Chapter 822: A Gift from the Young Marshal to Love [50]
Her whole body exudes nobility and elegance. Anyone who looks at her will know that she comes from a famous family.
She just stood there with an impeccable ladylike manner. It seemed that she had been well trained by the eldest lady since she was a child.
Good is good.
But what is most indispensable in this world is ladies from famous families.
Including... love.
All of them have outstanding parents, they all look dignified, and they look particularly charming.
Therefore, when men look at it, they all think that whoever they marry and who they want are the same. Naturally, everyone will choose a woman who is helpful to their career prospects.
As a result, business marriages with different conditions were born.
It's just that the young marshal is different... He doesn't need anything, he doesn't desire anything, and it's difficult to walk into his new world, and it's easy to say simple.
It just needs to happen to be in his sight at the right time, to fall in love with him at first sight, to meet again many years later, to get married, to grow old together.
These just happen to be fate.
Therefore, we can only say that the young marshal and He Anyuan are destined but not destined to each other.
Therefore, at this moment, He Anyuan showed such a perfect appearance, but Yi Jian was not in the mood to appreciate it at all. He just looked at her coldly, with a trace of impatience flashing across his tightly pursed lips.
"I don't remember anything I can tell you about."
He doesn't like to talk.
Naturally, the words spoken are very clear in meaning, so it will be particularly disrespectful...
He Anyuan was originally smiling, but at this moment, because of these words, her charming face could no longer hold on, and turned into a touch of sadness, covering her face like mist, lingering.
She lowered her head, trying to find a passage that meant they had old memories to talk about in the past, but after turning over and over again, she discovered that it had always been her own wishful thinking.
She couldn't help but feel miserable in her heart. To this man, she had always been an ordinary person!
Yi Jian stood there. After saying these words, she turned towards the door and walked away. After taking two steps, she felt a little uncomfortable all over her body. She was top-heavy and her vision was blurry. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to support the person beside her.
