"Oh please, can you not mention the magic potion? I'm really annoyed."
"That is to say, with just these few words going back and forth, Young Master Jin has said everything that should be said, and he is still so unwilling to forgive."
"I'm really upset..."
…
Harsh words reached He Qingqing's ears. Her face turned pale slightly, and tears rolled in her eyes unconsciously.
He Qingqing, who had always faced everyone with a superior attitude, felt this kind of treatment for the first time.
Suddenly, she felt aggrieved. Why couldn't they understand that without her magic potion, Luo Qingchen would never have been able to get into Yu Qianjin's eyes.
And if the potion in that bottle was her blood, then the person Yu Qianjin fell in love with was her.
A perfect match, a true princess.
But now, everything has changed.
Ye Sitian was right, it was useless even if she didn't give in. Nothing can be changed now, but...
What she can't get, she doesn't think humble civilians can get.
There is no shortage of princesses around Yu Qianjin. Although she has never met Daisy, her status in City A is higher than hers, and she is truly the daughter of one of the four major families.
"Just wait, good times will eventually come to an end."
After He Qing said this, he turned around and left without staying for a moment longer.
Mu Nanxi looked at Luo Qingchen with some worry, and whispered: "Don't worry about it, you have to believe Mr. Jin..."
"Do you think I care?" Luo Qingchen snorted, "You'll find out next Monday."
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During weekend happy hour, the first thing Yu Qianjin did when she came back from abroad was to call her.
There was a deep fear that she would be worried or even run away because of the rumors.
Since Luo Qingchen didn't tell him their home address, they made an appointment to meet at school.
As winter entered, thick snowflakes began to fall in the sky. Luo Qingchen wore a pure white down jacket and waited for him at the school gate.
A limited edition black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of her. Luo Qingchen turned around and looked at Yu Qianjin who was slowly getting out of the car.
He held up a black umbrella, and there was a faint light in his deep eyebrows. From the moment he got off the car, all eyes fell on her.
With a touch of attachment and indescribable tenderness.
"Isn't it cold?" He put his arm around her waist, and his cool voice slowly reached her eardrums.
After not seeing each other for one day, Luo Qingchen felt that Yu Qianjin seemed to care more about her.
"It's not cold." She chuckled and asked, "Is the matter settled?"
"Yeah. Let's talk in the car."
As the hot air blew on her face, she felt her stiff cheeks gradually become warmer.
Yu Qianjin on the side put an oversized gift box in her hand and said, "A souvenir."
"Wow! There are also gifts!" Luo Qingchen took the gift box with a happy face and opened it carefully.
While opening it, Yu Qianjin beside her was still explaining about the gift.
"Because I don't know what you like, so I bought a little more..."
When Luo Qingchen saw the dazzling array of big names, she silently murmured in her heart: Are you sure it's just a little bit
All kinds of limited edition items, Louis small wallet, Cartier watch, Dior lipstick, Chanel perfume...
When you put all these things together, it feels like you can see everything at a night market stall for two yuan.
But Luo Qingchen knew very well that everything inside was worth a lot of money! (To be continued)