Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss (BL) Chapter 14.2: When Will The Wedding Ceremony Be? (2)

He Jiang’s cousin looked at his handphone in a daze and mumbled under his breath unhappily, “Can you not contradict your own words? He’s not even your wife so what has your money got to do with him?”

Another youngster patted him on the shoulder. “Told you not to mention it to He Jiang, he would never agree. Think about it, if He Jiang really has no interest in Shang Jing, how would Shang Jing get the opportunity to speak nonsense in front of aunt? Who do you think He Jiang is?”

He Jiang’s cousin: “I only decided to try my luck to employ Shang Jing since he kept insisting there was nothing between them.”

And that was some next level protection.

The mouth of a film emperor can never be trusted. They had better start preparing gift money for their wedding earlier.

After a day of tutoring, Shang Jing’s throat was beyond sore. He downed a cup of honey citron tea and rushed back into his room. If he wanted to change his current predicament, he had to do up his proposal in a way that would entice He Jiang.

He made his way to He Jiang’s study room and pulled out one of He Jiang’s documents, especially one with a logo of the studio on top. After memorizing the format of it, he went back to his room to imitate it on his proposal, in hopes of making them similar.

“That’s impressive.” Grabbing the empty cup beside him, he walked out the room to get a refill, coincidentally bumping into He Jiang entering the house.

“Did anyone bring up the issue of the missing brain supplements?” Shang Jing asked.

“Relax, the topic didn’t come up.” He Jiang took a step forward and touched Shang Jing’s vocal cords area. “What happened to your voice? Did you come down with the flu?”

Shang Jing: “I’ve spoken too much today.”

Interacting with little kids required him to speak constantly with exaggerated emotions to keep their attention. If not, they would simply wander away in boredom.

It was extremely exhausting.

He Jiang: “Pay more attention to that. How will you continue to sing if you hurt your vocal cords?”

Shang Jing closed his mouth slowly. Does that mean

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