American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 149: Named After Him (Subscription Request)

Taylor saw that Ryan didn't react at all, as if he didn't hear anything, so he realized that Ryan was probably guilty, and then he took the initiative to put his head on Ryan's shoulder:
"Now at least it proves that you love me. That's enough for me."

She raised her left hand and looked at the large pigeon egg-shaped diamond ring on her ring finger.

"I told my parents that we shouldn't rush into marriage. First, it's because I haven't learned how to be a wife and a mother yet. Second, it's for your sake."

"Are you a qualified husband? No. Are you a qualified father? Not at all." Taylor shook his head, unexpectedly calm at this time.

"So, if we get married in a short period of time, I think it will most likely end in tragedy. You and I both need time to adapt to each other's new identities."

"During this period, you can do whatever you want. You can pick up any woman you want and have fun however you want, including the ones present today. My friends can introduce them to you. If you want, I can even accompany you with them. I can wait for you for three, five, or even seven or eight years. Anyway, you and I are both very young. Until you get tired of playing around, then we can officially get married. But you have to promise that you will return to your family after that."

Taylor said coldly.

Ryan put his plate down and wiped his mouth.

"Have you ever seen a psychiatrist? Why do you always think about these things? I only have you in my eyes, and there will always be only you." Ryan opened his arms and embraced his fiancée.

"I've seen it and I've thought about it, but I really can't accept it and I can't understand it," Taylor complained.

"The more I love you, the more I don't want you to be with other women." In an instant, tears welled up in Taylor's eyes again.

"So...that's why I came up with this compromise solution." She buried her head in Ryan's chest.

"Honey, I can't tell anyone about these things. I'm afraid what happened before will happen again. I've already put on the ring, and I don't want to take it off." She raised her head, looking pitiful, showing the softest side of her heart to Ryan.

But for Ryan, who has the blessing of déjà vu, rapidly accumulating fame, and extremely inflated ambitions, this is not a multiple-choice question.

"I am not with you now, but I will be with you until you die, or I die."

"If you die, I don't want to live either." Taylor raised his head and burst into laughter.

At night, Ryan hugged Taylor to sleep. Taylor curled up on the bed, and kept fingering her big ring with her right hand. She was really tired, and she fell asleep quickly tonight...

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The next morning, it was just dawn.

"He said he'll be there soon." Terra glanced at her phone.

Daddario nodded, immediately pretended to cry, opened the window, and looked as if he was going to jump off the building.

So when Ryan entered the room, he saw Daddario rushing towards the window, and Terra hugged Daddario's waist tightly.

"Let me go. I'm going to die. I'm going to jump from here right now!" Daddario had a miserable expression on his face.

Why do Westerners also do this? Ryan sighed.

"Terra, let her go and let her dance." Ryan said. He could tell at once that the two were acting together. If they wanted to dance, they would have done it last night. There was no need to wait for him to come over.

Terra didn't dare to disobey Ryan's command and immediately let go of her hand.

"Hey...you..." Daddario was still pulling with his hands, and was stunned for a few seconds. As a trained actor, he reacted quickly and glared at Ryan, as if to say, "Are you worthy of me?"

"Yes, if I really jumped, you would feel relieved." She smiled sadly.

"You liar, you've been lying to me from the beginning to the end. Now that you're done with me, you're just going to throw it aside, right? Have you ever considered my feelings? Have you forgotten what you said to me? Do you have me in your heart? Have you ever cared about my feelings? You... don't love me at all!" A tear ran down her face.

"Of course I love you, but I don't have a choice." Ryan shook his head and walked towards Daddario.

"Still lying to me!"

"Okay, okay, stop crying." Ryan hugged her and comforted her.

Daddario punched Ryan in the chest a dozen times.

It just made Ryan cough, but of course, it was mostly fake.

"You deserve it!" Daddario glared at him and then hugged Ryan.

Terra, who was standing by, looked at Daddario and sighed in her heart.

Why bother? If you know the answer, why can't you just walk away? Isn't this asking for trouble?

But what she didn't know was that when faced with an unacceptable outcome, humans will subconsciously look for a compromise.

If this method can allow her to maintain the status quo, or even gain some more benefits, then she will definitely choose this. This kind of thing is happening all the time.

"I want you to get down on one knee in front of the whole world!" Daddario grabbed Ryan's clothes, as if he would not let go until he agreed.

"You go back first." Ryan patted her on the back and instructed Terra.

"Buy her the fastest flight back to Los Angeles."

"I'm not going back. I haven't congratulated Taylor on her wedding yet."

"I'm not married yet. It's not too late to congratulate me when I get married."

"Does it make any difference? It's all up to you. It's your fault that she got pregnant, right?" She smiled. "Are you done yet? I still have a lot of things to do." Ryan was a little impatient.

