The head of the Feng family had a weird expression, he couldn't answer Chu Wuxin's words, but looked at Ye Qingluo suspiciously.
Ye Qingluo shook his head at Patriarch Feng: "I have nothing to do with him."
"Qing Luo."
Chu Wuxin sighed softly, and looked at Ye Qingluo's eyes with obvious pampering and helplessness: "I know, I made you angry."
That tenderness, and pampering.
With his stern face and cool demeanor.
It doesn't match at all!
Unfortunately, this made everyone feel that Chu Wuxin's words... were true.
If it is not true love to the bone.
He is aloof, indifferent and ruthless.
How could it be possible to show such doting and gentle eyes to a woman
After all, the people present had heard of the reputation of the master of the Hongqing Pavilion to some extent.
Ye Qingluo patted Cai Cai just now, where Chu Wuxin had embraced her, her enchanting face was covered with ice bit by bit.
She looked at Chu Wuxin with cold eyes.
There is no emotion at all.
"Young Master Chu, my 'adopted father' disregarded my wishes and announced my marriage in public. Now, you also want to ruin my reputation, don't you?"
Such indifferent eyes.
It was like a sharp knife piercing Chu Wuxin's heart.
Obviously, his appearance can stop this inexplicable engagement for her.
Obviously, as long as she cooperates, Feng Liqiong's "calculation" can be broken.
Can…
Ye Qingluo didn't hesitate at all.
Choose Decline.
Because she didn't want to have anything to do with him.
Even if it's just cooperation, avoid the current predicament.
She doesn't want to.
Chu Wuxin stared at him for a moment.
Ye Qingluo frowned slightly.
Chu Wuxin's dark pupils were as dark as ink, full of sadness.
It's so sad that it feels...distressed.
She pursed her pink lips tightly, and didn't look at Chu Wuxin anymore, but her eyes were calm, and she looked at Fengliqiong quietly: "'Father', this farce should end, right?"
Feng Liqiong hasn't spoken yet.
The man in the flame red robe quickly walked up to Feng Liqiong.
It also blocked Ye Qingluo's gaze.
He stared at Feng Liqiong, and his words were calm and clear: "As the emperor, I, Chu Wuxin, am happy and clear."
His words are sincere and sincere.
No shyness at all.
Then, with a cold gaze, he glanced at Feng Changqing lightly: "In terms of family background, appearance, and talent, I, Chu Wuxin, are all above Feng Changqing. It is better to consider me as an agent of the Emperor."
Feng Liqiong frowned.
It was not easy to refuse for a while.
He prefers Feng Changqing.
It's just because Feng Changqing is his apprentice.
It's easy to handle Ye Qingluo.
However, if he rejects Chu Wuxin and chooses Feng Changqing instead.
It was another confirmation in disguise that the master of the Hongqing Pavilion was not as good as his apprentice.
I'm afraid it will cause a lot of controversy.
Rejection is not.
Neither is it rejected.
He hesitated for a while, before he said: "But... I heard Xiao Luo mean... She has no intentions for you."
"She also has no intentions of Feng Changqing." Chu Wuxin replied indifferently, "I have known Qing Luo for a long time, and she will like me."
Feng Liqiong choked.
I didn't know how to speak for a moment.
"Hey, hey, you like Miss Qingluo, and I like Miss Qingluo too! Since you want to compete, then I want to!" Ji Wuhua saw an opportunity, so she would not let it go.
Three men, standing in a triangular position.
There was an invisible air current lingering between the three of them.
Feng Liqiong, who was standing closer, couldn't help but take two steps back.
"You guys, have you had enough trouble?"
Ye Qingluo couldn't bear it anymore, and stared at the man standing in a triangle: "This is my confession banquet, not a place for you to mess around."