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1709. Chapter 1709 Moonlight Gentleness His Art of War [3]

"Didn't he take a wedding leave? He is busy organizing a wedding these days!"

"Isn't this the wedding's fault?" A smile burst out between his gentle brows and eyes.

Ji Yueze thought of something and said in a joking tone: "He, boy, settled down so suddenly, which made Grandpa Qiao very happy. He has been laughing at everyone these past two days. My old man, come over and take a look.

Wan. I stopped by to meet an old friend. But before he took a sip of tea, he heard Grandpa Qiao praising his grandson-in-law. He boasted that it was okay, and even showed concern for me in a roundabout way. It made my old man puff his beard and stare.

, after returning home, I just closed the door and thanked guests. I just didn’t tell the life secretary, Mr. Qiao is here to let the dog bite!"

"Mr. Qiao is indeed happy."

"He is happy, but my old man is not happy. Hey... I can even imagine what the situation will be like after I return home this time. Maybe it will be like a three-chamber trial, and then the parents of the old society will arrange it.

Forced marriage!"

After speaking, Ji Yueze smacked his lips, but looked at his best friend through the rearview mirror again: "You are lucky. After going around in such a big circle, you still found her. You found someone you like."

"What, envious?"

"I am indeed envious. However, my envy is based on the fact that everything is peaceful now. Yanzi, you have to seize the opportunity. If it doesn't work, you should have a showdown with Cynthia as soon as possible! If you really want to get rid of this kind of thing to the end

I'm afraid it will cause a nuclear explosion! The only chance we can take now is to hope that the Bo family will not have anything to do with the P organization. But the Bo family's secret door has existed for so many years. If you want to talk about the relationship between them

It's innocent, no one would believe it. So it's better to let go of this kind of luck as soon as possible!"

When the topic reached this level, Ji Yueze made a few suggestions.

As for whether he should do this in the end, the decision lies with Lu Yan himself.

But Lu Yan didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear the words at all.

At this time, the red light at the intersection came on. Ji Yueze stepped on the brakes, stopped steadily, and turned to look at his best friend.

After staring for a few seconds, he was too wise to continue the topic, and directly joked: "Yanzi, do you think there will be a butterfly effect on the relationship problems of our brothers? You see, we are arranged according to age.

Come and line up, the first one is Lin Xing, followed by Qiao Shukuang, who is about to get married, and then you, who is getting engaged. But you are more capable than the two of them, so when you come, you will be the three of them, buy one and get two free, Double Eleven

It’s not even as generous as yours!”

Hearing this, Lu Yan rolled his eyes at him calmly, but there was an imperceptible pride in his eyes.

"According to your statement, you will be next!"

"..."

Ji Yueze said nothing.

Lu Yan, who knew him well, raised his eyebrows and looked at him inquiringly: "What, is there something wrong?"

"There is not a single stroke of the eight characters yet. Let's wait until the strokes are drawn before we finish!"

Leaving behind an ambiguous answer, Ji Yueze turned back and continued driving.

The two chatted for a while, and when they were halfway through the journey, Lu Yan's cell phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and took a look, and it turned out to be Qiao Shukuang's.

"Hey, isn't the groom too excited? There are still a few days until the wedding, and he's starting to have insomnia!"

Ji Yueze joked, but closed his mouth when Lu Yan answered the phone.

But there was always a gentle and gentle smile on that face.

Like expectations, like blessings...


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