An Zhisu had no intention of hiding anything from him, so he spoke frankly: "The An Zhisu sitting in front of you is no longer the eldest lady of the An Group. Now An Zhisu has nothing, no money, no connections, no backers. You
, Ye Lancheng, I have everything, so I need to borrow your identity as fiancée to get what I want."
The naked truth popped out word by word from An Zhisu's little mouth, making Ye Lancheng's usually expressionless face have a complicated look, and his brows frowned almost invisible.
If he remembered correctly, An Zhisu was the wealthy eldest daughter of the An Group, and she was favored by thousands of people. It had only been fifteen years, so how could she be in such a miserable state? What happened to her?
"You don't have to worry that I won't be willing to break off the engagement with you in the future. It is clearly written in the agreement that after one year, you will propose to terminate the engagement. Just give me one year. I will not keep occupying your fiancée.
position." An Zhisu added when he saw that he was silent.
Ye Lancheng still didn't speak. He looked at An Zhisu with indifferent eyes. The girl's appearance was completely different from what he remembered. He didn't know what her temperament was like when she was a child, but he thought it must not be like this now.
There was an imperceptible helplessness hidden in her eyes, and the way she looked at him was filled with a life-saving hope that she didn't even know she had. This gave Ye Lancheng the illusion that if he rejected her, she would really have no other choice.
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Ye Lancheng remained silent, and An Zhisu's little hands clenched into fists involuntarily. She had prepared a lot of words when she came, but now facing Ye Lancheng like this, she suddenly forgot the lines she had prepared before.
Time passed by, and the needle could be heard in the huge president's office. In this silent confrontation with Ye Lancheng, An Zhisu was the first to be defeated. She took a deep breath and stood up slowly.
"Sorry for embarrassing you."
Although An Zhisu really wanted Ye Lancheng to agree, she was not one to force others to do anything. It was right to think about it. Probably no man would be willing to do such a thing.
"No trouble."
Ye Lancheng's voice finally sounded in An Zhisu's ears again after a long silence, which made An Zhisu pause for a moment as he was about to move.
"You..." An Zhisu was not sure what he meant by these four words, whether he agreed or not.
Ye Lancheng raised his hand and tapped the chair with his slender fingers: "Sit."
An Zhisu sat down again, his ears pricked up involuntarily, waiting for Ye Lancheng's final answer.
Ye Lancheng's hand picked up An Zhisu's engagement agreement again, and then under her gaze, he put the thick agreement of more than ten pages into the shredder, shredding the agreement bit by bit.
An Zhisu's heart completely sank to the bottom of the lake. He failed. This was his answer.
Clenching her pink fists, An Zhisu tried hard to control her emotions. She comforted herself that it was nothing. Didn't she already expect this answer when she came here? This way will not work. At worst, she will find other ways. She has not been fooled in the mental hospital.
Death, now that it's out, can't we still live?
After comforting herself in this way, An Zhisu calmed down, and she quickly accepted the blow of failure. She stood up again, turned around and walked towards the door.
"Let's get married."
An Zhisu put his hand on the doorknob, and just as he was about to open the heavy office door, Ye Lancheng threw four words like a bomb behind him.
Let's get married!
An Zhisu gasped secretly. Ye Lancheng rejected her proposal of a fake engagement, but offered to marry her! Did she hear wrongly, or was Ye Lancheng crazy?
Considering that both possibilities were very small, especially the latter, An Zhisu turned to Ye Lancheng again and asked uncertainly: "Fake marriage?"