Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 690: Miss Jiang, Marry Me!

No wonder she had predicted she would come into some unexpected wealth before leaving the house today.

There it was.

Someone was bringing money right to her door.

Feeling pleased, Jiang Li immediately drank half of the wine in front of her, her cheeks gradually taking on a rosy glow.

The waiter also brought over the dishes.

This was a special Western restaurant she had heard Wen Jiaojiao mention before; it was said to be quite difficult to get a reservation.

With a "since I’m here, I might as well enjoy it" attitude, plus having not eaten dinner, Jiang Li began to savor the meal.

Midway through the meal, Shang Shaobai hesitated as if he wanted to say something.

"Miss Jiang, I..."

"Just spit it out."

Considering the five million on the line, even if he started cursing her out right now, she wouldn’t get angry.

But then, Shang Shaobai actually stood up.

The next second, a small black box was presented in front of her, and upon opening it, the diamond ring, the size of a pigeon’s egg, nearly blinded Jiang Li with its sparkle.

Jiang Li was dumbfounded.

And what was more baffling was yet to come.

Shang Shaobai leaned forward, staring into her eyes with earnestness, "Jiang Li, marry me."

Jiang Li: ?

She had only drunk one glass, hadn’t she?

Now she was truly bewildered, and quickly swallowed the piece of beef in her mouth.

"What did you say?"

...

"How old is Xiao Xi this year? I heard from your grandmother that you’ve just returned from overseas?"

"Yes, Old Madam Gu." Rong Kexi’s face was slightly pink as her voice remained soft and tender, "I just turned 21, and I came back from England last month."

"21." Old Madam Gu nodded, "That’s just one year younger than Ah Yue."

Old Madam then turned her gaze to Zhao Lang nearby.

"Ah Yue, you were also in England before, weren’t you? How come you never ran into the Rong Family’s young lady?"

Zhao Lang’s mind wasn’t on the dinner at all, and it took him a couple of calls from Old Madam to finally look up indifferently.

"I was busy with my studies and didn’t go out of the university much."

Gu Shengrong put on a stern face, "It’s rude to be so distracted and not listen to your elders at the dining table; it seems you really have been spoiled."

Zhao Lang was about to say something when suddenly a commotion came from outside the door.

Gu Shengrong’s face had just started to show a hint of displeasure when the manager ran in, closed the door, and while pouring wine, apologized, "Excuse me, everyone, there’s a marriage proposal in the next private room, so it’s been a bit noisy. Please forgive us."

"What?!" Zhao Lang stood up abruptly, "Is it Room 2508?"

The manager, startled, numbly nodded.

Zhao Lang’s complexion turned ashen in an instant, and he made as if to rush out.

Gu Shengrong was truly angered now, and with a fierce swipe of his chopsticks, he exclaimed, "Ridiculous! Are you being so impolite now?"

Zhao Lang was almost at his wits’ end.

"Granddad, Ah Li is in the next room."

"What?!"

Now it was Gu Shengrong who stood up.

He was so upset he nearly grabbed his cane to chase people out, "Then why didn’t you say so sooner? Hurry over!"

Before the words were fully out of his mouth, Zhao Lang’s figure had already vanished from the private room.

The rest of the people in the room looked at each other in confusion.

Even Rong Kexi was surprised and confused, "Who are... in the room next door?"

Old Madam was also quite displeased, "What’s going on with you two? Playing charades with me? There are still guests here!"

Gu Shengrong cleared his throat and sat back down.

"It’s fine, it’s fine, the private room next door is occupied by an esteemed acquaintance of mine; I’m just worried she might encounter someone unworthy. Let’s continue our meal and not wait for him."

Since Old Sir Gu had referred to the person as an esteemed acquaintance, the others naturally dared not object and could only start to speculate about the identity and status of this esteemed individual.

Rong Kexi, however, glanced toward the door, irritation flaring in her eyes.

What esteemed acquaintance?

She had distinctly heard Young Master Gu call that person "Ah Li."

It couldn’t be a woman he was interested in, could it?

But then she thought again. With the Gu Family’s standing in the Capital, even if Young Master Gu had someone he was interested in, it would be impossible for her to pass the scrutiny of Old Madam Gu and Old Sir Gu.

The lady of the Gu Family had to be from the Rong Family!

...

"I’m saying marry me," Shang Shaobai repeated inside the private room, "Miss Jiang, I admit that I may have been prejudiced against you before, but after everything that’s happened, I’ve changed my view of you. Now that the merchant family is no longer powerful, and I’ve escaped from suffering, I believe I am fully capable of providing you with the life you desire."

He earnestly continued, "I know this is sudden, but this is the conclusion I’ve reached after much careful thought. You are the ideal wife in my mind, and I will be the husband you envision. I will do everything in my power to give you everything you want."

Jiang Li felt dizzy.

At this moment, she truly wondered if she had drunk too much.

Shang Shaobai’s approach was much harder for her to accept than if he had just stood on the table and cursed at her.

Just as she was about to say something to break the awkward standstill, the door was suddenly kicked open.

"Heh, young master Shang really knows how to set the mood. Your father is about to rot in jail, and you still have the heart to propose here?"

But this voice, dripping with sarcasm, was all too familiar to Jiang Li.

Sure enough, when she turned around, she saw a familiar figure.

It was Zhao Lang.

Jiang Li was even more baffled and took a good while before she managed to say, "Gu Yu? What are you doing here?"

Zhao Lang strode forward and lifted Jiang Li from her chair with ease.

He was very strong, and she was exceptionally petite; with such a lift, she was hoisted to his side as easily as if she were a small chicken.

Watching Zhao Lang tightly clutching Jiang Li’s hand, Shang Shaobai’s brows furrowed, and he subconsciously grasped her other hand.

"Young Master Gu, this is a matter between Miss Jiang and me; please, do not interfere."

Zhao Lang’s anger had already been simmering.

Shang Shaobai’s remark sent his fury straight to the top of his head.

He had been contemplating how to cut off Shang Shaojing’s retreat these past few days.

And he had forgotten about Shang Shaobai.

When had he met Jiang Li?

He had been chasing her so cautiously and painstakingly, not daring to make his intentions known, and now someone else had gone straight to confessing?! novelbuddy.cσ๓

What was he then?

A clown?

Zhao Lang’s face was so cold it seemed ice might form.

Jiang Li had never seen him so out of sorts. In her eyes, Zhao Lang had always resembled the modest gentleman described by ancient scholars, calm and composed at all times, serene as a chrysanthemum.

Of course, she was even more clueless about why he was so angry.

Shouldn’t she be the one upset right now?

The assistant behind her quickly closed the door and gave the manager a look.

The manager immediately understood, "Don’t worry, nothing from today will get out."

"I shouldn’t interfere?" Zhao Lang scoffed, his usual gentlemanly facade completely torn away, revealing a shell full of possessive obsession, "What makes you think you have the right to say that to me? Do you really think that with the fall of the Shang family, you would be safe and sound?"

Shang Shaobai was well aware of what Zhao Lang’s words implied.

A mere flick of the other’s finger could leave him without a place in this world.

But then...

Glancing down at the girl in front of him, Shang Shaobai’s gaze deepened, "I think we should still respect Miss Jiang’s personal wishes."