Next came the banquet. After Ye Feifei changed out of her wedding dress, she put on her dress again. Smart Miranda read the love in Leng Qianjun's eyes. She tried to persuade Ye Feifei to wear that wedding dress to attend the dinner, but she failed.
Ye Feifei politely refused.
During the banquet, Miranda talked with people all the way and never had the chance to chat with Leng Qianjun alone. It was not until the dance that she finally had the opportunity to talk to Leng Qianjun in the lounge nearby.
"Jun, that beautiful Chinese girl is your muse, right?" Miranda asked.
Leng Qianjun smiled bitterly, drank more than half of the red wine in his hand, and then said, "It's her."
"But the goddess's heart is not with you, right?" Miranda asked again.
"You can see everything, why do you still ask me?" Leng Qianjun felt that his heart was being pricked by small needles, which hurt very much.
Miranda grinned widely, put her hand on Leng Qianjun's shoulder, and encouraged him: "So what, as long as she is not married, you have a chance. Love needs a brave man. Come on, confess to her, even if you are
There is no regret in rejecting it.”
"Refuse... I... would rather look at her like this than hear her say she doesn't like her. I can't bear her saying she doesn't love her," Leng Qianjun replied.
For him, being able to see Ye Feifei now is happiness. He dare not use confession to cut off his last contact with Ye Feifei.
"Fool!" Miranda sighed. She knew she couldn't convince Leng Qianjun, so she simply gave up.
Leng Qianjun drank another glass of red wine and left the banquet early. He was afraid of bumping into Ye Feifei and afraid that she would ask him. He didn't want Ye Feifei to reject him so quickly.
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"Feifei, I was so touched just now. I have never heard such a touching story. I posted it on Weibo, don't you mind." Xiao Han came over to make trouble again.
Ye Feifei smiled and said calmly: "I don't mind. Anyway, my man believes in me."
"Yes, he believes in you. This is great. Ye Feifei, why are you so lucky? There is a man like Leng Qianjun who has a crush on you. And Ji Zhenting, and then him. If I had your luck, I would
Alright." Xiao Han seemed to be envious, but he was reminding Ye Feifei that her peach blossoms were a bit strong, and one day Xiao Ling would not be able to bear it.
Ye Feifei suppressed her smile and looked at Xiao Han coldly. She didn't care about Xiao Han's threat. What she cared about was how Xiao Han knew about Ji Zhenting.
Twenty-six members never reveal their true identity. Even Ji Zhenting often changes his identity and appearance to see her. It is impossible for a woman like Xiao Han to know Ji Zhenting's identity.
If she knew, it must be someone close to Ji Zhenting who had contact with her.
Who is it that hates her so much and is connected to her?
"Feifei, are you listening to me? Look, many people on Weibo are talking about you and Leng Qianjun." Xiao Han said and put the Weibo interface of his phone in front of Ye Feifei.
Ye Feifei sneered and spat out the word "boring."
Xiao Han curled his lips and said, "Yes, they are really boring. Let me reply to them for you."
After saying that, Xiao Han quickly left a sentence on his Weibo: "Feifei doesn't like everyone being so gossipy. She said you are too boring."
As expected, this reply made Weibo explode. Many netizens left comments on Ye Feifei's Weibo to scold her, saying that she would become famous before she was popular. Some even lit candles under Ye Feifei's Weibo, saying that Ye Feifei was not worthy of being here.