Zhong Qing was interrupted from her train of thought, her face turned pale, she turned back, glanced at Ziyuan, and said softly: "It's nothing... I'll go later, I'll change clothes first."
"This dress is very beautiful...and the embroidery is done stitch by stitch. It suits Miss Zhong very well. Why should I change it? If I wear this to the family banquet, Miss Zhong will definitely be the most beautiful."
Ziyuan praised sincerely.
Zhong Qing forced herself to smile. She hurried to the closet, opened it, picked up a cheongsam, stretched out her hand, and began to take off her clothes tremblingly.
She took off her clothes a little hastily, her nails were very long, and she accidentally cut her clothes.
She paused, but still took it off silently and put on a simple white cheongsam. Then she turned around and walked towards the family banquet.
After going out, she stood at the door, took a deep breath, and took a deep breath before she could catch her breath...
I don’t know why... I always feel that after completely leaving the young commander, she often has trouble breathing...
Xu Ang parked the car in the eldest wife's courtyard for a long time. He found Yi Jian beside him, indifferent.
I couldn’t help but be reminded to exit.
Since Miss Zhong left that day, the young marshal has spoken less and less and slept longer and longer.
Even when I'm awake, I don't know what I'm thinking about, I'm always lost in thought.
Looking at Xu Ang like this, it hurt deep in his heart.
Yi Jian regained consciousness and nodded.
Xu Ang quickly got out of the car and opened the door. Yi Jian got out of the car and walked towards the big room where the family banquet was held.
Halfway through the walk, he happened to bump into a little maid, holding a piece of clothing in her hand. Yi Jian's steps suddenly stopped.
His eyes were caught by that piece of clothing.
When the little maid saw that it was the Young Marshal, her heart was already beating like a deer. She lowered her head, her face flushed, and her voice was trembling and excited: "I have seen the Young Marshal!"
The young marshal said nothing and did not leave.
Just stood there, looking at that piece of clothing.
Xu Ang understood the young commander and immediately asked: "This dress..."
"Come back to Young Marshal, these are Miss Zhong's clothes. I thought they were bad, so I took them and threw them away." The little maid replied politely.
