To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Everyone knows that if he really becomes the son-in-law of the Song family, there is a high probability that he will enter the Song family's business in the future, and he may even take charge of the Song family in the future.

After all, the Song family only has one legitimate daughter.

That status is absolutely incomparable to that of a mere chairman of the Jiang family.

At the very least, the starting point will be different. If someone really has the ability to start their own company, the Song family will definitely support them.

If the Song family only reveals a little bit of their resources, it will be enough for him to achieve some success.

Jiang Jinhuan's face flushed slightly, his mind filled with the words Jiang Zhe had spoken.

He said that Luo Qingyi would be his wife in the future.

Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from Luo Qingyi beside him, Jiang Jinhuan was somewhat at a loss, stammering and unsure of what to say to her.

Luo Qingyi leaned against the door frame and turned her head to look at Jiang Jinhuan's bright red ears. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Luo Qingyi said with amusement, "Don't you want to say something? With your personality, did you not have a girlfriend in college?"

Jiang Jinhuan froze for a moment. Upon hearing the word "girlfriend," he couldn't help but think of Jiang Zhe's words. According to him, Luo Qingyi seemed to be his wife.

But how could that be? I don't know her well, and besides, how could someone as outstanding as her be interested in me?

"Assistant Luo is joking. No girl would like someone like me!"

"But I think you're very outstanding!" Luo Qingyi said subconsciously.

She blushed slightly after saying that, not knowing why she had said those things in front of Jiang Jin Huan.

She only met him today and doesn't know him at all, so how could she make such an impulsive conclusion?

Jiang Jinhuan smiled and didn't take it to heart; it was just a polite remark. If he really thought it was his fault, then it was his fault.

We arrived at our destination quickly.

Luo Qingyi was about to get out of the car when, perhaps because she was truly drunk, her legs buckled as she stepped out, and she cried out in surprise as she fell to the ground.

Luo Qingyi frowned slightly as she looked at her right foot; she had twisted her ankle. She involuntarily gasped as she moved her foot.

Jiang Jinhuan rushed forward and felt guilty upon seeing Luo Qingyi lying on the ground. "I'll take you to the hospital!"

"No need, I just sprained my ankle. Going to the hospital is too much of a fuss. I'll be fine after a night's rest!" Luo Qingyi quickly stopped her.

Jiang Jinhuan paused for a moment and then said, "I know massage, let me take a look at you!"

Luo Qingyi looked at Jiang Jinhuan curiously: "You've studied this?"

Jiang Jin Huan said, "Yes, Grandma's legs weren't good back then either, so I often gave her massages!"

Luo Qingyi's eyes flickered upon hearing this.

At this moment, Jiang Jinhuan had already taken off his coat and spread it on the edge of the flower bed next to him.

Then he bent down and used his arms to lift Luo Qingyi up in his arms, carefully placing her on the edge of the flower bed.

Luo Qingyi froze, her arms instinctively wrapping around Jiang Jinhuan's neck. Staring blankly at him, feeling the strength of his arms, a blush slowly rose on her cheeks.

From childhood to adulthood, no man had ever dared to hug her like that.

Luo Qingyi thought she would be angry, but looking at Jiang Jinhuan's calm profile, she found that her body did not resist at all.

Jiang Jinhuan then carefully took off her high heels and held her foot in his hand.

Luo Qingyi felt a tingling sensation spreading from her feet throughout her body. She bit her lip hard to stop herself from moaning.

Jiang Jinhuan didn't notice that her face was already flushed, and her skin even had a pinkish glow.

With Jiang Jinhuan's massage, Luo Qingyi clearly felt that the pain in her feet had decreased significantly.

She just stared blankly at Jiang Jinhuan, quietly looking at his profile without saying a word.

After a while, Jiang Jinhuan put Luo Qingyi's foot down: "Miss Luo, does it still hurt if you use gentle pressure?"

Luo Qingyi tried it, a smile on her face, and said, "Much better!"

His voice trembled slightly.