"You get impatient when I talk to you, don't you?"

"Don't bring her up all the time."

"I want a diamond ring. If you don't give it to me today, I will stay here and not leave."

"It depends on your performance. If you listen to me, I'll buy it."

"I want a big one! Bigger than Taylor's."

"I said, it depends on your performance." Ryan finally gave in a little.

"That's good enough." A smile appeared on Daddario's face.

After Ryan left, Daddario suddenly changed his expression when facing Terra, and his face became cold: "Buy me a first-class ticket, and then order me some food. You have to face me with the same attitude as you faced that woman."

Daddario acted like a "hostess". She was so angry that she couldn't vent it on Taylor or Ryan, so she could only take it out on Ryan's men.

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At the same time, Ryan came to another floor.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw that there was no guard at the door of the room corresponding to the house number sent by Beric. Apparently, no one had come to take over after the guard went to rest in the early hours of last night. His subordinates were also human beings. Even Beric was at best a "security captain" and could not make these people have the same discipline as soldiers.

Ryan got the room card from under the flower bed diagonally opposite, entered the room, and found a woman lying on the bed, covered with a quilt and looking like she was sleeping. Her clothes were neatly folded beside her, including her underwear.

Ryan walked over and sat directly beside the bed.

The woman on the bed woke up and brushed away the blonde hair covering her face. When she found out it was Ryan, she was not angry, she even greeted Ryan.

"Good morning. What time is it now?" Amber yawned loudly.

She knew Ryan's intention of locking her up here, but now she acted as if she didn't care.

"What's wrong? Why don't you look for your fiancée instead of coming to me for morning exercise?" She sat up, leaning against the bedside with a seductive smile on her face, then raised her legs and kicked Ryan twice.

"You dare not look at me?" At this time, Amber was naked, the quilt slipped off her body, and under the rising sun outside the window, her slender body was covered with a layer of faint orange-yellow morning light.

Although Amber is only 172cm tall, her limbs and torso are very slender. At an event, Gal Gadot and Amber stood together. When compared from behind, Gal Gadot looked like the burly female Hulk, after all, Amber was also a beauty pageant champion.

Amber's skin is white, tender and delicate, coupled with her sleepy and lazy look. If Ryan didn't know her, he would probably miss her a little.

But now, even if she made an eight, M, O, V, or one shape... Ryan wouldn't even look at her.

Some women can't be slow, some women can't be impatient.

"Come here, little baby, come to your mother. I will let you have a very fulfilling morning and I will let you eat your fill." Amber dived into Ryan's arms like a fish.

Then Ryan pushed him back and he fell directly to the ground.

"You hurt me, damn it!"

"Really? I'm so sorry, I'm a little inconvenient right now. I'll talk to you when I get to Los Angeles, I promise." Ryan smiled and raised his hand to gently lift Amber's chin. He concluded that Amber would not let go of what happened before, and now she must be holding back a lot of bad intentions, and there might be cameras in the room. Ryan was not going to alert the enemy at this time, but was going to play along.

"Oh, I'll wait for you, dear. You gave me such a good role, and I haven't thanked you properly yet." Amber raised her eyes and looked at Ryan "hungrily".

Ryan said nothing, got up and left the room.

When Ryan returned to his room again, Taylor was still sleeping in bed.

Ryan sat at the head of the bed and saw Taylor slowly open his eyes.

Ryan picked up the tray on the bedside table, which was filled with a variety of breakfast.

Taylor hooked the ball immediately and put on his glasses.

"Wow, it's my first day as a fiancée, and I'm woken up by delicious food. This is really memorable." She picked up the croissant, stuffed the whole thing into her mouth, and her cheeks immediately bulged.

While eating, she handed the food to Ryan and did not let Ryan take it with his hands. She wanted to feed it to him specifically.

After a sweet breakfast, Taylor didn't have time to try on the jewelry she hadn't tried on yesterday. She started packing her luggage and prepared to return to Nashville. As for the gifts, she packed them all up and took them away. The first thing she had to do was to change her last name. She had to go to the Social Security Bureau, then the DMV, and modify her bank account information. As for the media, she would modify it herself.

Ryan turned on the computer and was shocked to find that the name of Taylor's page in a certain encyclopedia had been changed. Now she is called "Taylor Swift Rivers."

A group of yesterday's guests have already left, and the rest will leave Miami today.

Ryan sent these people away in batches until the afternoon, when Tyra went to check out. Two men stopped Ryan in the lobby.

One of them, dressed in a suit and tie, claimed to be the manager of the Fontainebleau Hotel. He first asked Ryan if he was satisfied with the venue for the event, and then the person standing next to him spoke up.

"I wonder if you are interested in participating in this year's Victoria's Secret?" the man said as soon as he came up.

(End of this chapter)