Xia Qingqing suddenly raised her head and asked seriously. She held her breath and waited devoutly for an answer.
She hoped that her brother would not bring the problem back to her again.
How she wished she could hear a negative answer.
Don’t we often break up even when we are in love?
Xia Qingqing thought sadly, if there was a one in 10,000 chance that her brother and sister Wenwen broke up, would she still have the slightest chance?
To be honest, Ouyang Lingyun has never considered getting married.
I have never considered who to marry.
In fact, he could completely ignore this issue that had nothing to do with oil bottles, but he still thought about it seriously.
Xia Qingqing stared at her brother who was concentrating on thinking for a moment, her heart pounding.
Her pink fists were clenched quietly, her palms were sweating, and she was as nervous as if she was courting herself.
Just when Xia Qingqing thought that her brother had completely ignored her and would not give an answer to her boring question, she heard her brother's deep voice replying like this.
"Probably, yes."
Situ Wen is smart, capable, well-educated, gentle and virtuous, and can handle both the living room and the kitchen... She is undoubtedly the best candidate for a wife in the upper class.
If he must marry a woman as his wife in the future, he would not hate marrying Situ Wen.
Probably so!
There were only four simple words, but Xia Qingqing felt like a jack that crushed her last fantasy to pieces, making her almost breathless.
She overestimated her abilities and really embarrassed herself again!!
"oh."
Xia Qingqing responded with difficulty, feeling that her throat was sore and her heart was in pain.
Not only his face, but also his originally bright red lips began to turn white.
"What do you want to do? I'll help you get whatever you want."
Seeing You Ping standing up, Ouyang Lingyun hurriedly stopped him.
"I want to... go to the bathroom. I just drank too much ice water."
Xia Qingqing explained in confusion.
In fact, besides wanting to go to the bathroom, she wanted to cry more, but she didn't want her brother to see her tears.
"Ice water? Do you know that you just had a stomachache yesterday? Try drinking ice water again!"
Ouyang Lingyun cursed with a headache, why can't this oil bottle make people feel at ease?
When my brother yelled at me, I tried my best to hold back the tears and felt a sense of grievance. My eyes were red, but I tried my best not to let the tears fall.
What a crybaby!
Looking at the tearful and pitiful appearance of the oil bottle, Ouyang Lingyun cursed in his heart and blamed himself for being too angry.
"Your feet are still swollen. Don't move around. I'll carry you over."
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Today’s additional update.
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