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545. The Wedding of Xia Qing and Jun Kui 3

When I returned to Jun's house, I happened to meet my real fiancée Lin Linbao who was waiting outside the door for Jun Qi to come home. She was wearing thin professional clothes and standing in the wind. Her long hair was wet by the falling rain and stuck to the side of her face, showing her thinness.

And the haggard face, big eyes, and faded makeup actually looked a bit pitiful.

The car driven by Jun Qi quickly passed in front of Lin Linbao, splashing water, and a lot of it even splashed onto Lin Linbao's body. The scene was definitely even more miserable.

Xia Qing suddenly thought about the place where she stood many years ago, which seemed to be the place where Lin Linbao was standing now. That day, when she came to find Jun Qi, the sky was also raining. At that time, Jun Qing was her only one.

She had been deeply determined in her hope and allowed the whole world to reject her and despise her, but Jun Qi would not do it. Jun Qi loved her - what happened next? Xia Qing curled her lips and smiled lightly.

Is getting married really good?

When she didn't answer, Jun Qi's eyes dimmed, he stopped the car, turned to face her, and said seriously, "Xia Qing, we must get married."

"If I refuse, will you agree?" Xia Qing tilted her head, her eyes seemed to pass over his face inadvertently, and the seriousness hidden in those big clear and crystal eyes surged like an undercurrent.

Jun Qi pursed his thin lips, raised the corners of his mouth into a slight smile, and uttered one word, "No."

"Then if I refuse to get married like Xiao Ya, will you be like Mo Chuan and rob people in public?" She was very curious.

Jun Qi opened the car door and walked out. Someone had already held an umbrella to pick him up. He took the umbrella and his eyes fell in the direction of the door. He dropped a word lightly, then immediately turned his attention back to his eyes and went around to the back of the car to help Xia Xia.

Qing opened the car door and continued, "No."

"Really?" Xia Qing felt warm in her heart.

"It's just that level." Jun Qi's face tightened with disdain.

Xia Qing was dumbfounded, speechless, and stared angrily.

Jun Qi glanced at her lightly, held her hand, held an umbrella, and walked slowly towards the main house.

When they were approaching the door, Jun Tieshi, who was waiting outside, hurriedly greeted him, "Young Master, General Zhan is here."

Xia Qing frowned involuntarily. Every time she met Zhan Xun, she would feel very uncomfortable. This discomfort had almost become a conditioned reflex. Even when she heard his name, her face turned bad.

"Oh." Jun Qi turned around, pulled Xia Qing and left.

"Yeah? Young Master, where are you going? The guy inside is waiting for you." Jun Tieshi hurriedly followed, deliberately wiping the non-existent sweat on his forehead as he walked, showing a look of panic.

Jun Qi glared at him coldly, successfully dispelling the smile from Jun Tieshi's eyes with just one glance.

Jun Tieshi pursed his lips dryly, "General Zhan is in an extremely bad mood. He probably just found out that you picked out all his guards and threw them into the sea to feed the fish, so..." He used extremely bad words.

It seems inappropriate to describe it. To be precise, it should be furious. From the moment he arrived at Jun's house, the objects placed in the living room suffered. Some particularly precious antiques were already taken advantage of by the foresight Jun Tieshi.

After putting them away, there were still some things that could not be moved. Some of them had only been repaired for a few days. Jun Tieshi had put a lot of effort into them. When he saw them destroyed again, he felt heartbroken.


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