Her eyes were sharp and her little hands were trembling slightly, "Master, do you really want to give it to me?"
My little face was red with excitement, and I was so happy that I didn’t know what to say.
Su Mochen's lips curved into a nice curve, and he stretched out his hand to get the hairpin, "If you don't like it, you can give it back to me."
"I like it, I like it, I like it very much."
Someone was afraid that Su Mochen would change his mind in the next second, so he held the hairpin in his hand tightly, "Master, how did you know that I like this hairpin?"
"Xiao Cai'er, I didn't buy it specially for you. You must not fall in love with Master because of this."
Tong Caiwei's eyes were full of doubts.
If I didn't buy it specifically for her, who was it for?
"Don't think wildly. Master will not fall in love with a girl like you. If you have a crush on Master, you are bound to be sad. If you have any inappropriate thoughts, stop them as soon as possible."
She watched in stunned silence as Su Mochen turned around and left after saying these words.
He lowered his head and happily picked up the hairpin in his hand and looked at it again and again.
No matter who he is buying it for, this hairpin is his now.
God knows...she has always dreamed of buying this hairpin.
The rose flower carved from pink crystal means, I will wait for you all my life, and I will spend the rest of my life with you.
Located on a hillside in the western suburbs with the best feng shui in City Z, the villa decorated like a palace is full of laughter and laughter.
Outside the gate of the villa, luxury cars of various models kept coming and going. When the car doors opened, the men and women who stepped out of the luxury cars were all prominent figures in City Z.
The owner of the villa, Long Zhijie, chairman of Longyue Group, was walking among the crowd with his apple.
Long Feifei was wearing a fiery red fishtail dress, her face was heavily made up, and she had a worldly smile that did not match her age. Her beautiful eyes were anxiously searching for something in the crowd.
A man in a black suit walked up to Long Zhijie and whispered a few words. Long Zhijie smiled, turned to his beloved daughter and said, "Feifei, Su Mochen is here, do you want to go with your father to greet her?"
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The first heartfelt smile of the night appeared on Long Feifei's face, "He's here? Dad, what are you waiting for? Let's go there quickly."
She dragged Long Zhijie towards the reception area, almost trotting when she said she was walking.
"Dad? Where is brother Mo Chen?"
She ran over anxiously and looked around, but she didn't see Su Mochen.
"Caiwei, why are you here?"
Long Zhijie stared blankly at Tong Caiwei, who was slowly approaching him, with a surprised expression on his face.
As soon as Tong Caiwei appeared, she almost became the focus of everyone's attention.
She was wearing a white floor-length tube top dress, her slightly curly long hair was draped casually on her chest, and the makeup on her face was very light, very fresh and natural.
The white tight-fitting dress perfectly showed off her exquisite figure, and her crystal-clear skin seemed to exude an alluring milk aroma.
She was not the most beautiful woman at the party.
But her innocence is unique, and people can't help but be attracted to her.
"Uncle Long, long time no see, are you okay?"
Showing off the most perfect smile she had practiced for a long time, she looked at the man she had called uncle for five years and sneered secretly in her heart.
Long Zhijie didn't see Su Mochen and frowned, wanting someone to invite Tong Caiwei out. In front of so many people, he was afraid that he would be criticized.