seems that Miss Lou has already thought about it

Lou Ruan felt dizzy after hearing this. She held onto the big pillow beside her and thought that she must have drunk too much last night.

It’s still not good to drink too much, as it will cause hallucinations.

She must have read too many novels to hear Xie Yanli say such things.

Because she heard Zhou Yuetian say that last night, she put herself in the shoes of the heroine of the novel, imagining that she would be looked down upon and then marry a handsome, rich and chosen son of heaven, and finally slap Zhou Yuetian in the face and reach the peak of her life...

Drank too much, drank too much, and drank less in the future.

Lou Ruan raised her hand solemnly and patted her face, trying to wake herself up.

Marrying Xie Yanli is the dream of many people, and she is obviously dreaming.

She really needs to wash her face to wake herself up now.

The man leaning over there paused, his thin hand bones fell, he lowered his black eyelashes, and slowly adjusted his watch, "As for Miss Lou's benefits..."

The fingers on the watch paused slightly, and the man's voice was magnetic and pleasant, "After the divorce, you can get half of my property."

Lou Ruan had just lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, and was so scared that he almost fell off the bed when he heard his words.

Xie Yanli looked calm and composed. He took off the watch carefully made by a famous Italian craftsman, put it on the wooden high table beside him with his eyes downcast, and said in a low voice, "Most of our circle is about marriage."

"If Miss Lou also wants to marry, then I..." He paused and laughed softly, "It should be a good choice, right?"

Lou Ruan paused, and suddenly thought of Zhou Yuetian's words at the dinner party yesterday.

[It's just an adopted daughter. People like us still have to be well-matched. 】

Her adoptive father and adoptive mother are in marriage.

This circle is indeed mostly about marriage.

All, well-matched.

Lou Ruan lowered her eyes, her thick black hair covering her cheeks, revealing only half of her fair chin. She nodded thoughtfully, "Indeed."

If they wanted to arrange a marriage, Xie Yanli would indeed be the best choice.

Her slender fingers slowly grasped the corner of the snow-white quilt, but he was Xie Yanli.If he wanted to arrange a marriage, she would not be his best choice.

After all, she was just the adopted daughter of the Xu family.

Even if she was not an adopted daughter, but the biological daughter of the Xu family, there was still a big difference.

It was really not a good match.

"Miss Lou, you can consider it." Xie Yanli lifted his eyelids and finally looked over. He looked leisurely and calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

Lou Ruan lowered his eyes, and Zhou Yuetian's words at the dinner party yesterday echoed in his ears over and over again.

His words were like a knife, and over the years, the knife had been hanging over his head.

And last night, it fell completely.

Xie Yanli leaned there and looked at her for a few seconds, his eyelashes drooping, and he didn't know what he was thinking for a few seconds, "Eat breakfast first."

After speaking, he straightened up, and slowly lowered his head to look at the watch he had just taken off, picked it up, as if he was going to leave.

The moment he turned his face away, the emotions that surrounded Lou Ruan, like thorns and tangled threads, seemed to be cut off by something. She suddenly raised her head, "Thank you for the banquet!"

The man who was about to turn around stopped and looked back at her.

The pair of eyes looking at her were dark and cold. He smiled with his lips curled, and his Adam's apple with red marks rolled slightly. His voice was still as lazy and pleasant as always, "It seems that Miss Lou has thought about it."

The tone was calm.

Lou Ruan took a deep breath, looked at him steadily and asked, "Will you be at a disadvantage if you marry me?"Xie Yanli raised his eyebrows slightly: "Suffering a loss?"

Lou Ruan's eyes fell on his face, but she seemed not to be looking at him. Her eyes were empty and unfocused. Her fingers tugged at her skirt and her voice lowered, "After all, we are not a good match."