Xiaobai nodded solemnly: "Yes!"

"What does it have to do with you like me?" The young coach was still arrogant.

"It's not your business... If what I say makes you angry, I will take it back. If my likes make you disgusted, then I will try my best to control myself from now on and not appear in front of you, causing you anger, or causing you anger..."

"Yun Xiaobai, you have only such patience?" The young coach glared: "Your like is so cheap, can you give up at any time?"

"No, no, I didn't say give up." Xiaobai began to explain in a hurry: "I won't give up. It is very important to like someone, how can I give up easily? Even if I want to give up, my heart will not obey..."

The last sentence finally pleased the young man.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her sideways: "Like me?"

"Yeah! I like it!"

"I won't finish it tonight, I won't admit it tomorrow, right?"

Xiaobai shook his head: "No!"

"Okay, I'll go and tell my grandma and my parents tomorrow that you want to marry me. If they agree, I will agree."

Xiaobai nodded, this is what he should do, and he should first obtain the consent of his parents.

"Then...what should Zhuang Rong do?"

"What do you think?"

"I will apologize to her in person, it's because I'm sorry for her and snatched her fiancé."

"Remember what you said, okay, get out." After the young man said, he urged her with disgust.

Xiaobai looked at him reluctantly for the last time before leaving the ward.

As soon as the man left, the young coach reached out to touch his face and scolded angrily: "Fuck, she saw such an ugly look!"

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The next day, Xiaobai arrived in front of Jiang Peihua and Luo Anning and Rong Shao early in the morning and sincerely expressed his willingness to marry the young marshal, hoping to get their consent.

Jiang Peihua and Luo Anning looked at each other in shock, and a message was revealed in their eyes: Xiaobai, this fool, is enlightened?!

Young Master Rong was as the head of the family and said earnestly: "Xiaobai, feelings are not a joke. Xiaoshuai likes you, but you don't need to play feudal styles because you owe the Rong family's kindness..."

"Uncle Rong is not like this." Xiaobai's face turned red with anxiety. "I really like Shaoshang. Because I am afraid that my identity is not worthy of Shaoshang, I never dare to say it."

"Then why dare you say it again now?"

"Because," Xiaobai took a deep breath, "I can't watch the young coach get engaged to Zhuang Rong. I feel very uncomfortable and can't give in to him. I want to fight for myself. Even if the final result is not satisfactory, at least I have no regrets."

Luo Anning smiled and fell into Young Master Rong's arms. This little idiot finally got his idea at the last moment.

Otherwise, Xiaoshuai would be able to marry Zhuang Rong in anger and cook the rice to cook it.

By then, this little fool wouldn't even have time to cry!

Unexpectedly, Xiaobai got the Grand Slam with three votes. She was so shocked that she couldn't describe it, and she seemed confused.

Just agree?

That's so simple?

Don't they think she is not worthy of the young handsome guy?

With all kinds of doubts, Xiaobai came to Zhuang Rong like a puppet.

She apologized seriously, admitted that she was selfish, admitted that her behavior was unkind, and stole the young marshal.

Zhuang Rong kept listening calmly, without any emotion on her face. Xiaobai blamed herself so much that she almost knelt down, and Zhuang Rong laughed out loud.

With a little helplessness, with liberation and relief.

"I guessed early in the morning that there was a problem between you and the young coach. The look he looked at you and the numerous signs of your escape from him can be seen that you two are having a quarrel with each other."
Chapter completed!