CHAPTER 413: CHAPTER 413: SO WHAT

Rong Qingqing finished speaking, observing Shen Jue’s expression, then tentatively asked, "So, is the engagement still on?"

In her heart, Rong Qingqing already began to mourn her ten thousand hours.

Luckily, she only had a slight crush on this troublesome man for now. Otherwise, she’d be mourning her poor, pathetic first love.

Rong Qingqing sat there, rubbing her chest, feeling a strange discomfort there.

"Since you already know, let’s cancel the engagement." Rong Qingqing said, standing up, "As for other matters, they’re unrelated to you. Just pretend you don’t know about them."

When Rong Qingqing spoke these words, her eyes felt sour and stinging.

"I’m sorry for deceiving you before. I’ll find an excuse to move out of Shen Manor, and I’ll personally inform the two elders about canceling the engagement."

With that, Rong Qingqing took steps towards the door.

Her heart truly ached.

After leaving Shen Manor, how long could she survive?

Would the System assign her another task unrelated to Shen Jue so she could continue to eke out a living?

Being alive is truly great.

She didn’t want to die at all.

"Where are you going?" When Shen Jue snapped back to reality, Rong Qingqing’s hand was already on the doorknob. He spoke anxiously, "Why cancel the engagement? Why cancel the marriage agreement? I don’t agree!"

Shen Jue felt anxious but could only push his wheelchair forward. Fortunately, Rong Qingqing didn’t immediately open the door and leave, but paused and looked back at him.

"The engagement was something you agreed to, Rong Qingqing. You’re not a three-year-old child who can renege on your word, are you?" Shen Jue finally got close to Rong Qingqing, reached out, and directly pulled her over, pressing her down to sit on his lap.

"I don’t agree with canceling the marriage agreement." Shen Jue firmly grasped Rong Qingqing’s hand, "Why do you keep changing your mind like this? Losing your temper is one thing, but why cancel the marriage agreement?"

"But I’m not the real Rong Qingqing; I’m Jixing’s Rong Qingqing, don’t you already know? And you’re still engaged to me?" Rong Qingqing asked.

To be honest, when Shen Jue pulled her back, Rong Qingqing felt a little happy inside.

"So what?" Shen Jue didn’t mind.

He even had to admit, upon learning that this woman in front of him was Jixing’s Young President Rong and not the Rong Qingqing who shared a heart-wrenching first love with Shen Xingwei, Shen Jue actually felt a bit happy.

"Rong Qingqing, you don’t think I like that Rong Qingqing, do you?" Shen Jue countered, "You don’t think I’d only be engaged to that Rong Qingqing, do you?"

Shen Jue didn’t wait for Rong Qingqing to answer and directly said, "I don’t like her."

"After spending over twenty years together and not falling for her, if I liked her, what would Shen Xingwei have to do with it? Do you think I’m some kind of good guy, Shen Jue? If I set my sights on someone, would there be room for Shen Xingwei?"

Shen Jue scoffed disdainfully, "I don’t have Shen Xingwei’s patience to coax that kind of timid, quiet girl who can’t utter a word for ages."

In more than twenty years before the Rong Qingqing in his arms came into his life, Shen Jue hadn’t paid much attention to that Rong Qingqing at all.

"I agreed to the engagement because of you, it has nothing to do with her. So, the engagement is between us. No matter who you are, it doesn’t matter, what matters is your essence." Shen Jue held Rong Qingqing’s waist, "The engagement banquet will proceed as planned. Don’t think by coming clean with me you can run back to Shenzhen with Rong Kuo."