It was a fool's dream to think of obtaining happiness without giving it a try.
Jiang Zhen put his life on the line and placed a rather big bet.
Jiang Zhen just knelt there, staring straight at Han Yueyun, waiting for his answer.
Han Yueyun suddenly felt that those two pieces of paper weighed 500 kilograms. He leaned back and looked up at the Chinese ceiling lamp in the study room. He stared at the river above and sighed. "Young man, you win."
Jiang Zhen's face was instantly filled with ecstasy.
He hurriedly kowtowed to Han Yueyun and said gratefully, "Thank you, Uncle Han!"
Han Yueyun waved his hand and said, "Don't be in a hurry to thank me. I will keep your confession and hide it somewhere you will never find it. My eyes will always be on you. Jiang Zhen, if you dare to abandon my daughter, hurt her, let her down, and don't treat her well, I will never be merciful."
