Yan Qingchi didn't like to be courteous, so he didn't pretend to back down. He opened the menu, chose a few dishes that he liked, and pressed the bell to call the waiter in.
The waiter noted down the dishes that the two of them had chosen and left quietly.
The room was silent for a while.
Jiang Mochen looked at the person in front of him and said thoughtfully, "You said last night that you agreed to my previous proposal to fulfill the marriage agreement between our families on behalf of your sister."
"Yes."
Jiang Mochen nodded slightly. "Do you have any conditions?"
"Yes." Yan Qingchi leaned forward slightly and said in a low voice, "I hope that you can lend me 50 million yuan before the marriage. I will write you an IOU for the money. After a year, I will pay you back at the bank's interest with interest."
Jiang Mochen didn't expect this. He had thought of all kinds of conditions that Yan Qingchi might ask for, but he didn't expect that he would ask for money. Moreover, he said it so directly at the beginning of the conversation. This was a little too philistine. However, he didn't have a high opinion of Yan Qingchi, so he just snorted in his heart and didn't refuse. It was only 50 million yuan. It wasn't worth fussing about.
"Okay," he replied.
Yan Qingchi didn't have much of a reaction to this. He knew Jiang Mochen well and knew that he was good at hiding his indifference with gentleness. In the book, when the original owner didn't agree to marry Jiang Mochen, Jiang Mochen was willing to let him do whatever he wanted. He would pay for all of his requests if they weren't excessive. However, he agreed to it. It was only 50 million yuan, so he shouldn't make things difficult for him.
"Thank you," he said sincerely.
"You're welcome. After all, we'll be a family soon." Jiang Mochen said and even smiled at him.
Yan Qingchi looked at his smile and felt that the way he looked at him was far less gentle and polite. He smiled back politely. "Yes, I'm really looking forward to it."
"Do you have any requirements for the wedding date? If not, I'll decide the date. "
"Okay, but when will it be?"
"In the near future." Jiang Mochen looked at him and said, "A long delay may lead to trouble. We should avoid any unexpected changes."
"He really can't wait," Yan Qingchi thought to himself. If he didn't know the reason for Jiang Mochen's marriage, he would have thought that Jiang Mochen had other motives. He nodded in agreement.
Seeing that he agreed, Jiang Mochen continued, "You know who I am, so even if we get married now, we can only get a certificate. We can't make it public, and we can't hold a wedding. But you don't have to worry. When the time is right, I will hold a wedding for you and announce your identity. Is that okay? "
Although his words were interrogative, they carried the tone of someone who had been in a position for a long time.
Yan Qingchi leaned back. She felt that there was no need for him to pretend to be polite and ask her if he could do it since he had already decided everything. Anyway, it was just a formality and not important. Their marriage was just for the sake of getting married. The date, whether there was a wedding, and whether it was public or not was not important. What was important was how they got along after marriage. Even if they didn't love each other, they would still have responsibilities and ties because of this marriage certificate. That was what was important.
However, since Jiang Mochen was willing to ask, he didn't want to dampen his spirits, so he still nodded gently. "Okay," he said. "I'm a nobody, but you're different. You're very popular, and your every move is being watched. It's not wise to announce your marriage at this time."
"It's good that you understand."
Yan Qingchi tilted his head. "Of course I understand. After all, I'm very considerate." After he finished speaking, he winked slightly.
Jiang Mochen was caught off guard and received his wink. He felt a blow to his heart and was speechless. Considerate? Jiang Mochen sneered in his heart. These four words, I'm afraid you're only related to the word 'human'.
He silently skipped this sentence and asked about Yan Qingchi's marriage.
The two of them chatted casually, and at this time, the waiter brought the dishes to the table.
The taste of this private kitchen was not bad, and the two of them were satisfied with the meal. During the meal, Jiang Mochen suddenly said, "Oh right, since we're getting married, there's something I need to tell you." He stopped moving his chopsticks.
Yan Qingchi also stopped moving. He said gently, "I adopted a boy. He's five years old this year. After we get married, he'll live with us. Is that okay?"
Yan Qingchi was slightly surprised when he heard this. When he was reading the book, he didn't notice that Jiang Mochen had an adopted son. He thought about it and indeed didn't remember seeing any description of a child.
Perhaps it was because the book was written from the perspective of Little Lotus, so before Little Lotus came into contact with Jiang Mochen's child, that child didn't appear in the book. That was what he thought.
"Okay," he replied. "Anyway, we won't have any children after we get married. It's great that we can adopt a child."
Yan Qingchi even felt that if conditions permitted, he could adopt one or two more children in the future. He had been in an orphanage before, so he knew better than anyone else how much the children in the orphanage wanted to leave the orphanage and have a home of their own.
"Can I see a photo of the child?" he asked.
Jiang Mochen took out his phone, found a photo, and opened it. He handed the phone to him.
Yan Qingchi took the phone. The photo was of a very handsome boy. His skin was very fair, and his black hair hung softly in front of his forehead. He pursed his lips, and his clear cat eyes were wide open. He looked at the camera cautiously, and his right hand unconsciously grabbed the hem of his shirt. Yan Qingchi looked at the photo and thought to himself, It seems that this child isn't very close to Jiang Mochen. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so unnatural in front of the camera.
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