HLnovel Chapter 40: A Passerby in a CEO Romance Novel (4)
Chapter 40: A Passerby in a CEO Romance Novel (4)
Le Yan followed Rong Jing to the Rong Group, leaving Gu Yunting and the others empty-handed.
With his well-defined fingers gently twirling a small locator, Shen Mubai gripped it tightly in his other hand.
"Damn it!"
Gu Yunting stood by the window, gazing thoughtfully at the towering Rong Group building.
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"Let's talk."
In the president's office of Rong's Group, Rong Jing looked at the three large characters that appeared on the computer screen, his eyes slightly narrowed, feeling that it was all within his expectations.
These numerous encounters had long since given him a thorough understanding of everyone's personality, so this was not surprising at all.
After staring intently at those words, Rong Jing looked up at Le Yan, who was playing games on the sofa.
After a moment's hesitation, he opened the drawer, took out a small box, stood up, walked to Le Yan, squatted down, and looked at her intently and solemnly, "Yan Yan, are you willing to be with me?"
One slip of the hand, and you switched to the bomb; game over.
Le Yan looked up blankly and met Rong Jing's extremely serious gaze, speechless for a moment.
A gentle smile bloomed on his face as he held up the ring he had personally designed and made, and said firmly, "I want to be your husband. Will you give me that chance?"
Delay may lead to unforeseen changes, and a long night may bring many unforeseen events.
Rong Jing no longer wanted to think about whether Le Yan liked him or not; bringing her home and keeping her by his side was the best course of action.
Otherwise, he feared that if he made a careless move, someone else would take advantage of the situation and snatch her away.
Marriage before love is not necessarily a bad thing.
If you want both, you risk losing everything.
Having fully grasped the situation, Rong Jing looked at Le Yan with great seriousness, awaiting her answer.
Le Yan blinked blankly, completely unexpected that Rong Jing would suddenly propose.
She looked at the intricately carved ring, and with her sharp eyes, she noticed a few characters on the inner circle. After a moment's thought, she knew what they meant.
【LY&RJ】 is the abbreviation of her and Rong Jing's names.
Putting down her phone, Le Yan blinked uncontrollably before slowly saying, "But I..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, Rong Jing knew what she wanted to say and immediately interrupted her, "Didn't you tell Gu Yunting you wanted to break up? Breaking up doesn't require both people to agree."
Since Leyan had already broken up with Gu Yunting back on the island, they were no longer boyfriend and girlfriend.
So what if Gu Yunting didn't agree? This isn't a divorce, so there's no need for both parties to reach a consensus or sign any agreement.
Le Yan pursed her lips, "That's true."
That's absolutely right.
It's just that it sounds kind of embarrassing.
Seeing that her attitude was softening, Rong Jing had a change of heart and pressed on: "Yan Yan, you also hate being chased and fought over, right? Maybe they will give up after you find someone to settle down with?"
Don't you want to give it a try?
give up?
can you?
Those stubborn eyes flashed through her mind, and Le Yan hesitated.
But she had to admit that Rong Jing's words really touched her.
Perhaps, just as Rong Jing said, she got married and found her place, so she no longer needed to be fought over by others?
Leyan was willing to give it a try.
Having made up her mind, she reached out her hand to Rong Jing, "Let's give it a try."
Rong Jing's face lit up with joy. He trembled slightly as he took Le Yan's hand and carefully put the ring on her finger.
Looking at the ring that fit her ring finger perfectly, Le Yan suddenly wondered when he had measured her finger size and when the ring had been made.
She wanted to ask, but when she met Rong Jing's delighted eyes, she kept her mouth shut.
"Yan Yan, I will treat you very, very well."
He hugged her tightly, as if he were embracing his entire world.
Rong Jing was shaken. Even though he was prepared to never let her refuse, he couldn't resist the words, "I promise you."
"..." Held tightly in his arms, Le Yan paused for a moment before raising her arms to hug him back. "Yes, I believe you."
She truly believed it.
Having received a satisfactory answer, Rong Jing didn't want to linger for a moment. He pulled Le Yan along, overjoyed, and said, "Yan Yan, shall we go get our marriage certificate?"
"Now?!" Le Yan exclaimed in surprise, her voice cracking slightly.
"Yes, today, right now."
Rong Jing nodded vigorously, his gaze fixed intently on Le Yan.
He didn't want to delay any longer and just wanted to get the marriage certificate as soon as possible.
"... ...Then shall we go back and get our household registration booklet?" Le Yan asked hesitantly, her hand unconsciously touching the ring on her wrist.
Rong Jing smiled mysteriously, then led her to his desk, opened a drawer, and took out two household registration books.
He smiled openly and proudly: "My aunt gave me the household registration book a long time ago."
Although he obtained the household registration booklet under the pretext of helping with some matters.
It might be despicable to do this, but he didn't care.
Rong Jing gazed intently at Le Yan, held her hand tightly, and asked her once again with utmost seriousness, "Shall we go and get our marriage certificate?"
This time, Le Yan was more decisive. Since she had already agreed to Rong Jing's request and had put on the ring, there was nothing to hesitate about.
She nodded, leaned slightly closer to Rong Jing, and said, "Okay, let's go get our marriage certificate."
Once you get the marriage certificate and become a married woman, you should be able to ward off some unwanted romantic advances, right?
With this in mind, Leyan followed Rongjing to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Meanwhile, Shen Mubai, who was monitoring Rong Jing's car, noticed something was wrong.
His eyes widened slightly as he stared at the car heading straight for the Civil Affairs Bureau. He suddenly stood up. "Oh no, they're going to the Civil Affairs Bureau!"
Before he could finish speaking, Gu Yunting had already stormed out the door.
Civil Affairs Bureau?
Civil Affairs Bureau!
Damn it, he's Leyan's boyfriend!
Having forgotten the words "break up" from back then, Gu Yunting was filled with grievances, resentment, and anger.
Perhaps he shouldn't have respected Leyan so much.
If he had taken Leyan to get their marriage certificate during those few days of dating, there probably wouldn't have been so many messy people and things getting in their way.
If... if he had locked Le Yan in a place only he knew about from the beginning...
The car sped faster and faster, and a suppressed madness gradually crept into his eyes, but Gu Yunting's face remained expressionless, calm and composed.
Two cars followed closely behind, each speeding at extremely high speeds.
They sped ahead, with traffic police chasing behind, and a whole bunch of cars crashed, creating a striking scene that attracted the attention of countless people.
"What's going on? Are we filming a TV drama?"
"It doesn't seem so. Did they go to kidnap the bride?"
Life is full of spectators. This chase has already climbed to the top of Weibo's trending topics, with countless people following along. Some locals from Haicheng immediately realized that the route led directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Therefore, some netizens revealed the truth: "The domineering CEO is stealing the bride, but who is the little beauty?"
"This world really is a giant tomato novel!"
In novels, the marriage registration scene is often prevented, but in reality, it's too late, too slow, and impossible to stop.
Congratulations to you both! Happy wedding!
Amid congratulations, two newly printed little red books were placed in front of the two people, their fingers intertwined.
The doors of the Civil Affairs Bureau were pushed open with a loud bang. The group of people who had rushed over saw their eyes fall on the marriage certificate in their hands, and finally closed their eyes in despair.
In the end, we were still a step too late.