The Emptire’s Mr. Jun Is Playing The Villain Again - chapter 17

Chapter 17: Devote Yourself To Me
Translator: Exodus Tales

Editor: Exodus Tales

Jun Mohan’s lashes fluttered, hiding the light in his eyes, “You don’t need to wait. You can compensate me right now.”

Feng Sujin thought that she heard it wrong. “What? I don’t have anything.”

“You have yourself. Don’t they always devote themselves to the person who saved them? Is it different with you? Or do you not plan to be responsible for it?”

Feng Sufeng felt as if lightning struck on her head, “No. that’s not true.”

Jun Mohan smiled charmingly. “It’s easy if you are willing to take responsibility. ”

Fifteen minutes later, Feng Sujin fixed her attitude as she sat in front of a table, blankly staring at the marriage application form.

Feng Sujing thought that lightning really must’ve struck her.

She blinked as her heart trembled, staring at the marriage application form on the table.

She looked at Jun Mohan and questioned with a shaky voice, “What is this?”

Jun Mohan explained patiently and gently, “This is our marriage application form. I’ve signed my part to be your male partner. It will take effect immediately after you sign it and you will soon receive a marriage certificate.”

Feng Sujin couldn’t understand Jun Mohan’s way of handling things. “Why?”

Jun Mohan replied slowly, “Didn’t you say that you would take responsibility and devote yourself to me? I’ve prepared everything.”

Feng Sujin lifted her head and looked at Jun Mohan, wanting to see his soul through his eyes.

After a while, she shook her head, “No, this isn’t what you really want. I don’t believe that this is real.”

Feng Sujin looked down and paused for a while, staring blankly, “Mr. Jun, you should be exceedingly excellent in your background and in other aspects. Although I’m House Feng’s young miss, I have no status. House Lan just canceled the marriage and my reputation is ruined. The news was reporting about me as well… I have no educational background because I was expelled from university. I have a father who’s laying in the hospital and a disabled young sister. This is how I am. I have no reason to believe that Mr. Jun wants to marry me.”

Feng Sujin ripped open her bloody wounds bitterly, putting it on display in front of Jun Mohan.

At the same time, she felt inferior in front of Jun Mohan as she knew that she wasn’t good enough for this man right now.

Jun Mohan listened to her and tiny ripples emerged from his heart.

He sighed and took Feng Sujin’s hand. He placed the pen in her palm firmly and gripped it, “Alright. I will say it seriously: Feng Sujin, marry me. I will love you and spoil you. I will be a good husband. I will shelter you from the wind and rain. You just have to be my wife — that’s enough.”

Feng Sujin’s heart and lips trembled as she listened, not knowing what to say.

Her nose felt sore and tears glittered in her eyes.

She was an easily touched person and no one ever spoke to her like this before.

No one had ever said that they would love her, spoil her, let alone shelter her from the wind and rain.

Her mother passed away, her father was in a coma, and she lived carefully with her sister. Everyone around her ordered her to do this and that. She was never loved.

But today, the man said this in a low yet cherishing voice.

For a moment, she impulsively wanted to be with him no matter what, even though she knew it couldn’t be real.