In her past life, she and Jiang Ying had only discussed marriage in private. They had not brought it to the public before she was killed by him. Now that she had been reborn and had Mobai, it was all the more unlikely that she would be with him!
In other words, Jiang Ying’s words were ridiculous.
“It wasn’t the case before, but it is now,” Jiang Ying looked at her and said, “This morning I sent a matchmaker to Shen Manor to propose marriage. It is done now.”
Furthermore, he made a marriage proposal for Ya’er. If Shen Qingdai hadn’t left Ya’er with no choice other than to become Xi Jin’s common consort, he and Ya’er would have been married by now. So, all this was Shen Qingdai’s fault!
Didn’t Shen Qingdai like him? Didn’t she want to marry him? In that case, she could marry him, and he would make her live in utter misery for the rest of her life!
Besides, Shen Qingdai now looked so beautiful. He could also make use of her beauty to help him entice all sorts of heroes and towering figures in the future!
If it weren’t for these things, he absolutely would not have been willing to propose marriage to Shen Qingdai!
“What do you mean?” Feng Tianlan frowned. She suddenly had a bad feeling inside. Her identity in the Shen Family had already ceased to exist. How was he able to propose marriage?
Jiang Ying suppressed the resentment in his heart and looked at Feng Tianlan, his gaze full of affection. He said, “Dai’er, I was compelled by circumstances in the past. Now, in order to show my heart, I went to propose marriage to the Shen Family. Whether you’re alive or dead, you are to join the Jiang Family. You will be part of the Jiang Family while alive and your soul will be part of the Jiang Family when dead.”
“Don’t tell me you have forgotten that my identity in the Shen Family has already ceased to exist?” Feng Tianlan asked with cold eyes. She felt that Jiang Ying’s words were really repulsive, and they made her stomach turn.
“There is a saying about ghost marriage. Even if one were dead, one could still be married into the family. So, even if you were currently dead, you are still my, Jiang Ying’s, fiancée.” Jiang Ying took a step closer to Feng Tianlan. He pretended to gaze affectionately at her as he said, “Not to mention you’re alive again, so I can marry you and bring you home. The Demon King robbed me of you. He’s a dishonorable character.”
Feng Tianlan stepped back, and her eyes suddenly turned icy as she looked at Jiang Ying and said, “Are you saying that you have proposed marriage to the dead Shen Qingdai? Are you planning to hold a ghost marriage?”
“Yeah.” Jiang Ying was not afraid of the icy look in her eyes. He only smiled affectionately and said, “Dai’er, you can see how much I love you. Even when you were dead, I still kept myself chaste for you for three years. And now I even proposed marriage to the late you with the intention of holding a ghost marriage. It is genuinely a true love that can move the heaven and earth.”
To Jiang Ying, Feng Tianlan was still the Shen Qingdai whose face he had stripped three years ago, whose kneecaps he had hollowed out, whose blood he had let, and she still foolishly asked him if he had ever liked her.
The Shen Qingdai, who loved him so much, would naturally return to his side without question as long as he showed some affection.
As for the marriage proposal and intention to hold a ghost marriage, it was an idea that Ya’er put forth in order to catch Shen Qingdai in a tough position and to drive a wedge in her relationship with Si Mobai.
Although he stood to lose a lot, it did not matter as long as Ya’er was doing well.
“So, what about it? The world only knows that I am Feng Tianlan now and not Shen Qingdai,” Feng Tianlan dismissed coldly. But she had to admit that in doing so, Jiang Ying had truly sickened her.
He actually used her dead identity to write an opera. Was it so that millions of people would admire him for his deep love for her? And how even if she were dead, he still wanted to propose marriage and hold a ghost marriage to marry her?
Such behavior was absolutely revolting!
“No.” Jiang Ying was very firm as he said, “Dai’er, the world knows that Feng Tianlan is Shen Qingdai. So, Dai’er, you are my, Jiang Ying’s, fiancée!”
