Qiao Muer didn't know what kind of mood she was in after listening to Xinluo's godmother's words.
Her emotions were surging, her breathing became more and more rapid, and her heart was filled with excitement and uncontrollable emotions.
It was a feeling of disbelief, doubt, shock, relief and joy!!!
It turns out that Brother Youyou doesn’t like her either…
It turns out that Brother Youyou already has someone he likes...
Qiao Muer knew Lu Che. He was the younger brother of Lu Jiu, a subordinate of her godfather Lu Ye. He was a thin, fair-skinned, handsome but taciturn boy.
He is only two years older than her and has always been by Brother Youyou's side, being his right-hand man.
She was not in a position to comment on the gender of the person that Brother Youyou liked.
But... if that is Brother Youyou's preference, regardless of gender, Qiao Muer will only bless him.
Thinking of this, Qiao Muer took a deep breath and decided to be honest: "Godmother, it's not you who are sorry for me, nor is it Brother Youyou who is sorry for me... Don't feel burdened, I... Yue Zheng and I..."
The girl lowered her eyes slightly, pursed her lips, and her lowered almond-shaped eyes flashed with shyness.
Let her admit in front of Daddy, Mommy, Godfather, Godmother, and Yanyan that the person she likes is Yue Zheng.
She, sorry.
Qiao Muer was just shy, but in the eyes of Xinluo and others, she felt that this shyness was a sign of the child's forbearance and understanding. Even though she was seriously injured, she gritted her teeth and held on in order not to make them worry.
Xinluo felt distressed when she saw this, and immediately grabbed Mu'er's hand and said, "Don't worry, no matter what, godmother will never let you suffer any injustice. I know Yue Zheng is a bit bad-tempered, and he always likes to bully you and make things difficult for you. But he is older and more stable now, godmother will tell him not to bully you anymore and will only treat you well. Mu'er, you don't need to be afraid..."
"Ah?" Qiao Muer suddenly raised her eyes, her almond-shaped eyes full of confusion.
She, although she is always bullied by the bad guy Yue Zheng, but... but she doesn't feel wronged or embarrassed.
She... she is not afraid of Yue Zheng.
She likes Yue Zheng.
Girls are thin-skinned after all. Even though she kept thinking about these words in her mind, she couldn't say them out loud.
However, I couldn't wait for her to say it.
Before she answered, Su Qing started chatting enthusiastically with Yue Xinluo, and seemed to be very supportive of Yue Zheng replacing Lu Qilin and getting engaged to her.
When Daddy Qiao Mohan saw the Lu family's attitude, he was no longer as cold and serious as when he first entered the door. The coldness on his face melted away and he also joined the conversation.
Seeing the adults chatting animatedly, Qiao Muer received a meaningful look from Yanyan's cold eyes, stood up, and followed Yanyan out of the living room.
"Yan Yan..." Qiao Muer followed Yan Yan to the balcony covered with glass and insulated.
Her fair face flushed slightly, not sure if it was because she was looking forward to and shying after hearing the adults talking about her and Yue Zheng's engagement ceremony, or because of the sun.
Lu Yan half leaned against the window, looked back, and glanced at Qiao Muer, who looked like she had a rosy face.
Those slightly raised, slender peach blossom eyes conceal deep meaning.
"Mu'er, are you happy?" she said.
Qiao Muer: "Well... what are you happy about?"
The girl's performance was so clumsy that the adults never thought much about it, but Lu Yan, who always liked to stay in the corner, liked to watch everything happening around her with a cold gaze.
She pointed out bluntly: "You are very happy to marry An An, right?"
Qiao Muer: …
She didn't expect that Lu Yan would see through her at a glance. The blush on her face faded instantly, revealing a hint of surprise.
"Yan Yan..."
Qiao Muer stared blankly at the girl with black hair hanging down to her waist and a cold face.
I don’t know what to say.
Next chapter around 19:10 (to be continued)