Chapter 4: Just Engaged

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"Hmm?" Nan Mufeng raised his eyebrows.

"You're getting engaged tomorrow, I'm giving you ten times the Viagra. It'll ensure you have a long, lasting life!"

Nan Mufeng coldly glanced over, "You dare."

The icy two words instantly extinguished Rui Kun's enthusiasm.

"Forget it, I won't stoop to your level. Changing the topic, I heard you did something big today!"

"You do have the nose of a dog."

"If it hadn't been for you, that plane would never have landed safely. By the way, I heard your fiancée was also on that plane, did you see her?"

Nan Mufeng was stunned, "Jian Xi?"

"Yeah! Did sparks fly between you two, any sort of raging fire..."

"Didn't see her."

Nan Mufeng pursed his lips, but a fair and beautiful face flashed before his eyes.

When the airplane was in trouble, her calmness was beyond his imagination...

"Hey, I heard that the Miss from the Jian family has a difficult personality, hard to get along with, and her private life is particularly messy. Dude, are you sure you really want to get engaged?"

Nan Mufeng was silent and felt a headache coming on.

He didn't want to get engaged to a stranger either! But with his grandfather threatening death, he would have agreed even if she were a sow!

There was no choice, his grandfather was the person he cared about the most.

"Actually, you could still struggle a bit. I've heard that the Second Miss Qiao, Qiao Jiaying, is not too bad, well-educated and mannered, better than Jian Xi."

"Don't want to."

Nan Mufeng refused without a second thought, decisively.

The great families are full of grudges and grievances, and everyone knows about the Jian Corporation.

Ten years ago, the Sect Leader Jian Wan was turned into a vegetative state by a car accident, and Jian Corporation fell into the hands of her husband, Qiao Yonghui. The next year, Qiao Yonghui married Mother and daughter of the Song family into his home, and later it leaked that the Second Miss Qiao, Qiao Jiaying, was Qiao Yonghui's illegitimate daughter.

Utterly shameless! Especially since Jian Wan was not dead yet!

"It's just an engagement, not like you're getting married right away."

"Are you considering calling off the engagement?" Rui Kun's eyes widened in shock.

"Chatterbox!"

Nan Mufeng gave him a bland look and closed his eyes, not bothering to pay him any more attention.

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After ten years away, the scenery had changed, and the people were not the same.

Jian Xi sat in the car, looking at the scenery outside the window, her indifferent face showing no emotion.

As the trees along the road kept receding, driver Xiao Wang kept glancing at Jian Xi through the rearview mirror.

Sensing his scrutiny, Jian Xi turned her gaze away, "What's your name?"

"Miss, just call me Xiao Wang," Xiao Wang said with a smile. "President Qiao said that from now on, me and this car are dedicated to you, Miss."

Jian Xi nodded, her voice clear but cold, "Good! Don't go home first, take me to the hospital, I want to see my mom."

"But Miss, President Qiao is already waiting for you..."

"Then pull over, I'll get out and walk myself." Jian Xi picked up her purse.

The driver Xiao Wang turned pale and hastily said, "Don't be angry, Miss, I'll take you right there."

"No need! From now on you just take care of the Mother and daughter of the Song family."

"Miss..."

"Are you stopping or not? If you don't, I'll jump out." Jian Xi opened the car door, her face cold and near to cruel, nothing like an eighteen-year-old high school student and somewhat resembling an old jianghu hand.

Xiao Wang was terrified and quickly stopped the car at the side of the road, "Miss..."

"Bang!"

All he got in response was the loud sound of Jian Xi slamming the car door shut.

He grimaced in shock, thinking, Good heavens, this Miss has a terrible temper!

He took out his cell phone and called Song Jia, "Madam, the Miss got out of the car halfway, she said she's going to the hospital first..."

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Jiangcheng City Hospital, special VIP ward.

Jian Xi gently pushed open the door to the ward, where a woman lay on the bed, utterly unresponsive.

Her beauty should have been stunning, but now, ravaged by years of illness, she was thin and pale. A middle-aged woman in her fifties was giving her a leg massage, to prevent muscle atrophy.

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