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Chapter 41 Engagement Banquet ([-])

Qiao Jinfan's tone was calm and natural, and Wan Qing didn't show any complacency, she just accepted the date after knowing it in advance.

However, Lai Xue's face was so surprised that she couldn't speak, her eyes were obviously very angry, but she just murmured and said to Mo Lingtian:
"She's making you look bad on purpose!"

Mo Lingtian's gaze was indeed piercing, the corners of his lips curled up, his expression was indifferent, and the hint of sarcasm was even more obvious.

"Xia Wanqing, I thought you had finally figured it out, but you are still the same, no matter what you do, I don't care, let's go!"

Mo Lingtian's tone was indifferent. Compared with the past, he was considered kind at this moment. Wan Qing watched him turn around and leave with Lai Xue in his arms. The blood was still surging in her chest, but she clenched her hands and did not let herself be impulsive. .

Yes, whether he misunderstood or not is really no longer important. Although Qiao Jinfan booked this date, I believe more people will mistakenly think that she booked it, but so what?

It was just Mo Lingtian's sarcasm, Mo Lingtian's attitude still had the effect of cutting people's hearts, Wan Qing still underestimated the weight of that love.

"Sorry, if you find it difficult, we can change the time!"

Qiao Jinfan stretched out a big hand to hold her clenched hand in it, eyes downcast, the apology in that expression was so clear, at that moment Wan Qing could see his extraordinary beauty when she looked up. Face, so close, breath can be heard.

Maybe he is not as unfathomable as she thinks, she doesn't need to support alone, she can lean on his shoulder and seek temporary comfort.

"No, if you can't see it, even if we go to New York to register, it won't make any difference."

Wan Qing's smile was a bit forced, but her will was still firm, and she had to endure even the pain. Mo Lingtian didn't care, so why should she care.

"Xia Wanqing, why are you so strong!"

With a soft sigh and endless apologies, Wan Qing only felt the back of her head being gently pushed by a big hand, and she leaned into Qiao Jinfan's arms. This was the arms of another man besides Mo Lingtian. There was nothing special about it. It was warm, but absolutely fresh, as if it had stored enough oxygen, and it was fragrant with flowers, which could support her vigorous breathing.

"Thank you, Qiao Jinfan!"

Wan Qing stretched her eyes wide, allowing tears to well in her sockets, but she didn't let the teardrops fall after all.

Because of this hug, she seemed to get closer to Qiao Jinfan invisibly, and Qiao Jinfan let her put her arms around his waist until she regained her emotions, and Wan Qing was already smiling.

"Let's go!"

Wan Qing's eyes shone brightly, a kind of revived sobriety. She met Qiao Jinfan's guilt-ridden face and pulled him back to the second floor.

When choosing the style of the photo, Wan Qing took it seriously, firstly to cover up the fragility just now, secondly because she really didn't want the marriage to become a lifeless castle, at least she needed to have a good time with the person who lived in the same castle That's good.

But from the beginning to the end, Qiao Jinfan smiled lightly, and the clear look in his eyes did not fade away. He just looked at her and let her suggest choices, as if he was very happy listening to her talk.

Yes, what Wanqing is satisfied with is that even if it is a table of happiness in a photo frame, what Qiao Jinfan gives is the most realistic!
(End of this chapter)