Jiang Jin Huan said, "I just checked, there's no bone injury. Just apply some blood-activating and stasis-removing ointment, I'll go buy some for you!"

Luo Qingyi said, "No need, I have some at home!"

Luo Qingyi wanted to get up, but hesitated after looking at her high heels.

Jiang Jin Huan said, "You can't walk in high heels anymore. I'll take you home!"

Jiang Jinhuan leaned over and lifted Luo Qingyi into his arms again, and this time Luo Qingyi naturally wrapped her arms around Jiang Jinhuan's neck.

Jiang Jinhuan carried Luo Qingyi until they reached her door before putting her down.

"Miss Luo, I'll head back now!"

After seeing Luo Qingyi open the door, Jiang Jinhuan took his leave before she could say anything.

Watching Jiang Jinhuan's almost hasty retreat, Luo Qingyi's lips curled into a slight smile.

Just then, her phone rang.

Luo Qingyi answered the phone, and a charming voice came from the other end: "Qingyi, how did it go? Who took over the Jiang family's business this time?"

Luo Qingyi rubbed her forehead and said, "I guessed wrong this time. I didn't expect that it would be Jiang Zhe, the eldest son of the Jiang family, who would take over the Jiang family's business this time."

"So Jiang Zhe is a responsible and dependable person. Doesn't that fit your criteria for a partner?"

I heard that Jiang Zhe is quite favored in the Jiang family, which seems to be much better than Jiang Jinhuan, right?

If you choose him, wouldn't you be able to rise to the top overnight and avoid a lot of trouble later?

Luo Qingyi couldn't help but think of Jiang Jinhuan's face, then shook her head and said, "Alright, you remember things that were meant to be jokes clearly. If you're willing, then you go ahead!"

A coquettish voice said, "Hehe, I really would like to, but I'm just a lowly employee, how can I compare to you, the president's assistant?"

Luo Qingyi said, "Don't make that kind of joke anymore. Although I, Luo Qingyi, come from a humble background, I'm not so shameless or scheming! I will only marry someone I truly love!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's like drinking alcohol. If you like it, one sip and you're drunk; if you like it, you can drink a thousand cups and still not get drunk!"

Luo Qingyi laughed and cursed before hanging up the phone.

Jiang Jinhuan then came out of the residential area and rode his electric scooter to the next designated driver location.

After Jiang Jinhuan left, the window of a car at the entrance of the residential area rolled down.

One of them took out his phone and made a call: "Young Master Jiang Zhe, Jiang Jinhuan didn't stay in the neighborhood for long. Judging from the time, he probably left after dropping the person off."

At the Jiang family villa, Jiang Zhe hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. "That's right. Luo Qingyi and Jiang Jinhuan didn't sleep together today. I almost got it wrong. It should have been at a celebration banquet two months later."

Jiang Zhe stroked his chin: "Now the entire family fortune is mine. Back then, Jiang Zhe managed to secure a huge order from the Song family with less than a third of the family's assets, and this time I can definitely do even better than him!"

……

At this moment, in a private room of a bar in Jiangcheng, several girls were talking. Among them, the girl surrounded by others had long legs, a slender waist, and an extremely beautiful face.

Especially her demeanor, which is aloof and noble, like that of a queen.

"Qingci, have the Jiang family made their choice?"

"I don't know what your father is thinking. Those are all acts of kindness from the older generation. Why should he sacrifice your happiness?"

Song Qingci parted her lips slightly and said, "The kindness is too great. As a granddaughter, it's not unreasonable for me to make some compromises. It's just a matter of being a husband; it doesn't really matter who gets the role!"

"It doesn't matter who it's given to? Qingci, are you implying something?"

Song Qingci's expression was cold: "If this man cannot move my heart, then he is nothing more than that!"

Her best friend beside her said, "Qingci, do you mean that if you don't like it, you won't let him touch you?"

Song Qingci didn't speak, but simply picked up her wine glass and took a sip, her posture elegant.

However, the mysterious curve at the corner of his mouth is hard to decipher.

"Qingci, you're not still thinking about your 'white moonlight' (your unrequited love), are you?"