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Chapter 372

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"I'm very proud to stay in my current position." Feng Jichuan raised his head and puffed out his chest. Mrs. Feng slapped him on the back of his head.

"You're proud of yourself, but your father and I are scared. Do you know that I almost fainted when I heard that you were shot? And Nian Xi, you promised her back then. She even became a police officer for you. Now that you said you wanted to stay in the army, I'm the first to deal with you for her."

Mr. Feng was furious too. "You have to transfer back, or I'll pretend that I never had a son like you."

"Dad, didn't you tell me that since I was a child, I had to be prepared to contribute to the country?" Feng Jichuan frowned.

Mr. Feng opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Nian Xi suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "You don't have to go to the front line to contribute to the country. I'm a police officer. If I contribute to the country and serve the people, even if you transfer back, you can still stay in Xia City and train more soldiers for the country. Jichuan, you don't like me anymore, do you?"

Feng Jichuan was stunned. He raised his head and saw her slightly red eyes. His heart ached a little. "No, Xi, don't think too much."

"If you don't like me anymore, it's okay. You can tell me. I'm not a clingy person."

Nian Xi smiled bitterly. "We've agreed on a lot of things. I respect you, but I've waited for you for so many years. In the end, you said that you want to stay there. Do I have to sacrifice for you every time?

To be honest, if you told me that you didn't want to transfer back to Xia City, maybe I wouldn't be looking forward to your return every day. Now that you're telling me this, I think you don't want to marry me at all. "

After saying that, she turned and walked away.

Nian Qingyun's face turned cold as well. "Old Feng, have a good talk with Ji Chuan. What Nian Xi said makes sense. If you really don't want to get married, forget it. The marriage can be annulled. Don't waste my daughter's many years. I admit that Ji Chuan is outstanding, but there are many men who deserve Nian Xi. But to be honest, Ji Chuan, I'm very disappointed in you.

After saying that, he turned and walked to the door, then said to Nian Junting, "You, come out."

Nian Junting frowned and walked out holding Luosang's hand.

Nian Qingyun stared at Luo Sang with a cold face and said, "Don't tell me that you really want to marry this woman. We can talk, but as for marriage, let me tell you, it's impossible."

Luo Sang frowned. All she wanted was to be with Nian Junting. There were so many obstacles.

"Who are you to tell me this?" Nian Junting asked calmly.

"Your father, of course." Nian Qingyun was annoyed by his unreasonable attitude.

"You're not even a good person, and you're asking me to listen to you." Nian Junting sneered. "If I were to learn from you, I wouldn't have a girlfriend. I should have spent the night with my brother's wife."

"You …" Nian Qingyun looked at Luosang and blushed.

"If my mother tries to stop me, I'll listen to her. But I've never cared about you," said Nian Junting blandly. "It's been so many years. I've only accepted you because of my grandparents. Don't think too highly of yourself. Also, my mother has approved of Luo Sang, and so have my grandparents. Don't cause trouble."

"Is your mother getting muddleheaded as she grows older?" Nian Qingyun was annoyed.

"I think she's always been muddleheaded. After all, she chose you. But the only wise thing she did in her life was to give birth to me, who's so outstanding." Nian Junting smiled, pulled Luosang up, and left. To talk about Mr. Nian, I'll Grow to Like You with more like-minded people, follow Youshu Literature on WeChat.

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