Chapter 649: 649, Engaged, unwillingly with a resentful heart. Chapter 649: 649, Engaged, unwillingly with a resentful heart. Li Qianze couldn’t accept, didn’t want to accept, and didn’t know how to accept this reality.
If Song Qinghuan was his sister, then the first woman he ever had feelings for was his sister.
Good heavens!! His innocent and beautiful first love, instantly beca so… disgusting and sickening.
“Sister,” Li Qianze was a little disoriented, but then he burst into laughter: “Qinghuan, you are actually my sister!”
Song Qinghuan looked at him: “Yes, now Miss Bai and Mr. Bai have finally beco one family.”
Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.
It wasn’t until Li Chengyun raised his hand that the banquet hall quieted down and everyone held their breath to watch him.
He led Song Qinghuan by the hand, stepped up to a higher place, and looked down at everyone: “Today is not only the birthday and engagent day of my younger brother, but also the day when Li Qiaoxi, the daughter of the Li family, returns ho. Thank you all for your presence.”
Applause rang out.
After introducing Song Qinghuan, Li Chengyun’s gaze began to sweep the crowd, finally settling on a middle-aged man, drenched in sweat. His eyes narrowed slightly.
The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead and weakened his body. His expression was sour and he shook his head at Li Chengyun, looking like a mouse that had just seen a cat.
Just then, the doors of the banquet hall were suddenly opened, and a woman in a pure white evening dress, with a petite and exquisite figure and delicate features, walked in arm in arm with a man in a wine-red suit who had an easygoing and lazy expression.
The woman was beautiful, the man was handso, they looked like a pair of celestial lovers.
The middle-aged man ran over as soon as he saw the woman co in, “Liusha, why are you just arriving now, and as for you Mr. Si, why did you also…”
“I invited Si Jianan, is there a problem?” The woman innocently smiled.
She walked arm in arm with the man nad Si Jianan, directly to Li Qianze, “Hi, is the engagent finished?!”
Li Qianze looked at her coldly: “Mo Liusha, It’s finished, you may leave.”
“Oh, he told to leave?” Mo Liusha looked over at Si Jianan.
Seeing Mo Liusha’s gaze, Si Jianan’s always half-closed eyes suddenly sparkled with charm, shedding his forrly lazy deanor. He smiled at Li Qianze: “Qianze, long ti no see.”
Li Qianze was dismissive, very ruthlessly retorting, “We saw each other yesterday.”
“Enough of this, you all!” A cold voice suddenly rang out.
Everyone paused, their faces changing slightly as they turned towards the voice and saw Li Chengyun, treating him like he was a deity.
There was silence, no one dared to speak.
“Begin the engagent!” Li Chengyun ordered the officiant indifferently.
Mo Liusha looked as though she wanted to say sothing, but was held back by the middle-aged man.
Under the dim lights of the dance floor, the reluctant engagent ceremony was completed.
Song Qinghuan watched all this, feeling a sense of wrongness.
She believed that a true marriage should be made up of two people who loved each other. How could a marriage like Qianze’s, ford out of interest, possibly be happy in the future?
But she, like Li Qianze and Mo Liusha, had reservations, but dared not to voice them to Li Chengyun.
As she turned her eyes, she saw the man nad Si Jianan, brought by Mo Liusha. He was holding a crystal wine glass, looking at her with a smile on his face.
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