"Don't turn it off, let's see what they are talking about." Jing Jiaren stopped him curiously.

"Women are just gossips!"

"It's boring anyway." And she didn't want to sleep.

Ximen Longting raised his lips and smiled: "Shall I get you something to eat?"

"You want to run? No, stay with me." Jing Jiaren hugged him, "Before the wedding tomorrow, you are not allowed to go anywhere, let alone leave my sight for half a second?"

"So strict?" Ximen Longting smelled the white back of her neck, "What are you afraid of? That I would run away from the marriage?"

"I always feel panicked...I'm afraid things won't go smoothly."

Wang Yingying knew she was going to get married, how could she give up so easily?

Damn it, it would be nice if they got married secretly and didn't spread the date...

"I promise you," Ximen Longting's hot breath came to him, "Even if the Civil Affairs Bureau collapses tomorrow, it will not stop us from getting married. Even if I die, I will add your name to the marriage certificate before I die."

Jing Jiaren asked in response: "Your household registration is thin...?"

"Being independent."

Jing Jiaren squinted her eyes with satisfaction, nestled in his arms, and stared at the scrolling on the screen.

These people can really talk. But everyone has their own story.

Suddenly the words "Ximen Longting" flashed across her eyes, and she couldn't help but take a closer look.

[I'm afraid that I'll have a hard life after getting married and he'll have nothing. A good friend of mine has always boasted about how great a man he is. He is said to be the second generation of rich men and has two houses in Beijing's Third Ring Road.]

[If you own a house in Beijing’s Third Ring Road, you are a rich second generation?]

[Yes, it is said that there are two villas in other cities, and the man has all kinds of nice things.]

[What is a villa? Then my boyfriend is Ximen Longting! Houses are calculated as units one by one. 】

"Ximen Longting, did you see that they are talking about you?"

Ximen Longting glanced at the screen, his face slightly stiff: "Where did I get my girlfriend?"

"They were joking, not serious."

"You women just love to daydream!"

Sure enough, as soon as the name Ximen Longting was thrown out, it aroused heated discussions among many women.

[Ximen Longting, that man with a fortune of tens of thousands?]

【Sister, don’t take it seriously.】

[Oh, I thought your boyfriend was really him, I was so scared!]

[National husband, you can’t be so OUT, you don’t even know this? 】

Jing Jiaren felt a little sad. People outside didn't know that Ximen Longting's rights had been taken away. Now he was just an empty shell, right?

He does not have supreme rights and countless property.

He has...become an ordinary man.

No, compared with ordinary men, Ximen Longting can still be considered an ordinary CEO.

"National husband, Ximen Longting, have you seen this?" Jing Jiaren bumped him with her elbow, "This proves that you are now the target of women's competition."

"Sick?" Ximen Longting narrowed his cold eyes, "Have they seen me?"

"No... they don't need to see you, they have already fallen in love with your property."

"Where did the family property come from?" Ximen Longting grabbed her waist, "I have nothing now."

"...Think I didn't say it." Did it hit his pain point?

"However, in order for you to become the queen," Ximen Longting laughed softly, "I must be the king again."

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened in surprise.
Chapter completed!