If Jing Yiran had not been holding Jing Zhi in his arms, Zhao Anan would have kicked him.
He actually wanted to marry three!
"In your dreams!"
Zhao Anan said angrily,"with a father like you, Jing Zhi will be led astray by you!" I definitely won't be able to get a wife in the future!"
"Nonsense, look at how romantic my son is, he even brought roses for his future first and second wife! Unlike you, you actually have the nerve to let your son come-handed. I think that since your family is so rich, you should at least give him a few tens of millions as a betrothal gift!"
Jing Yiran said as he turned to Zheng Lun,"Lun, you see, Zhao Anan is so insincere. You can't hand your daughter over to such a stingy person. Let's choose our Jing Zhi. He's handsome and generous!"
In fact, Zheng Lun had not talked to Jing Yiran much. But she always felt that Jing Yiran was very funny and friendly, so she didn't feel too distant from him.
