Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

Gu Li snorted, “We’re practically an old married couple, why would we fear a third wheel?”

“Haha, that’s funny. If a few months of dating make you an old married couple, then what does that make me and Lu Cong?”

“Hmph, don’t flaunt that you two have a three-year-old son, Brother Ting and I will have one sooner or later.”

Not wanting to lose face, Gu Li couldn’t help but argue with Murong Qian.

“But you won’t be pregnant in the next year or two, right? But Little Pear, when are you two planning to remarry?

Murong Qian was indeed concerned about her younger sister’s lifelong matter.

Gu Li puffed up her cheeks, sounding aggrieved, “We have no choice but to wait for a good day next month. Brother Ting is even more impatient than I am.”

“Hehe.”

“But when are you planning to tell Lu Cong about Xunxun?”

Gu Li couldn’t help but ask her.

Murong Qian’s eyes flickered, “I don’t know.”

During this time, she accompanied Lu Cong around the streets and alleys, but unfortunately still found nothing, he still couldn’t remember anything.

Furthermore, because Lu Cong was not returning to his country, Lady Lu had called him several times to persuade him. If they prolonged it any further, Lady Lu might find out about her existence.

“I’m not ready to confront the Lu family head-on.”

Murong Qian expressed her thoughts honestly.

Gu Li could understand Murong Qian’s thoughts. Sometimes, caring too much could be constraining, fear of losing everything by a slip of the hand.

“Sis, whatever decision you make, I will support you!”

“Thank you, Little Pear.”

Murong Qian sincerely said.

After chatting with Gu Li, an unfamiliar number called.

Murong Qian frowned, pressing the answer key: “Hello, who is this?”

The other party didn’t speak immediately.

Murong Qian subconsciously glanced at the phone screen. The call was still connected, her eyebrows knit together tighter, she spoke again: “Who is it? If you don’t speak, I will hang up.”

“Murong Qian….”

The other party finally called out her name.

It was a young woman’s voice, unfriendly in tone.

Murong Qian frowned, “Who are you?”

“I’m Li Ruoruo, Lu Cong’s fiancée.”

At this time, Li Ruoruo was in a car opposite Murong Qian’s villa, staring at the villa, her eyes full of hatred.

Since she came to M Country, she knew early on that Lu Cong and this vixen lived here.

The reason why she had been patient and had not shown her face was that this couple was practically inseparable.

Finally today, Lu Cong went out, so she contacted Murong Qian.

“Is there something?”

Murong Qian asked coldly.

Li Ruoruo sneered, “I want to talk to you. At the Blue Coffee Shop near your house, see you in 10 minutes.”

Unexpectedly, she even knew where she lived, obviously coming prepared. Murong Qian’s lips tightened, she nodded, “Okay.”

After changing into her clothes for going out, she asked housekeeper Auntie Zhang to take care of Murong Yun, and then she drove out.

….

10 minutes later.

Murong Qian arrived at the Blue Coffee Shop.

She saw a young oriental girl sitting by the window, with a cute appearance, and seeming pretty delicate. She knew it was Li Ruoruo.

She had seen Li Ruoruo from a distance at their engagement banquet four years ago, so she recognized her.

“Miss Li—”

Murong Qian walked over lightly and greeted casually.

Li Ruoruo looked up and saw Murong Qian’s stunning and seductive face. A trace of jealousy quickly flashed across her eyes.

This woman was too beautiful and bewitching, no wonder she had bewitched Brother Cong into leaving the Lu family.

“Sit, Miss Murong.”

Li Ruoruo didn’t give Murong Qian a pleasant look.

After Murong Qian sat down, a waiter happened to pass by. She ordered a latte.

“Miss Li, what can I do for you?”

Murong Qian asked straightforwardly.

Li Ruoruo didn’t beat around the bush, she cut straight to the point: “Leave Lu Cong. How much do you want? Name your price.”

“Pfft—”

Murong Qian almost burst out laughing, “Miss Li, have you been reading too many novels? This cliché of throwing money to get someone to leave their boyfriend is outdated.”

“To deal with gold diggers like you, money is the quickest solution.”

Li Ruoruo gritted her teeth.

“Heh.”

Murong Qian scoffed, crossed her arms over her chest and lifted her chin to face Ruoruo, “Now I’m kind of curious about how much Lu Cong is worth to you.”

“In my heart, Brother Cong is priceless. But you’re not necessarily the same”

“Oh? So how much are you planning to give me then?”