Chapter 1582 Do You Want to Wear It?

Jing Tong felt relieved and her eyes were a little hot.

"Well..." Her voice was slightly choked, "Jiang Yu, thank you... Dad is dead, enough to pay back everything he owes, I don't want the public opinion to continue to criticize him..."

So, Jing Tong was really grateful that Dad could keep this peace after his death. It's just that she couldn't say this before the election, but now that the election is over and Jiang Yu has won it fairly, she naturally doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

Jiang Yu seemed to be relieved and chuckled: "So, my decision was correct. Otherwise, even if you didn't say it, you would still blame me in your heart."

"No... no. After all, this was what Dad meant..." Jing Tong sighed softly, looking a little sad and confused, "I know, he hopes that I can be the president's wife without any worries... In a sense, I have indirectly fulfilled his long-cherished wish..."

"No, I think she just hopes that you won't be embarrassed by his existence. As for whether to be the president's wife..." Jiang Yu smiled slightly, "Your father may not want you to marry me. After all, he always feels that if no one supports you, I will bully you."

Jing Tong's nose was sour and she almost cried.

"... That's right." She nodded, "He said that in his suicide note. But he also said that he believed I wouldn't let you bully me."

She nodded as she spoke, indicating that she also agreed with this statement.

"I don't dare either." Jiang Yu laughed and stroked her cheek, then his tone became serious, "Wait until your father's seventh day, I will accompany you to his tombstone to pay tribute to him. By the way, tell him the news that I became president."

Jing Tong was slightly stunned: "Are you free? I can go alone..."

"I am his son-in-law after all, so I still have to show this kind of thought." Jiang Yu held her tighter, "From now on, he will no longer be anyone to me, but just your father, my father-in-law. Naturally, I have to fulfill the responsibilities of a younger generation."

Jing Tong listened in a daze, and couldn't help but reach out and hug him tightly.

"Jiang Yu, thank you...really..." She paused, and added in a muffled voice, "But I still have to remind you that I haven't agreed to marry you yet..."

When she said the last sentence, she was a little bit lacking in confidence.

Although she would probably not refuse if this man proposed to her now, he hadn't asked yet.

But when the two of them were chatting, they seemed to have determined that this was a matter of time. She insisted on emphasizing this sentence, which was a bit redundant... But who made her say so confidently before, it's not good to contradict herself.

Jiang Yu rubbed her hair and said softly: "That's true, then do you agree?"

Jing Tong was stunned: "Are you proposing?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly: "No?... Wait a minute."

As he said that, he reached out to the bedside table and fumbled for a long time to find a small velvet box.

This is the ring box for sure.

Jing Tong was already stunned, and could only stare at him as he opened the box and pointed the ring at her so that she could see it more clearly: "This ring has been given to me for a few days, and I haven't found a chance yet... Do you want to wear it?"

His tone was as relaxed as asking her, do you want to eat?