I'm afraid that half of the people present are "love at first sight" for her, right
Shen Chiqian was choked up by Ye Qingluo's words.
Patriarch Feng interrupted at the right time: "Okay, okay, these things, it's up to the younger generation to decide."
He looked lovingly at the girl beside him: "I... I don't have anything to ask for now, I just hope that my Xiaoluo can be happy."
Elder Shen laughed loudly, and patted Shen Chiqian on the shoulder: "Qian'er, did you hear that? Mr. Feng always lets you seize the opportunity yourself."
Shen Chi's jade-like face was slightly red, showing the youthfulness of a young man: "I understand."
Everyone is human.
Every word can bring up various possible topics.
Naturally, Patriarch Feng would not tear his face apart in front of everyone.
Shen Chiqian's eyes were full of tenderness, and he looked at Ye Qingluo with a modest and warm smile: "Miss Feng, I will use time to prove my sincerity."
Ye Qingluo: "..."
She wanted to vomit.
To be honest, she didn't want to tear through Shen Chiqian's modest mask.
No matter how young and tender Shen Chiqian's performance is.
She could also see Shen Chiqian's greed and hopelessness from Shen Chiqian's eyes.
to be honest.
The only reason to get close to her is because of her identity as Miss Feng's family, plus... this face.
Of course, even without this face.
Shen Chiqian will also join in.
The purpose is too strong.
Ye Qingluo just wanted to smile, holding a gun and a stick.
Suddenly, a voice came from not far away: "Sincerity and time, don't bother Young Master Shen."
Feng Liqiong walked over slowly.
He half-closed his eyes dangerously, and looked at Shen Chiqian with a half-smile: "Our Xiaoluo already has a marriage partner."
"What, what?" Shen Chiqian frowned in shock, "How is this possible?!"
"Why is it impossible?" Feng Liqiong snorted lightly, and strode to Ye Qingluo's side.
Ye Qingluo turned her eyes sideways, staring at Feng Liqiong's side face.
Very secretly, he reached out his hand on his waist, and pinched him fiercely: "What do you mean by 'foster father'?"
Feng Liqiong's complexion remained unchanged, she still stood up straight, her eyes were fixed on the direction of the guests: "Changqing, come here."
Feng Changqing got up.
Ji Wuhua grabbed his arm: "What do you mean?"
Feng Changqing shook his head unobtrusively at him, with complicated eyes.
When he walked to Feng Liqiong's side.
Feng Liqiong then pushed Feng Changqing in front of Ye Qingluo, smiling kindly and softly: "Xiao Luo, this is you, the future husband."
Ye Qingluo: "..."
Patriarch Feng: "..."
Ji Wuhua: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Damn, what the hell? !
Feng Changqing, her future husband
The corner of Ye Qingluo's mouth was twitching, and he tried hard to calm down the emotion on his face: "'Father', I think you can think it over before you speak."
The arc of that smile was full of danger.
Feng Liqiong didn't change his face: "Since ancient times, marriage is the order of parents and the words of matchmakers.
Changqing is the child I grew up with, and his character is naturally trustworthy.
Marrying him is definitely the best choice. "
"Feng Liqiong!" Patriarch Feng was shocked by this shock and gritted his teeth in anger.
This inverse.
Just refuse to let him worry
Knowing that Xiao Luoxin belonged.
And forced her to marry Feng Changqing!
This is not intentional, what is it
Ye Qingluo couldn't help laughing.
She felt strange.
Early this morning, Feng Changqing was waiting for her outside.
Take the initiative to be a groom and pick up the whole set.