After all...how deep the feeling is that allows him to love someone so willingly...
"Yi Jian, I wish you happiness."
Bo Di suddenly stood up. He had suppressed all those evil spirits and looked extremely serious. He walked up to Yi Jian, tilted his head, and first glanced at Zhong Qing, who was filled with narrow brilliance.
Then he turned his head and looked at Yi Jian, his eyes showing silent support, and then he stretched out his hand and patted Yi Jian on the shoulder: "Congratulations!"
Then, he turned to Yi Jian's ear and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Why don't you let her know?"
Yi Jian shook his head silently, unable to hide the faint sadness in his eyes, and then said softly: "Thank you!"
The next second, he reached out his hand, hugged Zhong Qing's waist, and walked towards the sofa beside him.
Seeing that the place had dispersed, other students also watched the show and had enough. Everyone just felt it was thrilling, some screamed, some sighed, some envied, some yearned for... Then, a group of people continued to play cards.
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On the sofa, Yi Jian didn't make a sound for a long time. Zhongqing sat next to him with her head lowered and didn't dare to move. She didn't even dare to breathe.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but Zhongqing wanted to go to the toilet. She secretly looked at Yi Jian and found that his face was tense and thoughtful.
She subconsciously moved her lips and shouted: "Young Marshal..."
Hearing her voice, Yi Jian turned his head and looked at her face. His eyes were very calm and he said nothing.
He was much taller than her. Sitting there, he was naturally looking down at her. His eyelashes were very long and drooped slightly. From the angle below Zhongqing, he was so handsome that it was breathtaking.
However, she still vaguely saw his slight anger from his expression. She thought for a while and thought about whether he cared about the trouble he caused her, and a feeling of grievance slowly emerged in her heart.
, she didn’t mean it: “Young Marshal...just now, I didn’t mean it...I didn’t expect it to be like that..."
After listening to her explanation, Yi Jian's eyes fell quietly into hers. Did he think he was angry because of her playing cards?
He just... felt that as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, she would stand next to him with great restraint.
