Ning Rongrong Gives Her Heart to Him, Unlocking the Contract Reward!

Oscar clutched the side of his face, his expression stunned. He opened his mouth, but could not utter another word.

Quick-eyed and quick-handed, Scar seized the opportunity and roared, "Brothers! Beat the hell out of this bastard! He actually tried to pick up Brother Jiang's girl. He must be tired of living!"

The lackeys froze, then immediately shouted:

"He dared to pick up Brother Jiang's girl? He's tired of living! Beat him!"

Oscar's eyes instantly filled with terror, and his calves trembled. Putting on a brave front, he said, "Do you know who I am? I'm Oscar from Shrek Academy! My good brothers are right here. I-I'm not afraid of you!"

He instinctively glanced back, only to find that the two figures who were supposed to be behind him, ready to back him up, were nowhere to be seen.

Scar burst out laughing. "Kid, looks like your 'good brothers' don't think of you as a brother, huh?"

"Brothers, get him! Beat him to death!"

"Beat him to death!" the lackeys immediately roared back. They charged forward, one landing a couple of punches, another delivering a couple of kicks.

Oscar was knocked to the ground in an instant. Before he could even scream, he was beaten beyond recognition.

Only after watching Oscar get beaten black and blue did Scar come over with a fawning smile. Rubbing his hands, he asked, "Brother Jiang, are you satisfied?"

Jiang Qin frowned and pulled another handful of recovery pills from his bag. "Give these to the injured brothers. I won't pursue this matter with you this time, but watch yourself next time!"

Scar's eyes lit up. He hurriedly accepted the pills and stowed them in his own bag, then bowed and scraped. "I truly didn't know it was you this time, Brother Jiang. Otherwise, I never would've taken the job. Rest assured, our Great Blade Gang will follow your lead in everything!"

Only then did Jiang Qin nod. Someone like Scar could be a fine sword if put to good use.

Jiang Qin then took Ning Rongrong by the hand. In unspoken agreement, neither of them glanced back at Oscar lying on the ground as they left.

Once they reached the street, Ning Rongrong suddenly took the lead from Jiang Qin. Instead of heading out, she led him toward the center of the street.

Jiang Qin asked several questions, but Ning Rongrong did not make a sound. She simply led him forward in silence.

As they drew closer, Jiang Qin saw the eye-catching sign in the distance and naturally understood what Ning Rongrong had in mind.

Before long, the two stopped in the center of the street, outside a hotel. Four large characters were written above the entrance: "Rose Hotel."

At the entrance, Ning Rongrong blushed and pulled him inside, while Jiang Qin followed in silence.

The receptionist greeted them warmly. "Hello, sir. Are the two of you looking for a room? We have..."

Ning Rongrong raised her head and slapped a supreme VIP black-and-gold card onto the counter.

"Give me your most luxurious presidential suite!"

The receptionist was dumbstruck. His eyes kept darting toward Jiang Qin, who stood to the side, and a look of admiration appeared on his face. He thought to himself:

Come on, bro. At first, I thought you were picking up a girl. I already admired you for bringing such a gorgeous babe here.

But it turns out you're not picking her up—she's picking you up?

I was even ready to help you out, say there was only one room with a big bed left, or something...

Looks like you don't need any help at all, kid.

Damn it, isn't he just a little more handsome? There's really no justice in the world!

Jiang Qin watched the young receptionist's expression shift from admiration to envy, then to disdain, and finally even hostility. He could not help marveling at what a drama king the young man was.

Ning Rongrong snapped impatiently, "Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? Can you give us a room or not? If you can't, I'm going somewhere else!"

The young receptionist snapped out of his daze and hurriedly put on a professional smile. "Yes, yes, of course. Here you are, miss. This is your room card."

He then handed her a black room card that looked exceptionally luxurious.

From an angle Ning Rongrong could not see, he secretly gave Jiang Qin a thumbs-up.

Jiang Qin was speechless. He then went upstairs with Ning Rongrong.

The moment they entered the room, Ning Rongrong burst into tears and fell into Jiang Qin's arms.

"Boo-hoo, I was scared to death. If it weren't for you, I'd definitely have been done for today."

Sobbing, Ning Rongrong clasped her hands around Jiang Qin's broad back and buried her head in his chest, crying out her troubles between sobs.

Jiang Qin said nothing. He simply held Ning Rongrong in return, gently stroking her back with one hand.

He knew that any words would be inappropriate at a time like this. All he needed to do was listen quietly.

How could a girl who had grown up pampered and privileged have ever faced anything like this?

It was only natural for her to be afraid. Her calmness outside had been nothing more than a show of composure, so she would not reveal her fear.

After a long while, Ning Rongrong stopped sobbing and pulled away. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Qin with tear-filled eyes.

She could not help recalling how they had met. The gentle image Jiang Qin had presented at their first meeting had been etched into her mind;

The second time, when Flender had publicly berated her, she had been so helpless. Not one of her classmates had been willing to stand up for her, and Oscar, who was always going on about how much he liked her, had been like a turtle hiding in its shell, meek and afraid to speak.

It was Jiang Qin. He was the one who had stepped forward and come to her rescue. With just a few words, he had frightened Flender into saying no more, and had even made him apologize to her of his own accord.

He was the one who had given her confidence and kept Shrek from successfully manipulating her.

And today, it was Jiang Qin again. Once more, he had saved her from Oscar's clutches!

Ning Rongrong lifted her chin. Two rosy clouds bloomed on her lovely cheeks as she closed her eyes.

"Rongrong, have you... thought this through?" Jiang Qin asked, his voice hoarse.

Ning Rongrong gave an almost imperceptible nod and threw her arms around him.

To hell with those damned sect rules, and that damned rule against marrying a support Soul Master...

They can all go to hell!

As Jiang Qin kissed Ning Rongrong, he scooped her up around the waist and carried her toward the luxurious bed in the middle of the room.

After their bout of clouds and rain, Ning Rongrong lay beneath the covers, showing only her smooth, flawless shoulders and graceful collarbones. She leaned against Jiang Qin, her eyes full of tenderness.

The two murmured intimately to each other, and Ning Rongrong's face glowed with happiness.

Jiang Qin knew the time had come. He took the marriage contract he had prepared long ago from his system space and said affectionately, "Rongrong, would you be willing to enter into a marriage contract with me? Marry me and be my beloved?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned. She had not expected Jiang Qin to... to have already thought about marriage.

She instinctively wanted to refuse, but her heart ached in waves. Remembering everything that had happened before, she truly could not bring herself to turn him down.

"Jiang Qin, have you thought this through?" Ning Rongrong asked seriously.

Jiang Qin kissed her lightly on the forehead and nodded firmly.

Ning Rongrong hesitated no longer. With a few swift strokes, she wrote her name in the space for the signature.

"Rongrong, could you leave a lip print here?" Jiang Qin asked awkwardly, pointing to a spot on the marriage contract.

Ning Rongrong swept him a look full of allure. The girlish innocence had faded from her eyes, replaced by some of the charm of a woman newly acquainted with marriage.

She lowered her head and kissed it lightly.

But nothing happened.

Jiang Qin was puzzled. Then realization struck, and he awkwardly spoke again. "Uh... not those lips..."

Ning Rongrong froze. Even though she had just experienced a bout of clouds and rain, she could not stop her delicate face from turning bright red.

"Jiang Qin! You big pervert!"