"Host, accept the marriage within three minutes, or die on the spot!"
"Host, accept the marriage within three minutes, or die on the spot!"
"Host, accept the marriage within three minutes, or die on the spot!"
Rong Qingqing heard three consecutive warnings from deep within her brain, her mind filled with a hundred thousand curses.
Just a minute ago, she had coldly rejected this absurd exchange of marriage proposal, sitting aloof, using eyes of disdain to gaze at everyone in the room, her face clearly stating:
Yet, in the next second, the system issued the death trilogy warning.
"Now entering the three-minute countdown..."
Rong Qingqing's lips twitched imperceptibly.
In her mind, she cursed once more.
Isn't this deliberately slapping her face?
If this death warning had come three minutes earlier, she wouldn't be this embarrassed now.
"Qingqing, Grandpa knows this is difficult for you to accept, but swapping your engagement with Jiaojiao's will benefit both families, both companies, you, Jiaojiao, and Xingwei."
Mr. Rong sighed, looking at his granddaughter, feeling a mix of guilt.
Hearing this 'all good', Rong Qingqing inwardly sneered continuously.
It's often said that family ties are most heartless among emperors.
The Shen Family and Rong Family may not have a throne to inherit, but they possess every bit of the heartlessness found in royal families.
Everything sounds better spoken than sung.
Rong Qingqing's face remained cold, silent, causing Mr. Rong some unease, knowing this matter must be settled today.
"Qingqing, I'll give you an additional five percent of Rong Group shares as compensation, is that acceptable?" Mr. Rong said, glancing over at the Shen Family members.
The implication was clear, telling the Shen Family that this matter had wronged Rong Qingqing, the Rong Family compensated her, so the Shen Family must not remain indifferent.
Mr. Rong was also signaling to her future fiancé, the one sitting in a wheelchair, who hadn't lifted his eyelids as if asleep, Shen Jue.
Rong Qingqing, upon marrying him, should not be mistreated.
"Two percent of Shen Group shares for you, considered Grandpa Shen's compensation to Qingqing," Old Master Shen finally decided after a long hesitation.
"Qingqing, combined with the three percent shares given to you during your engagement with Xingwei, you will now possess five percent of Shen Group shares.
No matter what you wish to do in the future, holding shares from both the Rong and Shen Families ensures a lifetime without worry."
It sounded both kind and gentle, yet between the lines, the old man was warning Rong Qingqing not to be ungrateful, otherwise, she'd end up with nothing.
Rong Qingqing's eyelids slightly twitched.
Truly an unexpected gain.
Only a few seconds left on the mental countdown.
Rong Qingqing lifted her head, glancing around at everyone.
Under the gaze of all, Rong Qingqing finally spoke.
The four words caused more than half of the people in the room to unconsciously breathe a sigh of relief.
Meanwhile, the man who had remained motionless in the wheelchair suddenly lifted his eyelids and glanced at Rong Qingqing.
With just one glance, then quickly he shifted his gaze, returning to his silent, head-down posture.
So, except for the assistant beside him, no one noticed he had once opened his eyes and raised his head.