Even though she was mentally prepared, Bai Mengqing couldn't help but clenched her fingers when she saw them slowly walking out of the backstage, arm in arm, wearing expensive suits and dresses.
Standing together, they looked so well matched.
He would also show a happy expression and look at the woman with extremely gentle eyes.
"Although the woman's family background is ordinary, they are a perfect match when they stand together, aren't they?" Cen Yue applauded along with the crowd and said with some emotion.
For the sake of the family business, wealthy companies generally use the marriage of their children as a bargaining chip to enter into business marriages with partners. Unless they are abandoned and have no say in the family, they will be forced to choose true love.
As a person in power, Li Qianfan acted willfully without considering the interests of the family, and gave up the advantages of marriage for true love. Li Qianfan was the first to do so.
Cen Yue somewhat admired him.
"Really?" Bai Mengqing tried hard to raise the corners of her lips, trying to praise her talent and beauty against her will.
But I really couldn’t laugh.
Her face gradually turned pale, and the affection in her eyes flowed naturally and could no longer be concealed. The nostalgia for her old love and the pain of forced separation filled her eyes with tears.
"What, are you feeling uncomfortable?" From the corner of his eye, Cen Yue caught a glimpse of Bai Mengqing's pale face and the slightly curved corners of her lips. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that she was forcing a smile.
"Yes." Bai Mengqing hurriedly lowered his head, blinked away the tears that burst into the bank, and said in a low voice, "My head is a little dizzy, maybe it's due to hypoglycemia."
"I'll help you sit there and have a rest first." Cen Yue saw her shaky appearance, held her arm, and protected her through the crowd, and came to a booth in the rest area to sit down.
"I'll get you two pieces of cake. You have something to eat and relax." Cen Yue is two years older than Bai Mengqing. He is also a master of love. He is not straight when he should be considerate.
"Thank you, Brother Yue." Bai Mengqing looked at him gratefully.
Cen Yue stood up and left. On the way, he met the waiter and asked the waiter to bring Bai Mengqing a glass of warm water.
But when the waiter came to the designated place with warm water, he saw no one, so he had to leave again.
Cen Yue brought the cake, but there was no trace of Bai Mengqing, and he was a little worried.
After all, he was the one who brought it here. If something happened here, he wouldn't be able to explain it easily.
"Excuse me, did you see where the lady on the sofa went?"
Cen Yue asked around, and a waitress blushed and said that she saw the person he was looking for going to the bathroom. If she needed her help, she could go to the bathroom to confirm.
Considering that she was not feeling well, Cen Yue asked the waiter to look around.
However, when the waitress came back, she said she didn't see anyone in the bathroom. She searched around the road there and couldn't find anyone. She suggested that he call her to see if she had gone back first.
Cen Yue was not very patient. After struggling for a while, he became a little impatient.
He called Bai Mengqing, but no one answered, which made him even more irritable.
Why are you running around when you feel unwell?
It would really cause trouble for him.
Cen Yue looked disgusted, sat down in the booth, took a glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp.
"Master Cen, why are you drinking alone here? Where is your dance partner?" A man who looked like a playboy sat down opposite Cen Yue and spoke frivolously.
After the speech, the protagonist of the engagement party has appeared, the first dance has been performed, and the rest of the time is left to the guests.
Young men and women have entered the dance floor and danced to the music.
"She's not feeling well." Cen Yue glanced at him lazily, "If you don't bother Li Qianfan, what's the point of bothering me."
"Mr. Li has no shortage of flatterers around him. One more person than me is not too much, and one person less than me is not a lot." The man's eyes were cast into the distance.
Cen Yue then turned his eyes and saw Li Qianfan being surrounded by a group of old men, chatting happily.
"It turns out that even eating shit can't keep up with the heat." Cen Yue looked away clearly and said with ridicule.
"You!" The man's face was twisted, but he couldn't say anything to refute.
He wanted to hug Cen Yue's thigh, but he was severely humiliated and had to leave here bitterly.