Xia Qing walked into the nearby dressing room with the gift box in her arms. As she walked, she was thinking, what the hell is Young Master Mo doing? He spent so much thought on Xiao Ya, how could he possibly end up just because of a few words of bickering?
He left her to find someone else to marry.
Based on Xia Qing's understanding of Mo Chuan's "heartbreaking" experience, she felt that there must be something fishy about today's wedding.
From the perspective of a bystander, Xia Qing couldn't help but start to pray, hoping, hoping that Mo Chuan's back move would be gentler and not too fierce, which would frighten Xiao Ya.
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Wedding scene.
Mu Yuan held a glass of champagne in his hand, squinting his eyes and smiling lightly.
He wore a simple silver shirt, a champagne-colored bow tie, and a pair of well-fitting trousers that perfectly outlined his slender legs and narrow hips. He has the ultimate appearance, and his figure is even more difficult to choose.
The flaws, just standing there, have become a landscape of their own, making people unable to help but linger in them again and again.
All the female guests who came and went cast their eyes on him vaguely. No matter whether they were men, women, old or young, they seemed unable to escape from his wanton charm.
However, he didn't seem to notice anything. He just cast his gaze at the entrance, as if he was waiting patiently for something.
It wasn't until two bright figures, one red and one white, appeared that he seemed to come to life from an exquisite picture. He stood up straight, his eyebrows relaxed, the smile at the corner of his mouth turned clear, and his dark eyes sparkled.
An indescribable and exciting emotion passed by for a brief moment and then disappeared.
The girl in the red dress came in angrily with a gust of fragrance.
The well-dressed woman in a white slim-fitting dress followed behind her. She walked very fast, as fast as the girl in the red dress. Her hair was very steady and her posture was elegant, making her unforgettable at first sight.
They were probably looking for someone, but they didn't find them.
Several security personnel came after him in a hurry.
The woman in the white dress raised her hand and blocked the way.
The girl in the red dress rushed in regardless, holding something in her hand that seemed to be...
Mu Yuan smiled, without hesitation, and walked forward, all the way to the woman in the white dress. The tall figure, like an oppressive mountain, shrouded his face, "Miss, what a coincidence."
The faint fragrance of poppy is captivating, as if it has the power to hypnotize people's hearts, it seems strange and yet familiar.
Xia Qing frowned, raised her head, and looked at him coldly, "Mr. Mu Yuan, you are really haunting. I always run into you by chance wherever I go."
"Miss, from what you said, I was invited to attend the wedding. The imperial capital is not big, so meeting the eldest lady should be expected. It's really aggrieved to be described as haunted by you." He said calmly.
He smiled with a mouth full of snow-white teeth, each of which was perfect and delicate, with a hint of grievance. Of course, only he himself knew whether it was true or false.
"That's it, just go to the wedding. I have something to do, so I won't accompany you." From the corner of his eye, he noticed Xiao Ya rushing toward the side door with murderous intent. Xia Qing's heart sank. At this time, no matter what,
She wanted to stay with Xiao Ya and didn't have time to chat much with Mu Yuan.