ASTNovels Chapter 241 He Has No Time To Worry About These Now
Chapter 241 He Has No Time To Worry About These Now
Chapter 241 He has no time to worry about these jokes right now Jin really didn't want to admit that it was because her IQ dropped and forgot about it, so she lied without blushing, "I can't remember your number."
The man's handsome face darkened.
This time it was really heavy enough to drip, and the shadow was so thick that it was about to overflow from the contours of his face, "Can't you remember my number?"
Duan Zijin felt that his words seemed to be crushed between his teeth before being squeezed out.
Of course she remembered his number.
"Who knows if you changed your mobile phone number when you arrived in the United States?" She muttered, domestic operators are very expensive to communicate abroad, and normal people will change their local numbers.
Unexpectedly, the man said in a deep voice, "No."
Duan Zijin choked, and came up with the second excuse: "Nowadays everyone has a smartphone, why do you need to memorize it with your head?"
The man's eyes darkened, and he didn't say a word. He just hugged her and stood in front of the ice cream shop without moving.
Duan Zijin's stomach growled at the wrong time, she quickly rubbed it gently with her hands, and looked at the restaurant on the corner not far away, "Let's not go to the police station, but to eat, okay?"
"not good."
"why?"
The man glanced at her, "Hungry?"
She nodded honestly.
"Recite my mobile phone number, and I will take you to dinner."
Duan Zijin, "..."
She felt that this man might be a demon, so she cleared her throat and gave an excuse three: "You and I are not related, but I will call you, will you come to the police station to pick me up?"
Because it was in his arms, with his muscular arms separated by thin cloth, Duan Zijin felt the man's muscles harden almost instantly, as if his whole body froze, even the sound of breathing disappeared. .
She looked over against the setting sun, but couldn't see clearly what kind of emotion was hidden in the flickering spots in his eyes.
After a while, the man's chest rose and fell slowly and slowly, as if he had finally come to life.
He hugged her, turned and walked in the opposite direction of the restaurant.
Duan Zijin tugged at his skirt again, "Where are you going?"
He said nothing, and walked to the parking space not far away, "The key is in the pocket, take it out."
The man is holding her with both hands now, so naturally he can't spare his hands to pick up the keys.
Duan Zijin let out an "oh", obediently took out the car key from his pocket, and unlocked the car.
The man opened the car door without much effort, put her in the co-pilot's seat, and fastened her seat belt.
Duan Zijin stared at the movement of him lowering his head to fasten his seat belt, and always felt that the man's lowered eyebrows and eyes were particularly solemn and stern, as if the purpose of this seat belt was not to protect her safety, but to ensure that she would not run away.
She was thinking, but his hands had already withdrawn from the posture of straddling her legs and embracing her to fasten her seat belt.
He slammed into the door on this side, and Duan Zijin watched him stride from the front of the car to the driver's seat on the other side, and sat in with a blank expression, inserted the car key, and started to adjust the navigation .
She didn't think she needed a navigation to find a place for dinner in Los Angeles.
"Where are you going?"
The man pursed his thin and cold lips, and his handsome side face had concise lines and sharp edges and corners. No matter how you looked at it, there was a three-point inhuman indifference.
He didn't look at her or pay attention to her, his expression and demeanor were still the same indifferent and self-contained.
The navigator chattered out a greeting in English, and then began to plan the route.
Duan Zijin recognized the name of the destination from the lengthy sentences.
consulate-of-china.
Chinese Consulate.
Duan Zijin vaguely understood something, but was a little uncertain, "You go to the consulate..."
"Reissue-passport, then go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
Duan Zijin was startled, and there was a little bit of complexity in his brown pupils, but he still said softly: "Now the consulate is closed."
The man held the steering wheel, his slender and beautiful fingers tightened inch by inch, his black eyes were as deep as luster, and his tone was deep and cold, "You came out with your passport today."
It was clearly a declarative sentence, but Duan Zijin heard a faint hint of a question.
How unsure was he that she would show up here with a passport?
