Chapter 263 Can Get Married
Wen Jiao took the medicine from Shen Zhaoli's hand. She lowered her head and said in an unnatural voice, "Can you do me a favor?"

There was also a day when Miss Wen spoke up. Shen Zhaoli looked puzzled, smiled and raised his eyebrows and said, "The sun is rising from the west? What is the favor? Is it my turn to help?"

Wen Jiao looked at Shen Zhaoli's carefree appearance, thinking that he was indeed a child and could not be trusted at all. But at this point, she had no one else to help, so she slightly turned her body and motioned Shen Zhaoli to come in first.

"No, it would be bad for me to go in like this, right?" Shen Zhaoli said with a smile, "Can we not be so familiar with each other? I'm just outside, you talk, I'm listening."

Wen Jiao's eyes flashed with anger. She was not a good-tempered person. She had just given Shen Zhaoli face, but he refused to accept it. She immediately said coldly: "Go away! I'll find someone else!"

After saying that, he actually turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Shen Zhaoli knew that he had gone too far in his joke, and hurriedly held onto the door frame, trying to stop Wen Jiao from closing the door.

As a result, he failed to stop it and his hand was pinched by the door that suddenly closed, and he groaned.

Wen Jiao turned around in astonishment and looked at Shen Zhaoli in shock. The latter's handsome face turned pale and his beautiful face was distorted by pain. He hissed and said, "How many bowls of rice do you eat in one meal? You have so much strength!"

"Come in! I'll find medicine for you!" Wen Jiao felt guilty, but facing Shen Zhaoli's questioning, he couldn't say anything to surrender for a moment, so he turned around and walked quickly towards the hall.

When Shen Zhaoli sat down on the sofa, he saw Wen Jiao walking quickly down from upstairs with a first aid kit.

Shen Zhaoli narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Jiao leisurely. After a while, he smiled, his eyes softened, and whispered, "Have you gone to find medicine for me?"

"Are you blind? You're asking even though you already know the answer!" Wen Jiao put the medicine box in front of Shen Zhaoli in a bad mood, took out the ointment from it, and said impatiently: "Why don't you stretch out your hand quickly, or you'll get a swollen bump tomorrow!"

"You are obviously concerned about me, why are you so fierce?" Shen Zhaoli chuckled and said softly: "Wen Jiao, you are a bad person, your mouth is the only bad thing? Do you have to talk like this?"

Wen Jiao applied the ointment on Shen Zhaoli's hand. She didn't say anything at first. After the ointment was applied, she looked up at him with a hint of anger in her eyes. She said in a deep voice, "What else can I say? Don't you know that your words are also very irritating?"

"I know."

"You know why you didn't change?"

"Because I did it on purpose." Shen Zhaoli smiled, her beautiful face so cheerfully that even a hint of red appeared on her cheeks.

Wen Jiao had never seen anyone more irritating than himself, and for a moment he even forgot to curse at him.

Shen Zhaoli saw the anger on Wen Jiao's face as he wished, and then he restrained his expression, coughed, and said: "Okay, I just like to see you angry, you are a little funny when you are angry."

"Your whole family is funny!" Wen Jiao slammed the first aid kit shut.

Shen Zhaoli's gaze stopped on the pile of medicines next to the first aid kit. When he looked up again, the mocking look in his eyes had faded away.

He looked at Wen Jiao seriously and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to help you with?"

Wen Jiao sneered, "You won't help me!"

"I can."

He suddenly became so serious that Wen Jiao didn't react. He paused, his expression slightly unnatural, and whispered, "Can you?"

So Shen Zhaoli calmly repeated, "I will."

Wen Jiao's eyelashes trembled for a long time, and then she said, "I wanted you to accompany me home."

"Is there something wrong?" "My dad got very angry when he found out that my engagement with Wei Shuqian was cancelled. I haven't explained the reason to him yet. I want you to accompany me to tell him that we just don't get along with each other."

After Wen Jiao finished speaking, he sat down in front of Shen Zhaoli, lowered his head, and had a gloomy expression.

Shen Zhaoli looked at her indifferently. He glanced at his hands that were wrapped like dumplings by Wen Jiao and asked, "Why do I need to tell you?"

"Wei Shuqian has frequent contacts with Lixing Group in Hong Kong. You are the vice president of Lixing Group, so what you said is convincing. I can't tell Bian Yue and Shen Jinci, so I'm sorry to bother you."

"Bian Yue is busy with Bian's affairs recently and can't spare time. I am an idle person, and you can use me as you like?" Shen Zhaoli raised his eyebrows. He suddenly stood up and walked in front of Wen Jiao. "I can also be this idle person, but I at least need to know the cause and effect."

"What's the cause and effect?" Wen Jiao was stunned.

Shen Zhaoli did not give her a chance to escape. He looked at her without blinking, and said every word seriously, "I want to know, if you like him so much, why did you cancel the engagement with him?"

"Why do you think I was the one who cancelled the engagement?" Wen Jiao looked at Shen Zhaoli with a smile, a little curious, "Could it be that I was the one who was dumped?"

She spoke very easily, as if she was talking about something insignificant. If there wasn't that moisture in her eyes, she might have been more credible.

Shen Zhaoli felt a sharp pain rising from his heart. He frowned and squatted down in front of Wen Jiao. "I know. I'm sorry."

Wen Jiao wanted to say something in a casual manner, but seeing Shen Zhaoli's serious expression, the words got stuck in her throat and there was no need to hide them.

She said: "You are still young, so you may not understand that sometimes you can't be together just because you love each other, you have to be suitable for each other."

Shen Zhaoli did not refute, but followed Wen Jiao's words and asked, "So you think that love is not as important as being suitable, right?"

Wen Jiao smiled bitterly, "Of course."

"Then maybe I have a way to make your father less angry when explaining to him." Shen Zhaoli said this, and suddenly without warning, he raised his hand to wipe Wen Jiao's tears.

Wen Jiao froze and gave a forced smile, "What can you do? Have you ever been in love?"

"No."

"That's fine, just do as I say."

But before Wen Jiao finished speaking, Shen Zhaoli interrupted her leisurely, saying, "We can get married. This way, no one will care about your previous marriage."

Wen Jiao thought she was hallucinating.

In broad daylight, it felt like a nightmare.

She pushed Shen Zhaoli away violently, and shrank back in horror, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Why can't we get married? You are only two years older than me. Instead of marrying Wei Shuqian, you might as well choose me. I am more suitable for you than him." Shen Zhaoli said calmly, with even a hint of pride in his fox eyes.

Wen Jiao shook his head, as if trying to convince himself, "You don't know what marriage means at all."

"Wen Jiao, I'm not as stupid as you think. Do you think I just did it on impulse?"

Wen Jiao subconsciously retorted, "Isn't it?"