Although she had no intention of having a banquet, she also knew that if she did not go, Dong Ju and others would definitely not be able to interact with the head of the Fang family, and Dong Ju and others would naturally be punished by then.
Although it was unintentional, Su Yingxia did not want innocent people to be implicated.
"My young mistress is so beautiful."
Su Yingxia agreed to attend, and Dong Ju and others were happy, and they couldn't help but praise her.
At this time, Su Yingxia, although she was wearing a little makeup, her face was still as beautiful as the sky.
Su Yingxia had no intention of listening to these words of praise. She raised her eyes and saw that Fang Biao had just left at the door in the distance. At this time, the pangolin seemed to feel the presence of Su Yingxia and others and couldn't help but look up.
The two eyes met. Pangolin was curious, but Su Yingxia was more desperate.
"Is that where the so-called Ice God lives?" Su Yingxia asked softly.
Dongju nodded: "Exactly."
Although there was a faint smile on her face, Su Yingxia's heart was already broken. Sure enough... it wasn't him!
"Dongju!" Su Yingxia said.
"exist."
"Put the hijab on for me."
"yes!"
Dong Ju nodded, picked up the hijab in his hand, and gently covered Su Yingxia's head. As a bride who is about to get married, even if she needs to attend the banquet, she should cover her head with red cloth before the wedding ceremony. This
It is the most basic etiquette.
Then, she gently supported Su Yingxia and walked slowly towards the front yard.
The pangolin stopped looking, shrank his head, returned to the room, and closed the door.
"Is it done?" Han Sanqian stood in front of the window and turned around almost as soon as Pangolin closed the door.
Through the crack in the door, he could barely see clearly that someone in red was passing by outside, but it was too far away and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"It seems that you are the bride of the Fang family who will be married tomorrow. Haha, the Fang family has spent a lot of money on you. They even called out the bride who has not yet married." After Pangolin finished speaking, he sat down on the bench in front of the table.
Go up, grab the kettle and take a sip.
Han Sanqian smiled bitterly. He had no interest in the Ice God at all. Let alone his unmarried daughter-in-law, Han Sanqian would not be swayed even if he brought his unborn granddaughter-in-law with him.
"I took a look just now. She's quite pretty. But luckily you didn't go out just now. It doesn't matter if Xiao Xian'er and Su Yan were hurt by you. Even the future wife of the Fang family was harmed by this scumbag like you.
If so, that's bad." The pangolin said nonchalantly.
"One is about to become a wife, and the other is just a young girl. It's different." After Pangolin finished speaking, he looked sideways at Han Sanqian to express his envy and dissatisfaction.
Han Sanqian shook his head helplessly: "You don't need to remind me, I know that Huazhou is needed, so I have to try to maintain etiquette with the Fang family. Otherwise, I won't let you retreat if you really can't refuse the Fang family's banquet invitation."
They said we would sit down as we pleased.”
"Damn, you are such a great person. Such an impressive banquet was specially set up for you. You don't go out to brag about your reputation and bring yourself to the disadvantage, but you would rather stay behind others. Don't you know that being too low-key is showing off?
?" the pangolin said depressedly.
"People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. That's not what I meant. Naturally, there will be less disputes." Han Sanqian said with a bitter smile.
"Then there's no need to make fun of your Five Zang Temple, right? After Juying Pavilion was attacked by animals, I haven't eaten anything until now. When are we going to leave? Although we sat down casually, we went too late. I don't want to eat.
Do people eat leftovers?" the pangolin asked.
Han Sanqian smiled slightly, glanced at the pangolin, then smiled softly, and lay down on the bed with his eyes closed, as if sleeping and recuperating, and said slowly: "What's the hurry?"
