Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

He shouldn't have bothered about this just now.

“Young Master, don't be angry. You saved me. I want to repay your kindness and marry you!”

Seeing him angry, Nan Gongli pulled his wheelchair and hurriedly explained.

“No need.”

Looking at his legs had nothing to do with being married. This lady looked beautiful and cute, but her words were not normal at all.

Jun Jianlin's wheelchair was held tightly by her. He wanted to leave but couldn't, so he could only listen to her chatter.

“As the saying goes, a drop of water must be repaid with a spring. I must repay you for saving my life!”

“Today's fateful encounter proves that we were destined to meet in our previous lives.”

“Young Master, look at me. I'm good-looking and have a good figure. I don't eat much and don't pick my mouth. My character isn't bad and I'm easy to take care of. I'm practically the ideal candidate for a wife!”

“Young Master, just marry me. I guarantee that you'll have two kids in three years. It won't be a loss at all.”

Nan Gongli's eyes were focused and burning. They never left Jun Jianlin's face.

Her idol was angry just now, so she racked her brains and thought of a bunch of words to promote herself.

Jun Jianlin rubbed his forehead. They had only met for the first time and she was already talking about having two children in three years.

Women liked strong men who could protect them. He might be able to start with this.

Hence, Jun Jianlin rejected by saying, “I'm not as powerful as you. I can't protect you at critical moments.”

“It's alright, I can protect you!”

Nan Gongli patted her chest, indicating that this was not a problem at all.

“As you can see, I'm crippled and can't stand up for the rest of my life.”

Jun Jianlin was even more speechless and exposed his shortcomings again.

“What's supporting a person is his brain and soul!”

Nan Gongli was practically feeding Jun Jianlin a bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

Jun Jianlin really did not expect Nan Gongli to be so persistent. He was worried that she would continue pestering him.

After a few seconds, he suddenly pointed at the cloth on Nan Gongli's body, and then at the clothes made of good silk on his body. He said in a tone that said he despised the poor and loved the rich.

“Miss, we're not compatible because… you're too poor. You're not worthy of me at all.”

Be it in Huan Yun or the City of Beastmen, only the poor civilians wore cloth.

Despising the poor girl who confessed to you was extremely insulting.

Jun Jianlin thought that by saying this, he could anger Nan Gongli and make her retreat.

In the end…

Poor… she wasn't poor. She was the princess of Chi Yuan Kingdom and was very rich!

Nan Gongli looked down at her clothes and came to a realization.

She sneaked out today and was wearing the servants' clothes.

But the undergarments were made of gold and were specially made for the royal family of Chiyuan.

“Young Master, I'm actually very rich. Look!”

She was afraid that her male idol would misunderstand her as a poor person, so she hurriedly tore her clothes to prove her wealth.

Upon seeing her actions, Jun Jianlin hurriedly lowered his head and covered his eyes.

“It's you again. You're not allowed to hara.s.s Second Brother Jun!”

Feng Yunqi did not find Jun Jianlin when he returned. He hurriedly walked around and finally found him not far away.

The moment he arrived, he saw Nan Gongli clinging to Jun Jianlin's wheelchair and teasing him in public.

It was bad enough that this female hooligan pinched his chin yesterday, but she actually took off her clothes in public today!