Thinking of this, Duan Zijin suddenly understood his concerns, but she couldn't help but feel sore pain in her heart, she grabbed the mat on the seat with her hands, and scratched the edge of the mat with her nails, "Yes, I'm bringing The passport came out, I made up my mind to marry you, this decision will not change even if I wait until tomorrow. I will go to the consulate early tomorrow morning to reapply-passport, after I get it..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the man had already leaned over and pressed her over.
At some point, his hand grabbed her chin, lifted her face to his direction, and kissed her deeply.
The light refracted by the setting sun depicted the high-rise buildings on the streets of Los Angeles into majestic silhouettes. For the first time in six years, she felt that the city was unprecedentedly beautiful.
The light was so brilliant that it almost brought tears to the corners of her eyes.
"Think it over." The man's deep voice fell on her ears with enthusiasm, "Duan Zijin, I have no plans to divorce. If you decide to marry me, then no matter what—"
"Then let me think about it again." She interjected softly, wiping the corners of her eyes indiscriminately.
The man was originally expressionless, but after hearing her words, his facial features suddenly became gloomy, and layers of hostility burst out of the cocoon.
The hand pinching her chin was also hard, with the same cold tone: "I have given you three days."
"You didn't say you asked me to decide 60 years in three days." Duan Zijin's tone was clear and peaceful, and it even sounded a bit soft. "If you don't divorce, it's a lifetime thing."
The hostility between the man's brows grew deeper, "You planned to divorce when you decided to marry me from the very beginning?"
"That's not true." She replied quickly, "But I never thought about signing a life-and-death certificate with you. After all, under some special circumstances, I will still consider divorce."
The man sneered, "What special situation?"
"For example...you hit me." She said with a drawn out tone, "Domestic violence, I absolutely cannot bear it."
The man was startled, but he didn't expect her so-called special situation to refer to this, he lowered his eyebrows, "No."
When did he ever touch her?Even when he was the most angry, so angry that he wanted to kill her, he couldn't bear her to slap her.
Duan Zijin nodded, his brown eyes rolled slightly, the sparkle shone too much, his crimson lips opened and closed, and slowly uttered words: "Alcoholism, drugs, gambling, prostitution..."
Even though Jiang Lin didn't want to answer her nonsense questions, he still stopped her in a cold voice, "No."
Duan Zijin nodded again, "If these things really happen, I will definitely divorce you. Other than that, there is nothing else."
Other than that, nothing more.
The man let go of her, leaned back on the seat, and didn't say another word for a long time.
Duan Zijin looked at him generously.It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, but his pupils were so black that no air leaked out, making it impossible for her to capture his thoughts.
After a while, he raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and asked lightly, "Will you eat Western food or Chinese food tonight?"
"Western food." Duan Zijin replied without much hesitation.
The man started the car, slowed down and looked for a western restaurant on the side of the street.
There was silence in the carriage, and no one spoke for a while.
This marriage proposal was very casual, and the marriage... probably was also very casual.
There were no rings, no flowers, and he never even mentioned the wedding.
Is it okay to get a certificate?
Between them, is that all?
Duan Zijin was silent for a moment, and his soft voice came out from his crimson lips, as if he asked casually: "You marry me, what about Nancy and Leopold's family?"
Jiang Lin's movements paused, and he said calmly, "Announce the engagement."
The two words were spoken naturally, but the tone of voice was extremely cold, and there was no warmth at all when I was with her.
With a stab in her heart, she randomly picked up a topic and said, "If you do this...will your family agree? Isn't Nancy's father, Duke Leopold, always putting pressure on you?"
And Jiang Lin's father.
Yesterday, after Jiang Lin's stepmother explained the ins and outs clearly, she also said that this matter is very difficult to solve.The secret meeting of the Holy See is about to be held. If any scandal breaks out at this time, the credibility of Willebrand's family will be greatly reduced. In the crisis of life and death, any decision should be thought twice.
But for Jiang Lin to marry her rashly, it is tantamount to intensifying and detonating all the conflicts that are about to start.
In any case, now is not a good time.
"Him?" The man didn't know she had thought so much, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted, Cen Bo's smile was permeated with coolness, and there was bright mockery, "He doesn't have time to worry about this now."