A man from the Central Plains, could it be that...
Is it Han Sanqian?!
Seeing Su Yingxia's energy, Dong Ju and others sighed that handsomeness and beauty were indeed the most destructive weapons in this world. At the same time, they quickly took the toiletries and directly helped Su Yingxia to the dressing table.
However, Su Yingxia's eyes, which were bright just now, suddenly dimmed.
She couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that she really missed Han Sanqian crazy, but she was just a man from the Central Plains, but she could think of him as Han Sanqian for the first time.
There are so many people in the Central Plains, so what's the surprise when people come to the desert?
Come to think of it, lovesickness can actually be like this.
"By the way, you said he came from the Central Plains area, do you know his name?" Even though she was mocking herself for being ignorant, Su Yingxia couldn't help but ask one more question.
"Name?" Dong Ju was combing Su Yingxia's hair, biting her lip and thinking carefully: "It's called Pangolin."
pangolin?
Upon hearing this name, the light that flashed in Su Yingxia's eyes was completely extinguished.
He had known this for a long time, so why bother asking? Han Sanqian didn't know he was here, and he couldn't find it even if he wanted to.
Besides, after reading the two letters I gave him, he would definitely give up and look for me again.
"Can I stop melting? I really don't want to go." Su Yingxia said softly, feeling sad.
"If you are in trouble, just tell the head of the Fang family that tomorrow is the wedding and I need a good rest."
Hearing this, the four Dongju girls looked at each other in shock. The master's orders must not be violated, but Su Yingxia looked like a corpse. Even as maids, they couldn't bear it.
On the other side, on Han Sanqian's side, the head of the Fang family personally came over with a group of people.
Most of these are elders of the Fang family. They hold high positions and are led by Fang Biao himself. They are large in scale.
Arriving in front of Han Sanqian's house, Fang Biao waved his hand, and a group of people slowly stood in front of the door.
Fang Biao bent slightly, shouted politely into the room, and said: "Bing God, Su Yan must have told you the general matter. Now that the time has come, I have specially organized a world banquet to welcome the Ice God to the banquet.
The whole world is happy together. Fang Biao and all the elders are here to welcome you to the table."
As soon as the words fell, a group of elders and Fang Biao smiled at each other, waiting for the response from the back room.
"Crunch~~"
With the soft sound of the wooden door, the door was opened, but it was not Han Sanqian, but a pangolin.
Seeing a group of elders gathered outside, Pangolin was stunned for a moment, then focused on Fang Biao, and touched his head depressedly: "Well, hello, Master Fang."
"Where is the Ice God?" Fang Biao smiled.
Pangolin forced a smile: "He is resting in the back room. He asked me to let you know that this banquet... he will not participate."
"Not going to participate?"
Hearing this, a group of people looked at each other. This world banquet was specially made for the Ice God. If the protagonist doesn't show up, what's the point?
"Is Bing Shen still angry with the Liu family? I'm going to cut the Liu family into pieces right now." Fang Biao said hurriedly after hearing this.
"No." The pangolin shook his head, then waved slightly, and Fang Biao immediately leaned his head towards it.
"This friend of mine has always liked to keep a low profile. There are so many people at this big banquet in the world, and he doesn't like the excitement," the pangolin said.
Fang Biao nodded in relief. If he wasn't angry, that would be easy to say. At least there was no crack in his relationship with the Ice God, which made him feel at ease.
"The Ice God doesn't like liveliness, Fang can certainly understand, but after all, this world banquet is set up for the Ice God. If the Ice God doesn't go, what's the point of this banquet?" Fang Biao said with a smile.
"The Ice God can understand what you want, so why force him to do something he doesn't like? If you make him unhappy in the end, wouldn't it be counterproductive?" Pangolin said helplessly.
"Can……"
"Either this, you eat your food, and we will find a seat wherever we want to sit for a while. However, don't get angry, just treat it as if we are all having a meal together," said the pangolin.
Hearing Pangolin's words, Fang Biao was stunned for a moment, looked back and met the eyes of the elders, reached a consensus, and nodded: "Even so, in our hearts, the Ice God will always be the protagonist of this banquet."
After saying that, Fang Biao withdrew with a group of elders.
At this time, the door to Su Yingxia's room opened slightly, and Su Yingxia, dressed in red makeup, slowly walked out of the back room...
