Qin Yiren sat quietly in front of the table, with her eyes drooping with a calm expression.

She didn't like Bo Jingxing to say things so lightly, but Bo Jingxing seemed to have no intention of changing.

She had her slender fingers holding the fork. She didn't know how long she could maintain this situation, and she unconsciously cut the cake on the plate into a mess.

"alright."

The man stood behind her without realizing it, covering the back of her hand holding the fork with a scorching palm, and whispered: "The wedding scene is ready to take shape, I want to take you over and have a look."

Qin Yiren stopped the action of harming the cake and pursed her lips in a complicated mood.

In recent days, Bo Jingxing has answered the phone calls from morning to night, and the content is about wedding matters. If he hadn't stayed by her side to monitor her, he would have done it himself.

"...Hmm." It's not a solution to continue the stalemate.

Qin Yiren delayed for two days and agreed as soon as he got there: "I'll change my clothes, what else should I prepare?"

"The scenery nearby is nice, I plan to take you there for a picnic." Bo Jingxing smiled, leaned over and hugged her from behind, and murmured as if he was sighing: "I thought you would never pay attention to me."

Qin Yiren did not struggle, "Even if I plan to ignore you forever, you won't agree, right?"

"You know me." Bo Jingxing chuckled and kissed her neck gently, "Go back to the room, I have prepared a lunch box to see if you like it?"

A gentle kiss fell on sensitive and delicate skin.

Qin Yiren shivered uncontrollably, her heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, she jumped up from the chair like an electric shock, and ran to the cloakroom without saying a word.

Perhaps because the wedding date is approaching.

Bo Jingxing's intimate behavior towards her gradually increased. Although under her insistence, the two of them still maintained a pure sleeping relationship with covering the quilt, Bo Jingxing said it very clearly that he would not wait forever.

I don't know how to face the upcoming wedding.

Qin Yiren stood in front of the mirror in a heavy mood, picked out the skirt to change into it, and paired it with a small shawl that blocked the wind, which easily highlighted her slender waist.

Looking at myself in the mirror with a melancholy look.

Qin Yiren sighed softly, turned around and left from the mirror, and returned to the room to meet Bo Jingxing.

Compared to her simple and generous clothes, Bo Jingxing changed into a three-piece summer suit, holding the linen jacket in his hand, and when he raised his eyes to look at her, a bright smile appeared in his dark eyes.

Qin Yiren pursed her lips, and could see Bo Jingxing's solemnity. It was hard to describe her mood at that moment.

"Xiaoqian, I have prepared your favorite sandwich." Bo Jingxing was in a good mood and introduced: "Strawberry cake, butter pudding, and..."

Qin Yiren smiled at him, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Just like it."

Bo Jingxing took her hand, took her out of the room, and showed her the golf cart parked in the yard.

The island does not cover a large area, and the scenery needs to be slowly appreciated. Compared with various sports cars, golf cars are more suitable for vacation here.

Bent over and sit inside the car.

Qin Yiren was still not used to getting along with Bo Jingxing under this situation. She took the dining basket silently and watched him drive the car skillfully towards an unknown destination.

Half an hour later.

A simple and elegant building appears within sight.

Staff are trimming nearby lawns, and the half-height bushes are ingenious and cute shapes, while others are busy holding various equipment.

When I saw Bo Jingxing, I stopped the car.

The staff waved from afar, temporarily stopped the work in their hands, and ran to the nearby intermission.

"Come on, Xiaoqian."

Bo Jingxing helped her get out of the car, stepped on the pebbly path, and slowly came to the front of the small castle-like building.

The painted glass reflects the sunlight, reflecting beautiful angles, and colorful light falls on the two of them.

Qin Yiren held her breath slightly.

He blinked at a loss and looked at the handsome and elegant man beside him with a complicated expression.

She remembered Bo Jingxing said that she would give her the wedding of every girl's dream.

And this so-called dream is of course a fairy tale that everyone has written.

"Do you like it?" Pay attention to her expression, Bo Jingxing pushed open the heavy door.

As the door slowly opens.

The restoration work inside is underway. It has just been arranged into an auditorium. The valuable crystal creates a dreamy feeling, and it has indeed taken shape as he said.

Stepping on the bluestone slab, Qin Yiren asked in a soft voice: "Do you bring me to this island because of this auditorium?"

“There is this reason, and we need a place to transfer.”

Bo Jingxing took her to sit on the bench, looked up at the exquisite mural above the dome, "I saw this from a travel magazine, and at first glance I thought it was very suitable for us to get married."

Having said that.

He smiled slightly: "Although it took some time, I still got what I wanted."

Qin Yiren listened silently and looked around with great worries.

This auditorium is not as exaggerated as in fairy tales. It is low-key and quiet in line with her preferences. It has a historical atmosphere that comes to her face, and it does not have the impetuousness of commercialization.

No wonder Bo Jingxing took a look at this place at first sight, and probably couldn't find a place more suitable for this place in the whole world.

"Jing Xing." A gentle voice echoed in the empty auditorium. Qin Yiren hesitated and asked softly: "Are you really going to marry me?"

"What's the problem?" Bo Jingxing raised his eyebrows and looked at her. His handsome eyebrows were so gentle, hiding unknown paranoia and strength. "I have been looking forward to this day for the past six years. You won't let me down, huh?

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Bo Jingxing and six years have passed, so heavy that Qin Yiren can't say anything to refuse.

She thought about it and did not directly answer the question, "Will you take me back to China after the wedding?"

"Not yet."

Bo Jingxing looked at her pamperedly and explained gently: "I held your funeral in public. Even if you change your name and return to the capital, it will be easy to attract attention in such a short time."

Qin Yiren bit her lip, "I don't want to stay in a foreign country."

"I know." Bo Jingxing smiled: "I expect it to take half a year to a year. If you have our baby, we can stay for a while and choose a suitable season to return home."

Her and Bo Jingxing’s baby?

Qin Yiren was silent for a moment, but he didn't expect that Bo Jingxing had planned so clearly. If there were no huge changes, it seemed unlikely that he would have changed his mind.

She raised her hand and rubbed the tingling forehead, and she made up her mind not to sit and wait for death.

If Bo Jingxing can let go of his guard after the wedding, it will be the best time to escape!
Chapter completed!